The Ming Dynasty: The most ruthless imperial grandson, Old Zhu begged me not to kill him.

Chapter 687 Everyone quickly retreated and returned as planned!

His fingers tapped a point on the map, his eyes gleaming with confidence.

Lin Qiming joined the discussion, adding, "We can split into teams and advance covertly to prepare for an attack on their armory. As long as we can destroy the enemy's weapons first, we can lay a more solid foundation for future attacks."

At this moment, Zhu Xiong Ying noticed that although the team members looked tired, the renewed fighting spirit in their eyes inspired him.

He said loudly, "Everyone, the success of this mission is just the beginning. We must use this advantage to formulate the next plan. Lin Qiming, you are in charge of arranging the teams and ensuring the operation is covert. Chen Zhong, you continue to maintain communication between the teams. We must keep everything under our control."

He paused, his gaze sweeping across everyone's faces, and then said, "I believe in everyone. This time, we must not only disarm the enemy, but also take the opportunity to destroy their confidence."

Zhu Xiong Ying's firm words swept away the team members' fatigue and boosted their morale.

Soon, everyone entered the preparation phase before the operation.

Chen Zhong kept marking on the map, while Lin Qiming directed the deployment of the squads to ensure that all the squads' routes of action were seamless.

Night fell again, and as the north wind brought a chill, everything was ready.

Zhu Xiong Ying stood at the front of the group, her fingers gripping the hilt of her sword tightly, her heart filled with conviction.

He slowly lowered his hand: "Let's go."

As night fell, Zhu Xiong Ying's troops, like a silent river of shadows, infiltrated deep into enemy territory.

The night was as dark as ink, and the cold wind howled. Zhu Xiong Ying's troops had quietly dispersed and infiltrated every corner of the enemy territory.

The wilderness was eerily quiet, as if foreshadowing an impending storm.

Chen Zhong remained vigilant, with only faint communication sounds in his ears, ensuring that each team progressed steadily according to plan.

He tapped the communication device and whispered, "Attention all squads, if all goes well, we will begin the operation in five minutes."

At the front lines, Lin Qiming signaled with his eyes to lead his elite squad closer to the enemy's weapons depot.

He moved through the darkness like a ghost, his heart beating faster than ever.

Every step must be taken lightly, because their task is crucial to the overall situation.

They skillfully and quietly placed the explosives in key locations, whispering instructions for the final steps.

However, the silence was shattered by sudden footsteps; an unexpected enemy force was approaching!

Lin Qiming's heart tightened, realizing something was wrong. He immediately sent back a message: "Enemy forces have appeared. The plan has changed. We need to adjust it immediately!"

Upon receiving the information, Zhu Xiong Ying frowned slightly. He quickly assessed the current situation and decisively ordered: "The main force shall continue to advance as planned, and Lin Qi Ming shall respond flexibly!"

Lin Qiming's mind raced. He whispered, "Take cover! Stay hidden!"

At the same time, he quickly recalled some soldiers to divert the enemy's attention and lure them away from the armory.

In the cold wind, the squad disappeared into the night like shadows, skillfully leading the enemy astray.

However, the enemy seemed to have noticed this as well, and began to search their surroundings vigilantly, issuing commands from time to time.

At this time, Zhu Xiong Ying led the main force to continue advancing in the more distant forward area.

The sword in his hand heated up from gripping it tightly, and his conviction grew even stronger.

He was waiting for a signal—a message of victory.

Time seemed to stand still. Gradually, a flash of light tore through the night sky, followed by a huge explosion that resounded all around. The violent tremors from the destruction of the armory undoubtedly heralded a victory!
"Lin Qiming, you did it!"

Zhu Xiong Ying cheered inwardly, and at the same time he ordered: "Everyone retreat immediately and return according to plan!"

The troops returned like a tide, and the soldiers' low conversations drifted in the night breeze, carrying the lingering warmth of victory.

Everyone's face was filled with excitement and determination; this was a victory that had been planned for a long time.

Zhu Xiong Ying led the retreat on horseback, his gaze resolute as he looked into the distance. The night grew deeper, and Lin Qi Ming silently walked at the very back of the group.

His mind was far from at peace.

On their successful retreat, several of his soldiers spotted a lone enemy soldier at the edge of the forest.

They acted swiftly, skillfully surrounding the enemy and seizing the vital intelligence they were carrying.

"These letters may be key to our next steps."

Lin Qiming sat by the firelight, looking down and carefully examining the documents in his hands.

Several soldiers sat around him in silence, awaiting his further instructions.

Meanwhile, Zhu Xiong Ying, far ahead, was leading the main force to find a safe retreat route.

Their steps were interrupted by the faint sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and Zhu Xiong Ying immediately realized that this was definitely not the retreating team as originally planned.

He gestured for the soldiers to stop, frowning as he stared into the darkness ahead.

"It doesn't look like our troops."

A scout reported in a low voice.

Zhu Xiong Ying pondered for a moment, then decisively ordered: "Everyone take cover and prepare for an ambush!"

The soldiers quickly dispersed, using the cover of night and the terrain to set up an ambush that was flawless.

Zhu Xiong Ying held his breath, knowing that the success or failure of this ambush would greatly affect the safety of the subsequent retreat.

Just then, a carrier pigeon quietly landed on Zhu Xiong Ying's shoulder. He was startled and quickly untied the letter.

As the page unfolded, his brow furrowed: "Does the enemy have an even larger-scale deployment plan?"

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, he relayed warning messages to his generals while ordering the retreat to be expedited: "Continue the retreat and minimize unnecessary contact."

The enemy reinforcements gradually approached, filled with vigilance and suspicion, and slowly entered the ambush zone.

Zhu Xiong Ying held her breath and observed the enemy's movements to ensure that the ambush could be launched at the optimal moment.

Lin Qiming was also busy in the rear.

He quickly sketched a simple map on the ground with his finger, constantly calculating his next countermeasure plan.

Although they had gained the upper hand in the previous operation, the enemy's defenses were now on a massive scale, and the slightest mistake could lead to their complete annihilation.

A night breeze brought a touch of coolness, which also made Lin Qiming's thoughts clearer.

He knew they absolutely could not miss this opportunity to gather intelligence on the enemy and reorganize their plans.

The carrier pigeon in his hand was the only messenger between him and Zhu Xiong Ying, and he had to ensure that the intelligence was transmitted accurately.

"Time waits for no one, we have to hurry."

Lin Qiming spoke in a low voice to the soldier beside him.

"Yes, Commander."

The soldiers answered in unison, their eyes gleaming with a thirst for victory.

As time went on, the situation was quietly changing, and everyone knew that the current retreat was just the beginning, and the real challenge was far from over.

The night was deep, and the retreating troops moved silently under the moonlight.

Zhu Xiong Ying looked back at the valley that was gradually disappearing into the darkness, feeling a sense of helpless loss.

(End of this chapter)