As a commander, you not only need to analyze the enemy's movements based on this information, but also predict the enemy's route of action in advance.

Only in this way can we give instructions in advance and mobilize troops to lie in wait more than ten days in advance, so as to achieve the goal of encircling and dividing the enemy in the movement and looking for opportunities to fight.

The difficulty involved is simply beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Even though various classic battles are already on people's tables.

In today's world of war, no outsider can replicate the glory of the once world's number one army.

It’s not that they don’t want to, it’s not that they don’t know, but that they can’t do it.

It's like a map full of enemy wards.

As a commander, you need to accurately judge the enemy's dynamics based on the few scattered visions, and then command the upper, middle and lower lanes to prevent ganks, counter-camping, counter-encirclement, or lead the line to steal the tower.

There are only a few people in the world who can fully understand the art of war, and wanting to do so is nothing but a foolish dream.

Pharmacist Li shook his head and smiled with relief.

Instead of spending so much effort doing so many things, it is better for them to fight in formation, which is more enjoyable and practical.

There must always be a strong enough force to tie down the enemy's main force, so that the battlefield opened up in the rear will be meaningful.

Otherwise, they are just bandits.

Unless the imperial court has completely lost the support of the people, the world is in chaos, and rebels are everywhere, such bandits are indeed not enough to deal with.

However, the idea of ​​"big detour" and "interspersed division and encirclement" in the book is worth learning from, savoring and pondering.

Pharmacist Li closed the book, feeling unsatisfied, and carefully hid it deep in his study.

If there is a chance, I hope to have a discussion with Lord Qin and do some war game simulation.

"Uh...where did the lady go?"

Pharmacist Li was engrossed in reading when he realized that his wife was missing.

…

Imperial Palace.

Yan Jiaoran looked at the empty desk, feeling so satisfied!

She intertwined her fingers, supporting her cheeks with the backs of her soft and white hands, and her malicious smile was still like a cat.

"Chen Wujiu and Wei Wuyin are really capable."

"I just gave a few pointers according to the rules and plans given by that bastard, and my workload has really been greatly reduced."

"There are fewer things that require my decision-making."

"By the way, Sister Ming is about to give birth, right?"

"Counting the days, it seems like I'm almost gone again, right?"

"Oh!"

"Could it be that I will be the one giving birth to the child?"

"I heard them say giving birth is incredibly painful, like dying."

"Please don't let it be me, please don't let it be me!"

"Sister Ming, come on!"

"The best—"

Yan Jiaoran squinted her eyes and stretched lazily, like a cat, her snow-white and plump breasts swaying slightly, creating an alluring wave of breasts.

"This bastard man."

"Why are you always so shameless?"

"I've proposed to Sister Yinhuan so many times, but it hasn't happened yet. I don't know how people laugh at me."

"It would be better if I could grant him a marriage."

"You bastard, you have no shame yourself, and you bring shame upon me."

"You already have so many close female friends around you, and you still want to mess with Sister Yinhuan!"

"snort!"

"What a greedy bastard."

“Serves you right!”

"Pharmacist Li, you'd better make things difficult for this bastard!"

“Hehehe——”

Yan Jiaoran muttered to herself and kept on mumbling.

Suddenly.

The incident of Tarzan flashed through her mind.

"oops--"

"Why do you think of such a thing again?"

"It's so embarrassing..."