Chapter 415: A Wise Man Sees the Matter Too Late

Gongsun Xun saw through it as clearly as a blazing fire, perceiving the enemy's intent for this battle from the very start — yet he held his troops back... This was not because Xu You's stratagem failed to grasp this General of the Guards' character. On the contrary, the stratagem truly struck at a vital point, and Gongsun Xun was indeed tempted.

After all, such a stratagem, tailored to the opposing commander's character, is truly the hardest to guard against, because it bypasses all the advisory staff and intelligence systems of a mature military group, striking directly at the decision-making leader on the other side.

As for Gongsun Xun's character, there is even less to say. For so many years, especially after the successful campaign against Dong Zhuo catapulted him into becoming the central pivot of the realm, who knows how many schemers have been watching this General of the Guards, scrutinizing his record, pondering his past, seeking to profit from it... Who does not know that this general is arrogant toward superiors yet compassionate toward subordinates? Who does not know he most loves to rise to difficulties? Who does not know he most loves to settle everything in a single campaign?!

So in that instant, Gongsun Xun truly wanted to give the direct order for Xu Rong to lead ten thousand cavalry charging across.

But Xu Ziyuan had misjudged one thing, which left Gongsun Xun slightly lacking in desire for such a direct charge. And so, this General of the Guards held back.

Not only that, he further issued orders to Han Dang on the far eastern flank, instructing Han Yigong and the eight thousand cavalry under his command to also hold their position for the time being.

The fighting grew ever fiercer. Following Jiao Chu's death in battle, a plea for reinforcements soon came again from the front lines. Yufuluo, utterly unable to bear the grievous casualties among his own tribesmen, disregarded the potentially severe political consequences after the battle and directly dispatched his Plumed Feather riders, frantically requesting permission to withdraw slightly.

Gongsun Xun's reply was simple: he ordered this Plumed Feather rider of Xiongnu origin to go directly with his own personal attendants to Guan Yunchang, who was overseeing the left-wing battle situation, and deliver the command demanding that he strictly compel the Xiongnu cavalry forward... Should any retreat without authorization, execute them on the spot!

Guan Yunchang would certainly not spare the face of a Xiongnu Chanyu; the battle overseers immediately advanced.

Not being permitted to retreat, and instead receiving battle overseers, Yufuluo felt his entire body tremble, momentarily terrified to the extreme.

It must be said, when the realm collapsed several years ago and warlords rose together, he had indeed seized the moment to nurture his ambitions, even joining his own younger brother Huchuquan and Zhang Yang to briefly carve out territory in Shangdang and answer Yuan Shao's call. But over the past year or two, the two brothers had been following beside Gongsun Xun as personal attendants, completely cut off from the royal court troops and the northern Xiongnu tribes, and had long since been worn down into a certain tameness.

Thus, the moment Gongsun Xun revealed such an attitude, the tamed Yufuluo was the first to tremble with fear.

In truth, even putting aside how Yufuluo and these several thousand Xiongnu cavalry had been domesticated for so long, even if he still harbored some other intentions in his heart, there was no other option now... What else could be done? Could he defect on the battlefield and surrender to Yuan Shao?

To be perfectly honest, having spent so long at Gongsun Xun's side, Yufuluo truly did not believe Yuan Shao could defeat that man, alright?! Wouldn't defecting be seeking his own death?!

"The General of the Guards has commanded — Plumed Feather riders, follow me forward!" Just as Yufuluo was panicking and at a loss, Huchuquan beside him, his face contorted with ferocity, suddenly drew the ring-pommel saber at his waist.

Immediately, before his elder brother's dumbfounded gaze, he actually led the original royal court direct guards, now the Plumed Feather guards, charging out from the safety of the command position, heading straight for the front line where casualties were mounting at terrifying speed.

Yufuluo stared blankly at his younger brother. For an instant, he did want to call the other back and take his place himself, but as the last legitimate Chanyu of the Xiongnu royal line — especially with his heir, the seven-year-old Liu Bao, left behind in Chang'an — he ultimately dared not speak further, and could only let the other charge into the battlefield to fight in person.

War is a strange thing.

Cavalry against cavalry is swift, bloody, and enormously costly; but infantry against infantry, especially the collision of large-scale, tightly-formed heavy infantry, gives a sense of slowness, heaviness, even tedium.

Returning to the present, Gongsun Xun's holding back of his troops directly caused the battlefield to develop in a bizarre direction... On one hand, in a small portion of localized fighting, especially where the cavalry clashed, both sides rapidly bled each other dry; on the other hand, across the vast majority of the battlefield — that is, the main body of the engagement — the fight descended into a so-called grinding stalemate.

That is to say, although both sides suffered heavy casualties and the fighting was brutal, compared to the enormous troop numbers and the deep, dense formations on both sides, the killing inflicted at the points of contact was insufficient to cause formations to collapse, and thus insufficient to lead to a breakthrough in the battle situation.

In fact, Yuan Shao, who had soon ceased the drumming due to exhaustion, stood atop a specially constructed tall four-horse drum chariot, gazing out at the front lines. He felt the entire battlefield had almost degenerated into a game common in the army nowadays — a tug-of-war... Across the battle line stretching over ten li, it was not that no one fought valiantly forward and momentarily gained the upper hand, only to soon find themselves thrust forward into encirclement on three sides, then squeezed by more ranged attacks and more infantry, forced to retreat. It was not that some units did not suffer grievous losses during retreat, only for large numbers of fresh reserve troops to surge forward from behind, take their place, and reverse the decline.

Both sides ebbed and flowed; the battle line, at the cost of the soldiers' lives and blood, shifted forward at times and swayed backward at others, giving a sense of endless, indefinite duration.

All of this made Yuan Benchu somewhat anxious and restless.

"My lord!" Guo Tu carefully avoided Wen Chou's corpse and clambered up onto the drum chariot with effort. "Military intelligence from the east — Han Yigong, holding a full eight thousand cavalry, has not even attempted to outflank, merely using horse-archery methods to aid Guan Yunchang from the flank. From this, it seems Xu Ziyuan's stratagem has not only failed to take effect, but has instead aroused the enemy's vigilance... And if this continues, it is impossible for us to win. Instead, when we withdraw at dusk, the enemy cavalry will surely seize the moment our battle line wavers to pursue in force. At that time, it might well cause our army to collapse and be chased all the way to the walls of Liangqi City!"

"That is of no great concern!" Chen Gong on the chariot beside them shouted with effort, preempting Yuan Shao. "Liangqi City is only a little over ten li behind us; the rear army under General Ju Shou is no more than seven or eight li from the main camp outside the city! With such a short distance, as long as our four main formations — left, right, rear, and center — do not collapse and can maintain formation, covering each other as they slowly retreat, the enemy cavalry will not be enough to affect the overall situation, and the casualties will be limited... Besides, when we came, we laid out a great number of torches along the path behind us, guiding the way directly to the city walls. When the time comes, the enemy cavalry may not necessarily gain the advantage."

"I know all this!" Guo Tu also answered with effort. "But no matter what, as long as the enemy cavalry pursues us to the city walls, in the eyes of the realm this battle will still be our defeat... Should we not seek victory when facing battle?"

"Do you have any good ideas?"

"Do you have any good ideas?!"

Amid the cacophony of the battlefield, Yuan Shao and Chen Gong spoke almost in unison, but the former was a genuine inquiry, while the latter was an on-the-spot interrogation.

"My lord, I have no surefire method for victory!" Seeing Yuan Shao speak, Guo Tu ignored Chen Gong, and instead, gripping the chariot rail, addressed Yuan Benchu with a solemn expression. "I merely wish to say, since Gongsun Xun across from us has clearly seen through Xu Ziyuan's stratagem, should we not recall our last remaining cavalry seed, lest General Wen Chou's final remnant troops die in vain before the battle lines? Should we allow General Yu Jin's unit on the eastern side, which cannot join the fight because it is deployed in a triangular grand formation, to advance and engage? General Yu Jin and his Taishan troops are among our few elite main forces — at a time like this, should he sit in the rear and watch victory or defeat unfold?"

At these words, Yuan Shao and Chen Gong, facing each other across the distance, both fell into difficulty.

It must be said, although Guo Tu's ascent this time carried an implication of blaming Xu You's stratagem for failing, on the whole he was not creating mischief on the battlefield. Rather, he had truly pointed out a problem: when Gongsun Xun had clearly seen through the situation and, contrary to previous expectations, was not attempting to enter the gap between the two heavy troop concentrations to seek a great victory, should they continue to waste elite troops in vain amid such a grinding, anxious battle just to maintain this so-called trap?!

The cavalry serving as bait were indeed very precious!

Yu Jin's unit, trailing behind in the triangular grand formation, was indeed sitting idle!

The surrounding noise was utterly chaotic; the battlefield no longer possessed the neat order of the beginning. At the central army position, officers from various units continuously delivered their respective military intelligence, and Yuan Shao's Tiger Guards ceaselessly shuttled back and forth conveying military orders... Yet for some reason, amid the chaotic atmosphere, Chen Gong, now caught in difficulty, had also become somewhat flustered.

One must understand, given his character, at a time like this he should have proactively stepped forward and told Yuan Shao directly and plainly: Yu Jin must not move, let the cavalry go to their deaths, because at any moment Gongsun Xun might lose patience! Or else, he should have made a decisive call, telling Yuan Shao that Yu Jin's unit should immediately advance and the cavalry should be hastily recalled!

But Chen Gongtai had indeed momentarily fallen into difficulty... Before the battle, he had truly never imagined that a battle of this magnitude would be so agonizing. Moreover, his trust in Xu You's talent had also prevented him from making too many contingency plans for this. That he had been able to grit his teeth and agree to this strategy back then was already a great show of resolve. What everyone had worried about at the time was what to do if Gongsun Xun truly pierced through the army formation — not this strange situation now, where the question was actually whether to continue maintaining this trap.

Yuan Shao, seeing that Chen Gong did not speak, did not press him either. In the midst of a great battle, he had to respect the other as the architect of this strategic plan.

"Gongze, return for now," Yuan Benchu immediately spoke, having reached this conclusion. "Wait a little longer. Perhaps Gongsun Wenqi is waiting for our cavalry's losses to grow even greater before he dispatches his troops, seeking the least obstruction there. Go to the eastern side of the central army's grand formation, carefully observe and supervise those cavalry. If there is any change, come back and report..."

Guo Tu glanced back at the silent Chen Gong, then cupped his hands in salute to Yuan Shao, jumped down from the chariot rail, gripped his saber, mounted his horse, and headed east.

"My lord, are you waiting for Yuan Benchu to move first?" A short while later, on the other side of the battlefield, beneath the General of the Guards' canopy, military advisor Xun You suddenly reined in his horse forward, proactively drew near, and asked in a low voice.

"Yes." Gongsun Xun did not conceal it. "Since Yuan Benchu agreed to such a risky stratagem from Xu Ziyuan, he too must be hoping for victory in his heart, not a grinding stalemate. That being the case, I thought it better to wait and see if he would lose patience first... If he moves, then I move. Perhaps I can pierce through in one strike while also avoiding too many risks!"

"My lord," Xun You quietly reminded him, "Xu Ziyuan's strategy uses the opportunity for a great, total victory to tempt you, my lord, into action. But if you, my lord, wish to make Yuan Benchu move first, you must have some bait or some means of coercion, no? You must understand, my lord, you once told us that Yuan Shao is a man of many schemes but no decisiveness... That he could set this situation may not be his own decision, but rather someone else's decision made for him. Add to that the matter of Wen Chou before the battle, and his heart may already be secretly filled with confusion and turmoil. Thus, the one my lord is waiting for is not only Yuan Shao, but perhaps also someone else!"

Gongsun Xun was slightly startled, then suddenly came to realization: "If not for Gongda, I would have nearly blundered. I only thought that Yuan Shao, who sees petty gain and forgets righteousness, and who cherishes his own safety when doing great deeds, would sooner or later be unable to resist moving first... I forgot that my opponent today is not only Yuan Shao, but also Chen Gong! Gongda, what kind of man do you think Chen Gongtai is?"

"I am not intimately familiar with Chen Gong," Xun You replied softly. "But judging from his past actions, I believe this man has an obvious flaw..."

"Speak."

"He has wisdom but it falls short; he has ability but it is incomplete. Yet he insists on monopolizing decisions and taking total control!"

"Gongda, are you saying that although Chen Gong is a subject, he wishes for all matters to revolve around him? That although his talent and character are both somewhat lacking — insufficient to be mentioned in the same breath as Jiang Taigong or Zhang Zifang — he always hopes to control the overall situation, to the point that situations arise where his strength is insufficient and his judgment errs?"

"Yes!"

"Then to deal with such a man, could we make the situation strange and complex, make it exceed his capacity for judgment, and then force him to make a wrong decision amid the chaos?" Gongsun Xun raised his eyebrows slightly and continued to inquire with a solemn expression.

"I believe it is worth a try," Xun You still replied softly.

Gongsun Xun raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the curious staff officers, military officers, and army clerks around him who were all watching this spot. He paid them no heed whatsoever, instead surveying the battle situation all around, and then suddenly raised his voice to ask: "Did Yuan Shao not subdue many bandits from Mount Taixing? Where are they?"

"Reporting to my lord," Lou Gui stepped forward as was his duty. "On the western side, opposite our army's right wing under General Cheng Pu — that is, at the enemy's left wing... They are mixed in with some local magnate troops! Xu Ziyuan is coordinating and commanding over there."

"That should be Yuan Shao's weakest link, correct?" Gongsun Xun frowned and pressed further.

"Exactly," Lou Gui answered nervously. "However, these bandits are, after all, veteran outlaws. They may not be sufficient for a prolonged battle, but at this moment, mixed into the vast army formation and not yet showing signs of fatigue, they are still enough to hold the line. Moreover, our army's right wing is actually our weakest link as well. The infantry under General Cheng Demou are mostly untested new recruits from the Changshan and Zhongshan armies. It is only by relying on the effective coordination of Tian Yu, Colonel Tian's cavalry, that we can match them evenly... When we drew up the formations, it was an unspoken understanding — precisely because we saw that the enemy's elite units, Ju Yi, Li Jin, and others, were all on the eastern side, we placed General Guan Yu's and Captain Xu Huang's troops opposite them, and also placed Yigong's cavalry on the eastern flank, so that if it came to sunset, we could envelop a portion of their elite troops."

"I am not questioning your troop disposition," Gongsun Xun said with a cold laugh, gazing at the western battle line. "But from what you say, the enemy on the western side has simply not encountered a truly exceptional elite force, which is why they can maintain the situation, correct?"

"Yes..."

"In front of the central army formation are the cavalry of the Zhongshan and Changshan units, and the infantry led by Gao Shun?"

"Yes!"

"Send them all to the right wing to assist Cheng Pu!" Gongsun Xun suddenly issued the order with a stern expression. "Tell them, hold nothing back — I want to see direct results in the shortest possible time!"

"Sending the General Who Sweeps the Wilderness (Gao Shun) to the west is naturally feasible, but if we do that, won't our front be left wide open?" Tian Feng stepped forward to ask. "What stratagem does the General have? Is it to lure the enemy? Forgive my bluntness, but the enemy's center army is mostly shield-bearing armored troops. Once they close in, even if our forces encircle them, we may not be able to swallow them up immediately."

"It is not to lure the enemy, nor is there any stratagem!" Gongsun Xun answered sternly. "I merely wish to see how they will respond... In any case, both our center army and reserve forces are cavalry, while their center army is mostly heavy shield troops. If they come, we simply retreat slightly while firing arrows... Are we afraid they will catch us head-on and crush us with their shields? In short, if there is no disadvantage, it can be done!"

The assembled officers were momentarily stunned, but Gongsun Xun had already issued the order directly.

On the other side, once Gao Shun, Zhao Yun, and the other officers attached to the center army received their orders, they moved with immediate and orderly precision. The cavalry wheeled around, the front ranks of infantry planted their great shields, and then they withdrew in turns. This caused the Yuan army's center to push forward almost continuously, drawing waves of urgent shouts. Without needing any military intelligence report, Yuan Shao and Chen Gong had already detected the anomaly there.

They saw with their own eyes that Gao Shun, the General Who Sweeps the Wilderness — renowned across the realm and regarded by them beforehand as a critical foe — had actually taken the initiative to lead the Vanguard Camp and yield the frontal battlefield. Under the cavalry cover of that General Zhao who had earlier defeated Wen Chou, he shifted toward the west.

"Raise spears!"

A moment later, before a battle formation somewhere on the western side, Tian Yu's Youzhou cavalry, who had just circled to the flank of a Yuan army unit and loosed a single volley, saw Zhao Yun's Changshan cavalry arriving. With practiced coordination, they immediately moved eastward, yielding the tactical space. Zhao Yun led his thousand riders at a gallop, and at their commander's order, they raised their long spears in unison.

Not following up with another round of ranged attack — were they actually going to charge and trample with spears directly?

This Yuan army unit, having just endured a volley of arrows, dared not be careless. Its spearmen immediately converged in the direction of this cavalry force, raising their own long spears to face them from a distance. Infantry with defensive preparations, with flanks and rear properly protected, had no fear whatsoever of a cavalry charge!

However, Zhao Yun, charging at the forefront, chose the same withdrawal route that Tian Yu's unit had taken just before. As he reached the enemy line, he made a turn, tracing an arc before the enemy formation, and at a distance of just over ten paces, grazed past the enemy line and slipped into the strategic space specially reserved for cavalry within Cheng Pu's great formation.

It seemed to be nothing more than a feint — or perhaps they were simply intimidated by the tight defenses of the enemy's great formation and had no choice but to abandon the intent to charge.

But just as this Yuan army unit, which had raised its long spears, was about to breathe a sigh of relief, they heard the enemy commander who had led the charge and grazed past their front line let out a great roar and issue a forceful order:

"Throw!"

A single syllable. Even if the Yuan troops on the battlefield heard it, they could not react in time to grasp its meaning. But it did not matter. As the cavalry unit following behind Zhao Yun, turning at the bend, used their horses' momentum to hurl their long spears, the opposing Yuan troops who had raised spears in defense comprehended the power of that syllable through massive casualties!

They had never imagined that cavalry on the battlefield would throw their primary combat spears just for a single strike! And that an entire unit of cavalry would hurl their spears at them in rapid succession!

One must understand that, whether cavalry or infantry, throwing spears was of course one of the common tactical actions on the battlefield, and its killing power was immense. But such a thing was usually done only by individual soldiers in desperate straits or during pursuit. In truth, whether cavalry or infantry, their primary combat spears were simply not designed for throwing. Once thrown, they were very difficult to recover! If the throw missed, the enemy could pick them up and use them in return!

As for spears specifically designed for throwing, and specially devised collective spear-throwing tactics — these certainly existed, and existed widely, but they were far more prevalent in Rome and its surrounding regions, ten thousand li away. In the Eastern Empire, at least in the Great Han Empire of this time, they were truly rare.

And to speak frankly, although the killing power was immense and the effect superb — so much so that a single volley from a thousand cavalry nearly shattered the defenses of this Yuan army unit, which numbered a full two thousand men — the soldiers of both armies who glimpsed this tactic from afar did not think this Changshan cavalry, flying the Zhao banner, was particularly wise... until the cavalry threw their spears and parted, and the famous great banner of the Vanguard Camp, along with over a thousand fierce armored troops, appeared behind this cavalry unit. Then they charged on foot into the enemy formation and began slaughtering the enemy troops who had already lost the protection of their formation.

This Yuan army unit, numbering as many as two thousand men, collapsed almost instantly, becoming the first unit on the entire battlefield to throw down its armor and flee as a formed body. And their commander — Tao Sheng, the former Black Mountain bandit chief and former minor clerk of Neihuang, who had been appointed General of the Household for protecting Yuan Shao's family — also perished on the spot under the wolf-and-tiger-like assault of the Vanguard Camp, though no one knew who claimed the credit for his death.

Zhao Yun led his unit back around, calmly following behind the Vanguard Camp to retrieve their primary combat spears. Then he split his force in two and headed straight for the Vanguard Camp's flanks, seeking to assist them in further exploiting the victory.

After the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, Yuan Shao and Chen Gong, who had been shaken by the sudden large-scale advance of the front army, received the military intelligence report sent from the western left wing. Once again, they fell into a certain strange posture of standoff.

To call it a standoff may not be quite right, but from the surface, it indeed appeared so... Yuan Shao and Chen Gong stood separately atop two wagons, facing each other, yet neither could make a decision.

Yuan Shao was widely known to be full of schemes but slow to decide. He was in fact very intelligent, and his mind could conceive of many possibilities, but at this critical moment, he was waiting for someone to speak up and make the decision for him. And that person, without a doubt, at this very moment, was naturally the ever-resolute Chen Gong.

Correspondingly, Chen Gong also wished to make a decision in his heart, yet he truly had not grasped Gongsun Xun's objective and had momentarily fallen into a state of bewilderment.

And at the same time, this Chief of Staff of the Yuan clan, who had actually planned and decided the strategy for this battle, absolutely could not permit himself to remain so indecisive any longer.

The last time Guo Tu came here, his silence could still be interpreted as refusing to withdraw the trap, continuing to maintain the attrition of the decoy cavalry and the immobility of Yu Jin's unit. But what about these two times?

Just now, the center army reported that after the enemy forces ahead suddenly withdrew, they had successfully pushed forward, but because the troops lacked equipment suited against cavalry, they needed support... At that time, Chen Gong had already hesitated once. He truly did not know whether this was a trap to lure the enemy or some other tactic, and so he hesitated for a moment, not daring to send reinforcements!

But if he did not send the Yuan army, and just let the front army sink in like this, what would happen when they were finally encircled by cavalry?

He could not simply order a retreat, could he? The battle situation was not yet lost; they still had to seek victory, did they not?

And this time, the western battlefront had suffered the most direct and outright formed-unit collapse since the battle began, which, on top of his anxiety, caused a divergence in his thinking about Gongsun Xun's true objective!

What exactly was the opponent trying to do?

"Gongtai, what exactly is Gongsun Wenqi trying to do?" On the drum wagon, Yuan Shao finally could not help but speak up and earnestly inquire. "And how should we respond? Should we send reinforcements? Which unit of reinforcements? And to where? To assist the western defense, or to assist the center army's forward thrust?"

Chen Gong started to speak, then stopped.

"My lord, do not hesitate!" Amid the standoff, Guo Tu had gone and returned, and now openly raised his voice to urge Yuan Shao. "Up front, the Xiongnu Chanyu Yufuluo is already fighting in person at the front line. Our cavalry can hardly hold on any longer... My lord, please make a swift decision!"

Yuan Shao nodded slightly, then again looked earnestly toward Guo Tu: "What does Gongze think should be done?"

Guo Tu opened his mouth to speak.

But at that very moment, Chen Gong, almost by instinct, blurted out and cut him off, speaking first: "My lord, matters having come to this, there is no choice but to stake everything on one throw! Send Yu Jin's Taishan troops to thrust forward into the center army to meet the White Horse Volunteers... We were already resolved to risk all for a three-tenths chance of victory anyway. The moment of battle is here — how can we wait any longer?!"

Guo Tu was momentarily speechless.

Seeing this, Yuan Shao let out a long breath and once again became resolute: "Gongtai speaks well. We can hesitate no longer. Pass my order: dispatch Yu Jin's unit forward! Thrust straight toward where the White Horse banner is!"

"Yu Jin has moved!" A moment later, Lou Zibo, who had been puzzled for quite some time beneath the White Horse banner, suddenly noticed a general stirring in a certain part of the opposing formation, following the direction of Gongsun Xun's gaze. Then he abruptly understood. "No matter where he goes, the enemy's great triangular formation on the eastern side can be considered dismantled! My lord, you can dispatch the troops now!"

"Bojin!" Gongsun Xun's expression remained as usual as he turned his head to look at Xu Rong, who had been waiting for a long time. "The Volunteers are also yours. I will go and station myself in Yunchang's formation... Eleven thousand elite cavalry, with Yide and Wenyuan to assist you. I ask for nothing else — only that you break through that gap where the enemy cavalry is located, link up with Yigong who has circled to the rear! This battle will then be enough to achieve great merit!"

Xu Rong bowed to receive the order. When he raised his head, Gongsun Xun had already cast aside all the troops and was riding eastward alone.

————I am a dividing line heading straight east————

"At the end of Han, when the Grand Ancestor of our dynasty was pressing Yuan Shao hard, Shao made Chen Gong his Chief of Staff, giving him full control of the battle situation. Matters became difficult to decide, and the Grand Ancestor grew increasingly unable to act. Xun You was at his side and first offered a plan, saying: 'Chen Gongtai has wisdom but is flawed, has schemes but is slow, and is especially prone to making arbitrary decisions — he can be thrown into confusion and then taken!' The Grand Ancestor followed his advice, and Gong then attended to one thing and lost sight of another, making decisions that missed the mark." — A New Account of the Tales of the World, Chapter of Appreciation and Judgment

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