Challenge: Red Horse Ngọa Tào, Black Cannon Trống Vô Âm: "The Board is Poetry, The Move is Breath" - Can you solve it?

A chess formation like a serene Zen painting, where the red horses stand on file 2 like two symmetrical poetic lines, and the black cannons wait silently in the darkness of file 8. The black general on file 5 rank 10 — a lonely king amidst a sea of red pieces — and the red general calmly sits on rank 1, as if waiting for an unfinished poem. This is not just a chess position, but a tactical symphony: "When the black chariot appears at file 2 rank 9, it's like an unexpected note in the harmony. Who will make the first move? Who will decide the fate of this poem?