Prince Chongzhen

Chapter 48 Ghost!
This afternoon, not long after the Ming court official left the camp, Wusitu and other brave soldiers were gathered outside the central military tent.

At first, Ustu didn't take it too seriously, thinking that they were all going to be dispersed to expand the scope of investigation.

This was expected. After all, the prince had taken most of the army to pursue the Han emperor. Although there were not a few troops left, it was still a bit difficult to use them to blockade Yingtian.

To this end, the prince not only set up a maze and set up another camp south of Yingtian, he even staged a special play for the Ming court official.

According to Wusitu's experience, doing just this was far from enough to achieve the goal of blocking Yingtian, so when the order for them to report to the central army arrived, he thought that the prince wanted to use powerful scouts to completely cut off the Ming army's spying on the camp.

But when Dodo appeared in front of them, Ustu was dumbfounded. If it was really as he thought, how could he have alarmed the prince.

Sure enough, the prince wanted to take advantage of the other party's relaxation of vigilance due to the negotiations to launch a night attack, and he, Ustu, was the deputy general of the 300 night attack vanguards.

Dodo's words did not take too much time, but Ustu's heart fell into the abyss during this time.

He was confident that he could achieve final victory in the scout battle, and he was also confident that he could escape unscathed from the battle with the wild beasts, but he really couldn't guarantee that he could survive such a head-on battle.

What's more, he was only one second-class medal away from obtaining the double-seated half-Niulu Zhangjing. If he died like this, wouldn't all his efforts be wasted?
But military law...

Wusitu shook his head gently, forcing these distracting thoughts out of his mind, and then carefully observed the situation in Yingtian City in the bright moonlight.

As the most elite scout, Ustu was naturally regarded as the vanguard among the vanguards, and the task of his team was to select a suitable place for the army to enter the city.

This job may seem simple, but it really tests the scout's vision and experience.

Just like now, although they have been hiding outside Yingtian City for more than an hour, they still have not chosen a suitable place to enter the city.

Wustu patted the man beside him gently, then slowly retreated to a pit two or three feet behind him.

"Whoo~~!"

After entering the pit, Ustu breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

He is a man who is used to hovering between life and death, so this little pressure naturally does not cause him any pressure.

The reason why he breathed a sigh of relief was because of the double armor he was wearing.

Although he had served in the army when he was young, as his experience grew and his skills became more sophisticated, he was more often seen as an elite scout among the flags, roaming around the periphery of the army.

So, he, who was used to wearing leather armor, did not feel comfortable under the double constraints of chain mail and cotton armor.

Fortunately, they needed to climb the city wall, so they did not wear the troublesome helmets, otherwise Ustu would have been even more uncomfortable.

"I think the defenders on the section of the city wall south of the tower seem to be a little slack." The man next to Ustu followed closely and fell into the pit.

"Well, I saw it too, but the soldiers around them were not slacking off, so why did they disappear after standing there for a while?"

"Perhaps he was punished, or perhaps his superiors were too harsh. You know how cowardly the Ming army is."

The man obviously didn't take Ustu's doubts seriously, but considering that the choice of location required the two of them to make a joint decision, he continued, "I think that place is good. It's only about 10 to 20 feet away from the city gate, and the soldiers are so lazy. There's no better place than this."

The most important thing in stealing a city is to seize the city gate, but everyone knows that the city gate must be strictly guarded, so how can they allow the enemy to enter the city easily?

Therefore, experienced people usually choose to climb the city wall not too far from the city gate, and then launch an attack on the city gate after gathering enough people.

As the saying goes: Even if you haven't eaten pork, you have seen pigs run.

Although Ustu had never participated in a siege, he knew most of the details involved.

Based on what he knew, his judgment was actually consistent with that man's, but for some reason he always felt something was wrong.

"Okay, let's choose that place." After a pause, Ustu finally spoke. Then the man called out and more than a dozen people dressed similarly to them sneaked towards the city wall.

In fact, Ustu still felt something was wrong, but the military situation was urgent and how could he stop the army's action based on his unfounded feeling.

"Rustle, rustle."

A series of sounds of grass colliding came from behind him. It was obvious that the people behind them moved forward when they saw them move.

Seeing this, Wusitu did not dare to delay any longer. If someone accused him of retreating at the critical moment, not only would he lose all the medals he had accumulated over the years, he would even lose his life.

A moment later, Ustu caught up and the situation on the city wall became clearer.

He looked up at the city in the moonlight and saw defenders appearing from time to time in various places, but in the section they had chosen, not even a ghost could be seen.

Wusitu felt a little relieved, but he didn't dare to delay any longer.

He was now about thirty or forty steps away from the city wall, which was the distance at which he would be most easily discovered by the defenders. If he were to go twenty steps closer, he would be much safer than here because he would be out of the sight of the other defenders.

They walked these twenty steps very carefully. Not only did they have to keep an eye on the situation on the city wall, but they also had to be careful not to make any noise under their feet.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to avoid the sight of the defenders, Ustu lay in the grass and took a breath.

He certainly had enough physical strength, but the armor was really uncomfortable for him. Coupled with the annoyance of being transferred to participate in this night attack, his body movements were naturally not smooth, and his breathing became disordered.

After an incense stick of time, they finally reached the city wall.

According to the original plan, the group stood under each battlement, and then the man took the lead and threw the hook he had already held in his hand onto the city wall.

"Click."

"Click."

"Click."

Several slight sounds were heard one after another, and the whole team pulled the hook lock with almost the same action.

Then, after making sure that the iron claw was firmly attached, Ustu was the first to step onto the wall and climb up to the city.

At this point, Ustu knew very well that he could no longer be indecisive, otherwise he would be the first to die in the city regardless of whether the night attack was successful or not.

"Ghost!"

"Wow."

Two completely different voices came from above Ustu's head, and then a pool of unknown mixture was poured on his bald head.

Golden juice?

This was the answer that Ustu's nose told him, but the feeling from his head in an instant denied this answer.

The golden juice must be boiling hot, but although this stuff is warm, it does not make the skin feel hot.

"No matter what, now that we're here, am I going to be doused with gold juice?"

Having made up his mind, Ustu no longer hesitated. He exerted force with his limbs and landed on the city wall in just a few breaths.

(End of this chapter)