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The morning in the forest was exceptionally fresh, with a hazy sky occasionally drizzling light rain that brought a hint of coolness. The droplets condensed and fell onto the leaves and unknown blades of grass, making the vibrant green appear even more lush and soft. A crystal-clear droplet slid from the branches and landed precisely on the tip of an arrow hidden in the grass, instantly splashing into a beautiful bloom that scattered around.
The ceasefire agreement between both sides was set to last until sunrise, and it was now dawn. Li Xin, a descendant of the Sharpshooter Clan, completely ignored the droplet falling, kneeling behind the tree roots with his bow drawn and arrow nocked, observing ahead. Even as a droplet slid down his forehead and across his eye, he did not blink.
The supplies left by Wang Jian were quite substantial; during last night's organization, it was discovered that there were over seventy quivers of arrows for bows alone. This was without even opening them, and if one added the base number carried by more than forty others, they could afford to be conservative with their shots and still last until noon. As for what to do in the afternoon, he wasn't considering that at all; that was a matter for later.
Experts are experts; sometimes you just have to accept it. After inspecting the Defensive Formation, Li Xin immediately made a decision to change things drastically. The initial defense had been established based on the arrangement of supplies in the camp, forming almost a straight line.
The constructed shelters only served to protect the archers and did not allow for crossfire at all. This was not like a large army clashing on flat terrain where morale played a significant role. Practical experience in the current environment had proven that effective killing required arranging crossfire.
When enemies appeared directly ahead, attacking forces typically charged in scattered lines. If the Defensive Formation was arranged in a straight line, then this sparse method of attack would make it seem to the defenders that there was no concentrated area to focus their fire.
How could this dilemma be resolved?
Naturally, utilizing crossfire could break through it. When the enemy formed a scattered line approaching, from the front view, their formation appeared as a spread-out mass. However, if viewed from their side, one would see that these originally dispersed enemies suddenly clustered together!
To explain this issue further for better understanding: it's akin to an open hand. When looking at five fingers from the palm or back of the hand, they appear spread out; but when viewed from the side, they align in a straight line. Through this analogy, the problem of scattered lines is easily solved. This originally dispersed formation can be repositioned into an advantageous shooting position simply by changing the observation angle of the defenders.
Li Xin's arrangement reflected this strategy; he changed the straight-line defense into a U-shaped defense overnight. In addition to reinforcing the bottom defense, both sides' defenders were concealed. As long as they weren't detected by the enemy beforehand, those caught in their trap would become live targets.
The most dangerous part of this defensive formation was not its sides but rather its base. As long as the base could hold firm, it would maximize the effectiveness of crossfire from both sides. If there was even one breach during an assault, the entire formation would lose its purpose. To prevent such a situation from occurring, Li Xin took charge without hesitation. Beneath his feet lay four quivers of arrows neatly arranged.
If their defensive line were breached, no one in the camp would survive. Thirteen, who should have stayed in camp, donned armor and took up a sword to follow Li Xin closely. Rather than waiting helplessly for death, it was better to fight fiercely.
Come on!
Luzi sat in the tent with his hands tucked in, staring blankly at the mist rising from the mountain across. Everything that needed to be prepared was already done; all that was left was to wait. It was strange that Wei Wujie had not yet launched an attack.
Wei Wujie, whose real name is Wei Wujie, was nicknamed Toothless by Li Xin. As for why he was given this nickname, he never explained. At first, only a few people knew who Toothless was, but later the nickname became widely known. What does Toothless mean? It means without teeth. The homophony with shamelessness is the origin of the name.
Wei Wujie did not want to delay the attack while Dawn was busy; he had no choice but to postpone it. This was because scouts reported that the Chu Army was approaching. Leading the Warriors was none other than Chunshen Jun, known as one of the young masters of the Warring States. The way they came seemed like they were looking for someone to vent their anger on.
According to intelligence reports, the Chu Army had not made any significant moves recently. This meant that Chu would not raise territorial issues with any state this year. So, who could Huang Xie be looking for? It certainly wouldn't be Luzi! It was said that Huang Xie referred to Luzi as a benefactor because during his detention in Qin State, he managed to survive thanks to Luzi's help. If this were true, Huang Xie's visit could only be for one person!
Thinking of this, Wei Wujie's eyes narrowed. If you have the ability, bring a few hundred men to fight me! Even if you win with thousands of soldiers, what difference would it make!? However, now was not the time to play the hero or act recklessly. After all, they were within Chu territory, and there were nearly a hundred thousand troops stationed nearby. If a fight broke out and he ended up being chased by tens of thousands of soldiers, it would be pointless. Quickly sorting out his thoughts, he stood up and led two subordinates on horseback down the mountain in haste.
After the pre-battle meeting of the Chu Army's leaders concluded, they ultimately decided to adopt the scout captain's suggestion. They directly rejected the idea of encircling from all sides and instead chose a strategy of striking straight at the heart of the enemy. Pull one thread and the whole fabric moves! Once Wei Wujie's headquarters came under attack, the scattered units around would rush to provide support.
Surrounding and attacking reinforcements while waiting for prey.
As long as they could eliminate the Wei Army units coming to rescue Wei Wujie, he would be left as nothing more than a lone commander surrounded by enemies. At that point, they could attack him however they wanted and save themselves from the trouble of hunting down the remnants of the Wei Army.
When the Chu Army reached their attack position, they immediately divided into teams according to their assault orders and began ascending the mountain. From atop the mountain looking down, flags waved across a vast expanse. With a thousand men marching together like clouds filling the sky, ten thousand men created an endless sea of troops. Thousands rushed forward bravely, almost covering the entire mountainous area.
Wei Wujie was also a heroic figure; seeing the large force of Chu Army surging up from below did not intimidate him at all. He urged his horse forward instead of fleeing and charged towards Shanxia with his whip raised. The two retainers following closely behind exchanged glances and tightened their reins to follow him down the slope.
"I am Wu Ji, brother of Wei Wang An!"
Wei Wujie saw the soldiers of the Chu Army approaching, all drawing their bows and aiming at him. He raised his right hand to signal that he came in peace.
Regardless of who it was, fighting required one to engage first. The vanguard troops of the Chu Army quickly surrounded the three sudden arrivals but did not rush in to attack. After all, this individual was from the Royal Family of Wei Kingdom, and if they were to indiscriminately kill him, it could lead to a national war.
After all, the attack orders received at that time did not mention anything about killing on sight; it was better to leave such decisions to those who had the authority. The Centurion in charge of these troops was also someone who understood the gravity of the situation and naturally did not dare to act recklessly. Upon confirming the identity of the visitors, he immediately sent someone to report to the Chancellor.
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