Chapter 625

Outside Ji City.

Great Qin military camp.

Qin Mu and Li Er are drinking together in the central command tent.

To be precise, Qin Mu is drinking alone, while Li Er is serving him. Qin Mu still does not know Li Er's true identity to this day, only knowing him as Old Li, an envoy from the Great Tang.

"Old Li, in a night battle, it is difficult to distinguish friend from foe, and the soldiers are bewildered. At such times, it is easiest for the morale of the army to be shaken by some randomly shouted slogans, leading to a rout.

Therefore, in a chaotic night battle, whichever side has better discipline will be the one to have the last laugh."

So that's it!

Li Er feels that Qin Mu's analysis makes a great deal of sense.

Among all the things to pay attention to in a night battle, after summarizing and refining them, the most important thing is this "discipline" that Qin Mu spoke of.

It seems Qin Mu's strength did not come for nothing.

He has done more homework in these areas than others.

However, celebrating a victory today with the whole army drinking together—what is the logic behind that?

It doesn't seem to have anything to do with the discipline Qin Mu mentioned, does it?

"Your Majesty of Great Qin, is there some deeper meaning to this drinking?"

Qin Mu is in high spirits today, and he has happened upon someone as eager to learn as Old Li.

He simply does not begrudge sharing his wisdom.

"This is psychological warfare; you wouldn't understand. Do you know how many pairs of spy eyes are watching the movements here from afar outside the camp?" Speaking of spies, Li Er suddenly realized.

The Great Qin army has penetrated deep into enemy territory alone, and everywhere beyond the line of sight is the enemy's turf.

In such a place, it wouldn't be strange even if there were a hundred spies watching outside the camp.

Could it be?

Is Qin Mu deliberately using the ruse of drinking to celebrate to confuse the Goguryeo people?

But the drinking is real; if it were just a strategy to confuse the enemy, it would be far too bold.

Qin Mu's wisdom is as deep as the sea.

In front of Qin Mu, Li Er feels like a fool.

He cannot grasp his thoughts no matter what.

What a failure!

This time, Qin Mu does not keep him in suspense. He gazes gloomily at the pitch-black void outside the tent.

"The Goguryeo people have already been scared out of their wits today and would never dare to raid the camp. If they dared to come, Ji City would be ours!"

Seeing Qin Mu's confident expression, Li Er feels ashamed of his own inferiority once again.

Compared to Qin Mu, the "mastery of strategy" he himself feigned seems so childish.

This is true mastery of strategy!

Controlling every change on the battlefield in the palm of one's hand.

And doing it so easily, so casually.

Li Er has figured it out.

Since Qin Mu knows there are enemy spies around the camp, he must have also sent his own spies to monitor the city. As soon as the Goguryeo people move, they will reveal their flaws. Raiding the camp would instead become a golden opportunity for the Great Qin army to capture the city! Truly brilliant!

In such a situation, why not drink?

If one were to pretend to drink to celebrate in order to deceive the enemy, that would truly be self-defeating.

Having heard Qin Mu's words.

Li Er suddenly feels his thinking has become clear.

Realm.

This must be the gap in realm!

For him, fighting is an art.

For himself, fighting is just the act of a brute.

Sigh...

At this moment.

Ji City Royal Palace.

Goguryeo Wang Gao Jianwu is pacing around the hall in agitation.

Spies have reported.

The Qin army won a battle during the day and, in their arrogance, have actually started a victory banquet. The entire army is drinking and eating meat, and one can see their joyful atmosphere from far away on the hilltop.

His subordinate generals suggest taking advantage of the Qin army's reckless celebration to raid the camp tonight.

Perhaps one battle could settle the fate of the world!

But Gao Jianwu is very hesitant.

His impression of that golden-armored divine general is too profound.

He always feels that a golden-armored general who is like a god descended to earth must be a self-disciplined person. It is impossible for him to be so dissolute, celebrating recklessly before the battle is completely won.

There might be a trap.

Having witnessed the combat power of the Qin army during the day, Gao Jianwu is deeply worried.

Once the camp raid fails, it will be a result of total destruction.

Cannot raid!

And dare not raid!

Only by relying on the city walls to hold out and slowly exhausting the Qin army's strength is the right path.

Fortunately, there are still 100,000 troops in the city. Ten against one is enough to exhaust the Qin army to death.

Thinking about it, Gao Jianwu still feels it is not right.

That golden-armored divine general is too powerful!

With such a figure in the Central Plains, his plan to invade the south will likely not have a good outcome.

For the sake of the army in Liaodong and a smooth southern invasion, he must spare no cost to eliminate this golden-armored divine general.

Even if it means trading 100,000 troops for him, it is worth it!

Gao Jianwu immediately writes a royal decree.

He hands it to his trusted confidant to deliver the order to the Liaodong army. He demands that the army immediately withdraw to Ji City.

To surround and kill that golden-armored divine general under the walls of Ji City!