Nine dragons fight for the throne, I don't want to sit on this throne

Chapter 1890 Worry is justified

inside the house.

The captain of the Imperial Guards looked at Li Bi sharply and said, "When you disguise yourself as a grain transport team and head towards the city gate, I will arrange for several of my most elite soldiers to infiltrate your team."

"They are familiar with all kinds of locks and keys, and they are agile. At critical moments, they can help you quickly control the city gates and respond to emergencies!"

"With their participation, the chances of success will be greater!"

When Li Bi heard this, he was shocked at first.

Letting the Jinyiwei infiltrate would certainly increase the success rate and response capabilities, but it also meant that the actions of him and his colleagues would be completely exposed to the surveillance of the Chu State, and there would no longer be any secrets.

This is tantamount to handing your life and property completely into the hands of the other party.

But now that things have come to this, does he still have a choice?

He hesitated for only a moment, then nodded heavily and said through gritted teeth:

"Okay! I'll follow your advice, Master Qianhu!"

"When the time comes, please arrange for capable personnel to infiltrate the team! Together, we can achieve great things!"

"very good!"

The captain of the Imperial Guard finally revealed the first expression of satisfaction he had seen tonight: "Master Li is truly a man of insight!"

"Once you are ready and have finalized the specific time for the operation, please inform me through the traditional method."

"I will report this to His Majesty and await good news!"

After saying this, he didn't stay any longer. Just like when he came, he disappeared silently behind the secret door in a flash.

Li Bi was the only one left in the bedroom again.

He collapsed limply on the bed, his underwear soaked with cold sweat.

It is just like trying to get the skin of a tiger.

But once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. He has already embarked on this dangerous road and there is no turning back. He can only grit his teeth and move forward step by step.

The night is getting darker.

Outside the city, the Chu army camp.

Although it was night, the lights in the central army tent were still brightly lit.

Chu Ning did not go to bed, but sat upright at the desk, flipping through a yellowed military book in the bright candlelight.

He looked calm, as if the huge city outside, which was about to decide the fate of the world, did not bring him much pressure.

The charcoal fire in the tent was burning brightly, dispelling the chill of the winter night. The only sound was the faint sound of turning pages.

Suddenly, heavy and hurried footsteps were heard outside the tent, breaking the tranquility of the night.

Immediately afterwards, Ran Ming's rough voice, like muffled thunder, rang out outside the tent, with a hint of uncontrollable excitement:

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! General Ran Ming has urgent military information to report!"

Chu Ning paused slightly as he flipped through the pages of the book, without even looking up, and said calmly, "Come in."

The curtain was suddenly opened, bringing with it a chill from outside, and Ran Ming's iron tower-like figure strode in.

His face was flushed from running, his eyes were shining with excitement, and he was holding a thin bamboo tube tightly in his hand.

"Your Majesty! It's inside the city! The Imperial Guards inside the city just sent a secret letter via carrier pigeon!"

Ran Ming walked quickly to the imperial desk and presented the bamboo tube with both hands, his voice trembling with excitement.

"Look at the mark, it's the most urgent information!"

Chu Ning then put down the military book in his hand, looked up at Ran Ming, and reached out to take the bamboo tube.

His movements were still calm and unhurried. He unscrewed the cork, poured out the thin silk rolled inside, and slowly unfolded it.

Under the candlelight, Chu Ning's eyes quickly swept over the words on the silk.

It recorded in detail how Li Bi became resentful due to the torture, how he summoned officials such as Wang Yu, Zhang Tao, and Zhao Ming to conspire, and the specific plan they formulated to use the grain transport team as a disguise, seize the city gate, and cooperate with the inside and outside.

Even the approximate time of the action - three days later, and the request to send elite troops to infiltrate the team for assistance were clearly written.

As he read, a hint of everything being under control finally slowly appeared on Chu Ning's calm face.

The smile was faint at first, then gradually widened, and finally turned into a chuckle with satisfaction and a hint of mockery.

"Haha...as expected."

Chu Ning casually placed the silk on the table, leaned back in his chair, and his eyes seemed to penetrate the tent and look towards the direction of Chang'an City.

"It seems that our army's imminent arrival at the city, coupled with Dugu Jia's thirty lashes, has completely convinced Li Bi and his men to surrender."

"A desperate dog will jump over the wall, and a desperate person will also bite back."

There was a kind of insight into people's hearts in his tone.

He had long anticipated that under the absolute crushing power and high-pressure internal rule, cracks would inevitably appear in Chang'an City.

All he had to do was wait and add fuel to the fire at the right time.

Now, not only has the fire started, it is also burning so fiercely that it is about to burn through the city gate from the inside!

Ran Ming's heart was pounding as he listened to this. Although he didn't fully understand the twists and turns, he heard the words "internal and external cooperation" and "open the city gate" clearly!

He rubbed his hands excitedly and said in a muffled voice, "Your Majesty is so wise! These Han officials are really unreliable!"

"If they can really open the city gate, then Chang'an City will be ours, right?"

"When the time comes, I, Old Ran, will be the first to rush in and capture Dugu Jia and Liu Xiang, the mother and son, alive!"

However, after the excitement, a trace of doubt arose in Ran Ming's mind.

He scratched his shiny bald head and asked uncertainly, "However, Your Majesty, this plan sounds good, but... can it really work?"

"Li Bi just got beaten up, can he be trusted? Furthermore, he mobilized troops right under Dugu Jia's nose, pretending to transport grain, and seized the city gate... Every step sounds suspenseful!"

"If something goes wrong and gets discovered, wouldn't all our happiness be in vain?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Ning's smile remained unchanged, but became even deeper.

He looked at Ran Ming, his eyes filled with imperial confidence and a calm assessment of probability.

"General Ran, your concerns are not unreasonable."

Chu Ning said slowly: "This matter does involve risks."

"Are Li Bi and the others sincere? Can the plan be carried out smoothly? Will there be any unexpected changes along the way? These are all unknowns."

He changed the subject, his tone becoming firm and forceful: "But you have to understand that in war, there is never a sure thing!"

"Especially during a siege, any possible opportunity is worth trying and seizing!"

He stood up, walked to the hanging military map, and pointed at Chang'an City:

"Even if our army can win by force against Chang'an, it will be a bloody battle with heavy casualties. It may even drag on for a long time, bringing greater pressure to the eastern front."

"And now, there are people in the city who are willing to open the city gates for us. This is undoubtedly the cheapest and fastest way to break into the city!"

"Even if the success rate is only 30%, it's worth taking this gamble!"