After several discussions, Song Qingshu finally decided that Situ Bolei's troops, Shui Jian's troops, and Yang Miaozhen's Red Coat Army would lie in ambush at the Fox Hill.
Situ Bolei's Wangwu Pai people were mostly from the Guanning Iron Cavalry that had shaken the world in the past. Shui Jian, as the former Ming Dynasty's Zongbing Army, was also skilled in training soldiers. Therefore, the two of them were the only remaining elites of the Twelve Golden Snake Battalions. Needless to say, the Red Coat Army had been regarded as a serious threat by the Jin for many years. This time, the three hundred men brought by Yang Miaozhen were the elites of the Red Coat Army.
This night attack was of great importance. First, they had to hide their tracks, and second, they had to fight bravely. The quality of the soldiers was more important than the quantity. Therefore, Song Qingshu did not add some motley crew.
Song Qingshu gave the command of these three troops to Yang Miaozhen. Situ Bolei and Shui Jian did not have much of an opinion. After all, the Fourth Lady of the Red Coat Army had a great reputation for many years. Her prestige was not below that of Yuan Chengzhi in the past.
On the contrary, Yang Miaozhen's expression was somewhat complicated. She looked at Song Qingshu and asked in a joking tone, "You have given me the most elite troops of the Golden Snake Battalion. Are you not afraid that I will deliberately bury them in this battle?"
Song Qingshu smiled slightly, "Although Song Mou and the Fourth Lady have not known each other for long, I can understand a thing or two about the Fourth Lady's character. The Fourth Lady is a rare heroine among women. Her spirit is like a tiger that swallows ten thousand li. How could she do such a petty thing? "
"It's useless for you to flatter me. Haven't you heard that women are the most petty?" Although Yang Miaozhen said that she did not care, her slightly raised eyebrows showed that she was very happy with this flattery.
Song Qingshu smiled without saying anything. Then he began to arrange the rest of the people's tasks.
The disciples of the Mu Palace, Tian Di Hui, Emei Faction, Green Bamboo Gang, Xia Qingqing Tribe, and other sects were arranged at various mountain passes along the way. As soon as they saw the terrain on the sand table, they could not help but exclaim in surprise.
"Brother Song, these places are outside the Eagle Ravine." Mu Jiansheng could not help but wonder. He remembered that Song Qingshu had said that the Eagle Ravine was the only way for the Tatars to disperse. Chu Hongliu had led his men to ambush there.
"Do you really think that Chu Hongliu has the ability to stop the Tatars' routed army?" Song QingShu asked in reply.
Everyone in the hall shuddered. Even if the night attack was successful, the other side still had thirty thousand people. Their night attack might seem powerful, but they had limited manpower. The damage they could do to the Tatar soldiers was naturally limited. Even if the Tatar soldiers fled, there would still be tens of thousands of them. Although Chu Hongliu was waiting for them to tire themselves out, he would definitely not be able to stop them.
Thinking of how Song QingShu had induced Chu Hongliu to make a military pledge, many people had already observed a moment of silence for Chu Hongliu in advance. Now, the key was to see if Song QingShu could successfully defeat the Tu Hai Tribe and make them flee.
"Song Qingshu, what are we going to do?" Yin Liting could not help but ask when he saw that everyone had more or less received their tasks.
Song Qingshu's face turned serious. "The next step is the most important one. For the night attack to succeed, we must have masters to create chaos in the Qing camp …"
There were quite a few Wulin masters in the hall. These people might not necessarily be more useful than well-trained soldiers in going into battle to kill the enemy, but imitating the special forces system popular in various countries in his previous life, Song QingShu decided to organize these people and mix them into the Qing army's main camp. They would make full use of their martial art skills, and as soon as they touched the ground, they would immediately leave, they would not confront the enemy head-on, they would create chaos everywhere in the main camp, giving the troops outside an opportunity to launch a night attack.
Because of the potential danger, although many people were willing to infiltrate the Qing camp with Song Qingshu, Song Qingshu still selected those who were not good at martial arts. The final list of members was as follows:
Song Qingshu, Huang Rong, Ah-Jiu, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, Xiao Feng, Yelu Nanxian, Yelu Qi, and the others. Although there were not many of them, they were all first-class masters in Jianghu. Their main task was to fan the flames and create chaos everywhere. As long as they were not surrounded, it should not be too difficult to escape.
After discussing some details, Yang Miaozhen, Situ Bolei, and Shui Jian led the troops to Fox Hill to set up an ambush. The disciples of Mu Palace, Tian Di Hui, and other sects also set off in advance to set up an ambush dozens of miles away.
Before leaving, Xia Qingqing took a deep look at Song Qingshu. After all, the relationship between the two of them could not be seen in public. She was also too embarrassed to say too much to Song Qingshu. She could only communicate with her eyes and repeatedly tell him to take care.
Zhou Zhiruo did not have so many misgivings. After all, she was Song Qingshu's real wife. Before leaving with the Emei Sect, she secretly pulled Song Qingshu to one side and said, "Qingshu, you must promise me, if it is impossible, remember to save your own life. Fighting for hegemony over the world is just a fleeting cloud. I only want you. When the time comes, we can go back to Emei together and live happily for the rest of our lives. "
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly in his heart. If it really came to that, could it be that he would also bring other women to Emei? Wouldn't you explode in anger …
However, Song Qingshu was also very touched. After all, although Zhou Zhiruo looked weak on the outside, in her bones, she was the kind of strong woman who wholeheartedly worked for her career. For her to say such words, it proved that she really cared about him to the bones …
"Alright, I promise you." Song Qingshu said with a stern expression, "But Zhiruo, you must be careful this time. Remember what I told you, don't chase a cornered enemy. Your main task this time is to plant flags all over the mountains and plains to put up a show of strength. You must use more traps, rocks, wood, and concealed weapons, and try to avoid direct confrontation with the Tatars. "
Zhou Zhiruo nodded and said, "Okay, then I'm leaving."
After all the people left, only Song Qingshu and the experts who were chosen to sneak into the Qing camp were left in the hall. Xiao Feng, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Brother Song, please forgive me for speaking bluntly. Even if we can successfully make the Qing camp explode, it seems that your subsequent plans will not be able to hurt the Qing army to the bone. Chu Hongliu can't stop the routed soldiers. Even if Tian Di Hui, Mu Palace, and other sects join in, I'm afraid they won't be able to stop them."
Huang Rong also nodded in agreement and said, "I see from young master's arrangement that the main purpose of Tian Di Hui, Mu Palace, and the others doesn't seem to be to take the opportunity to destroy the Tatars' routed soldiers, but more to mislead them. Could it be that young master has a follow-up plan?"
Before Song Qingshu could answer, Huang Rong shook her head again and said, "Now that all the troops that can be used have been used, even if there is a follow-up plan, there are no soldiers that can be used."
Yin Liting was startled when he heard this. "From what the two of you mean, you want to take the opportunity to wipe out the Qing army in one fell swoop. But didn't you say that Golden Snake Battalion can take the opportunity to escape into the forest after a victory to preserve their strength?"
Huang Rong said softly, "Hero Yin Liuxia, there is something you don't know. Although Prince Song's plan sounds a bit whimsical, if you think about it carefully, there is a possibility of success. And once it succeeds, it will be a great victory that will shock the world. But if we can't take the opportunity to wipe out Tuhai's tribe, I always feel that it will be a pity. "
Xiao Feng nodded in deep agreement. Previously, he was satisfied with a small victory. But after Song Qingshu's analysis, he, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, keenly realized that it was possible to wipe out Tuhai's tribe. Unfortunately, he had no troops at hand and really did not have the strength to take down those routed soldiers in one fell swoop.
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