"Why do you think so?" Ding Lin took a look at the battle situation and felt that there was still time. He also wanted to teach these younger students at this time, so he continued to ask.
"Because of the battle plan." Huang Zong continued, "Our battle plan is to consume the Cambodian manpower to the greatest extent here in preparation for the capture of Thai Jing. Therefore, the First Army will adopt the method of surrounding Jingdong without attacking to lure out the enemy reinforcements, and our mission is to consume the enemy reinforcements to the greatest extent.
If we defend too strongly and the First Army fails to capture Kengtung, the enemy will become suspicious and may even withdraw, believing that there is no hope of escaping the siege. If they go back and divide their forces to defend the cities from Kengtung to Taijing, we will need to capture cities and strongholds along the way to reach Taijing, which is not in line with our plan.
"That's right," Ding Lin said. "But it's too big. We're on the battlefield right now. We need to consider what you said, but the battle at hand is the most critical for us. Please be more specific."
"Yes, Commander." Huang Zong continued, "The Cambodian reinforcements may seem numerous, but their core is the elite enemy troops who have not yet been deployed. Therefore, we must continuously retreat to draw the enemy forces away and give them hope. Only when they see hope of victory will they deploy their main forces. Honestly, no matter how many of the enemy recruits rushing in now are killed, I don't think the enemy generals will feel any pain."
"It's not like they won't feel the pain, right?" Ding Lin said. "Yang Yizhen and Qin Shou will feel the pain, but not their heart. You're right. We must keep retreating, and we can't retreat all at once. We must make them feel that they have fought hard to drive us away. This way, we can encourage the enemy to reinforce their forces."
Ding Lin explained, then asked meaningfully, "Then tell me, where should we retreat to so they'll think they can win and send out their main forces?"
"This..." Huang Zong was speechless for a moment.
"Do you not know or are you afraid to say it?" Ding Lin said, "If you don't know, let others tell you. If you know, speak up quickly. Time waits for no one."
"Qin Shou is a veteran general. He's the type who won't launch an attack until he sees the rabbit." Huang Zong gritted his teeth and said, "He won't be fooled if we retreat to a few trenches. He'll just order his men to speed up and expand the breakthrough point. That way, we'll lose both the battle and the enemy. But if we retreat all the way to the Marshal's Terrace, and we put up a resolute resistance there, he'll definitely attack."
"Oh, interesting. Are you saying that we can use the head coach as bait?" Ding Lin narrowed his eyes and looked at him with a smile.
Huang Zong felt that since he had already said it, he was not afraid to say a few more words, so he cupped his hands and said, "If it really doesn't work, put up the principal's banner and say that Qinghe Bo is commanding the battle. That would be a huge achievement and a great opportunity. I'm not afraid that Qin Shou won't be tempted!"
After saying that, he lowered his head and glanced in the direction of Lin Hai.
Lin Hai heard what was said, but remained completely indifferent. He put down his binoculars and sipped his tea slowly. He thought Huang Zong was quite ruthless and a talent, but he thought that using others as bait shouldn't be publicized too much, or else the trust between his comrades would be diminished. Well, after the Cambodian incident was over, he could be sent to a harsh area for a few years to hone his skills. Perhaps he could become a great man.
Huang Zong probably didn't expect that his words would not only make Ding Lin look at him with admiration, but also make Lin Hai remember him. Even if he knew Lin Hai's plan, he wouldn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Remember, the principal isn't here today." Ding Lin pointed at Lin Hai and said, "Don't always think that investing heavily will yield huge profits. I remember you used to love fishing. Does that mean you always catch big fish when you use a heavy bait? I don't think so. Most of the time, you use the bait to feed the fish."
Ding Lin's words caused the crowd to chuckle, but the laughter quickly died down. However, Ding Lin didn't care and continued, "Besides, they didn't know the principal was here from the beginning. You suddenly raised the principal's flag and began to retreat. Anyone would know there was an ambush. Otherwise, how could the army retreat when the king was on the battlefield?"
Here, Ding Lin always put himself in the position of commander, while Lin Hai could only "take" the position of king. However, no one cared. Lin Hai wanted to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he asked Shi Zhen'er to pass the plate of melon seeds to him...
Ding Lin looked around and saw no one else wanted to speak, so he concluded, "The method is correct, but just use me as bait. Let the Second and Third Regiments alternate between resisting and retreating, until the Fourth Regiment forms up and prepares under the platform. After the Second and Third Regiments retreat, they will regroup on either side of the platform. The First Regiment will serve as the reserve."
Ding Lin then glanced at everyone and said, "You will each be assigned to one of the four regiments according to your class affiliation. You won't learn anything just standing there. Put on your armor and start killing people with your knives. Each person must take at least three heads. If you take one less, you will fail this internship."
When everyone heard this, they were horrified and were about to bow and say goodbye, but Ding Lin stopped them: "Have you forgotten something?"
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and then they came to their senses. A group of people rushed over, without giving Lin Hai any time to react, pressed Lin Hai down on the chair, lifted the chair and left.
As for the group who were clamoring to carry the master's wife, they gave up the idea after Ding Lin hit them on the head several times with his baton. At most, two girls helped Shi Zhener walk down.
"Principal, this place is about to become a battlefield. You'd better go to the rear." Ding Lin bowed deeply to Lin Hai.
Lin Hai, who was being held in mid-air, was at a loss as to what to do. He shouted, "Tell them to let me down. I can walk on my own."
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