What kind of terrain did they choose?
She couldn't see the whole picture from her vantage point, so she easily climbed up the tree.
Looking back through the gaps in the treetops, one side of the mountain path was a sheer cliff, towering high and shrouded in mist, while the other side was a bottomless valley. If the Ye army were surrounded on all sides and still couldn't win, then this narrow and extremely dangerous path would be their only way to retreat...
How is this any different from walking on a "single-plank bridge"? Or are they planning a do-or-die battle, a fight to the death?
“I feel like things are not going well. Do you think we should go over there?” Zheng Quchi hesitated after climbing down from the tree.
Gan Xin asked, puzzled, "What does Master plan to do there?"
Zheng Quchi squatted on the ground, picked up a twig and gestured with it, saying, "I didn't plan to do anything, I was just unsure and wanted to go ask about the situation..."
But Gan Xin thought that at this time, it was best for her to stay out of it: "Since your master has done everything he could, then you should just leave the rest to fate."
"Leave it to fate?" Zheng Quchi paused.
Seeing that she seemed to disagree with his suggestion, Gan Xin could only compromise and say, "I will take action if necessary."
Zheng Quchi fell silent for a moment. The damp, brown soil surface was already rich with content: numbers, lines, formulas, and various symbols. Her hands kept moving, and her mind was racing.
Gan Xin initially thought that his master was just scribbling on the ground with a twig to relieve his depression and vent his emotions, but after taking a closer look, he realized that it was not the case.
Although he couldn't understand them, these neatly arranged, seemingly chaotic yet orderly "characters" inexplicably possessed a profound and mysterious allure, making him unable to resist exploring their meaning.
"Master..."
He called out, then quickly fell silent, afraid of disturbing her train of thought.
After a long while, Zheng Quchi casually threw away the branch in his hand and stood up.
However, because she had been squatting for a long time, her blood circulation was poor, and she felt numb for a moment. She could only slowly stand up in a strange, hunched posture to relieve the soreness and numbness.
“Master.” Gan Xin stared at her nervously, thinking that she was “performing a ritual.” Indeed, Gan Xin had imagined many things in his mind just now, one of which was “witchcraft.”
He thought that Zheng Quchi, seeing the situation was not good, had no choice but to draw "talismans" and perform "rituals" with his body: "No, you should not be superstitious about some unorthodox methods."
Having finally recovered from the pain, Zheng Quchi shook his legs and asked, "What unorthodox methods?"
Seeing her blank expression, Gan Xin thought he might have misunderstood, so he changed the subject: "Master, what are you drawing on the ground?"
Zheng Quchi said, "I was calculating the optimal firing range and calculating combat effectiveness through differential equations... Well, to put it simply, a great man once said that weapons are an important factor in war, but not the decisive factor. The decisive factor is people, not things."
Gan Xin didn't understand, but she felt that she was talking about a very profound issue.
"So, what conclusion did Master reach?"
“Weapons and equipment, strategy and tactics, personnel quality, and morale will all determine the outcome of a war. We have caught up in weaponry and equipment, I have faith in Yuwen Sheng in strategy and tactics, and our personnel quality and morale are all top-notch…” She smiled at Gan Xin, “Everything is ready, we just need to wait for the east wind to blow.”
Gan Xin and she gazed at each other silently: "What is Dongfeng?"
"I don't know either. It might be a crucial decision, or it might be a selfish accident. In any case, we'll find out when the time comes."
Gan Xin tried hard to understand her thoughts, her words, and her reasoning. After a long while, he asked with a complicated look in his eyes, "Master, are you planning to wait here forever, waiting for that moment to arrive?"
Zheng Quchi tapped the ground with his foot: "I've discovered that I'm not entirely useless. I can now clearly analyze the battlefield. I can see through life and death much better than the soldiers. If I can ultimately be of any help, I hope so."
Understanding her determination, Gan Xin sighed and finally gave up trying to persuade her.
"Yuwen Sheng once said that when both sides have equally advanced weapons and armor, the same intensity of training, and the same real combat training, but after a battle, some are defeated and others are wiped out in the blink of an eye. The reason lies in the difference in efficiency. In other words, advance preparation and preparation, so as to strike the bullseye with all one's might, is the only way to suppress and win."
Upon hearing this, Gan Xin looked at her helplessly: "Master, your disciple has never liked studying since childhood. Yuwen Sheng's words are so convoluted, yet you are the only one who can quickly grasp them."
Zheng Quchi didn't really think her literary skills were that high; it was all thanks to the backdrop of this backward era.
"What I mean is, Yuwen Sheng has the mindset of a natural general. He must have made thorough preparations for this ambush. I can't help with anything else, so we just need to focus on fixing any flaws."
Indeed, communication must be tailored to the individual; otherwise, it will be ineffective.
Long after the master and apprentice reached an agreement, the Beiyuan army, which had been "lured" there, finally appeared.
Zheng Quchi and Gan Xin specifically chose a high place where they could have a wide view and spot the approaching enemy immediately.
The only drawback was its distance, so the Ye army's scouts did not choose this place as a reconnaissance point, but rather the small pine forest and the hillside slope not far away.
Yes, Zheng Quchi had excellent eyesight and spotted several Ye soldiers while observing the surrounding terrain.
"They should reach the location of the Ye army in about fifteen minutes. Do you think there might be some traps ahead, like a large-scale massacre, or a net full of sharp weapons falling from the sky, or..."
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