Chapter 1008: Spreading a Net to Wait for Fish

Chen Wuji suddenly felt a bit defensive.

Lately he didn't want to engage in big or fierce fights; he just wanted to relax, watch a show, then stay hidden in the back and quietly pick up some advantages—how could that be impossible?

If his speculation proves true, this battle will surely become a tough fight.

After nearly a century of preparation as a subordinate, the Uyghur People's first battle will surely see them play their strongest hand.

Chen Wuji was in a foul mood; he took a cigarette from the box and lit it.

This stuff can indeed sometimes extend one's life.

Outside footsteps sounded, and then Kong Fang's thin, gaunt face appeared at the door: "My lord, the person was let go, just as you guessed; that old thing came up, kowtowed to apologize, and even wanted me to chop off his head, crying with tears and snot streaming, saying he'd been bewitched and asking to go down to be with his family, etc."

"Third Master, pick a few capable men and have them go with the scout camp." Chen Wuji said, "I have only one request: we must not startle the snake."

"I'll go myself." Lu San Ye said.

"You've just been running around; take a break. Your nephews and nieces can't always stay under the wings of your two uncles; that way they won't grow."

"...... Alright, I'll go pick people."

Lu San Ye thought it over, accepted Chen Wuji's suggestion, stood up with his hands behind his back and left.

Afterwards, Chen Wuji summoned Chen Li and gave him detailed instructions.

Lu San Ye didn't go himself, but after hearing Chen Wuji's rough plan, Chen Li decided to personally lead the team to scout the enemy's rear.

This person, who already showed extraordinary talent in Yunan, after taking command of the scout camp became ever more cold‑hearted and ruthless; standing there, even with a smile on his face he gives the impression that he could bite an enemy's neck.

Chen Li had just left when Lu Wanwan arrived, saying, "Husband, I'll also bring people and go along."

"What are you going to do over there? You haven't even sorted out your own affairs, yet you're already planning to muscle in on the scout camp's business?" Chen Wuji laughed.

Lu Wanwan shrank her neck, saying, "Actually I don't know what happened, but I feel the atmosphere tonight is tense; I saw Training Officer Chen Li come, guessing they want to gather intel, and I also want to contribute."

"Actually nothing much, just ran into something disgusting; focus on your own business, don't dwell on it." Chen Wuji roughly rubbed Lu Wanwan's head twice, "Don't forget we still have an agreement between us—I'm not joking with you two."

"Oh dear, you're playing with people's heads again." Lu Wanwan waved her arms, lightly punched Chen Wuji twice, and said angrily, "We haven't forgotten our agreement at all; although I'm here, we've never slacked on what needs to be done. I and Sister Zhanhong have sworn to become female generals—don't underestimate us, husband."

"Alright, I'll wait and see!" Chen Wuji laughed heartily, grabbed Lu Wanwan's fluffy hair, and roughly rubbed it a few more times.

"Husband!" Lu Wanwan stamped her foot, coquettishly shouting angrily.

"Hahaha!"

Chen Wuji laughed as he left the camp tent, taking advantage of the dinner break to begin patrolling the camp.

This is Chen Wuji's regular routine every few days.

However, tonight is relatively special; he needs to arrange personnel, add extra sentries, appear lax but be tight, the troops must sleep fully armed, and they must also take turns standing guard inside the camp tent.

The enemy is in the dark; we don't know which side they are, where they are, or their exact strength, yet they have already sent people to sneak into his main camp to probe—carelessness is not an option.

If he were the enemy commander, after figuring out the approximate situation of the enemy's main camp and feeling they could win, he would surely launch a night raid to maximize results.

Projecting our own mindset onto them, tonight probably won't be peaceful.

However, Chen Wuji did not make large-scale adjustments to the original deployment.

With those few orders, this unit forged in countless battles will surely understand what will happen tonight, and officers at all levels will naturally stay alert.

That is enough.

Chen Wuji could indeed set traps in the main camp and wait for the enemy to come, but doing so carries risk—it might let the fish escape.

The incident in Guiling Xian is a precedent.

Except those few idiots actually went into the woods at night with torches to observe his camp.

But not everyone is that stupid.

If there were enemy scouts sneaking about in the nearby mountains, any major movement or adjustment in his camp would surely be spotted by the enemy lurking in the dark.

This isn't a matter of possibility—it's certain!

Anyway, if he is that enemy commander, he will definitely do this.

"Let's go, back to sleep." Chen Wuji said casually to those following him, Kong Fang and the others.

Kong Fang hurriedly took small steps to catch up with Chen Wuji, then asked quietly, "My lord, do you suspect the enemy will launch a night raid tonight?"

Chen Wuji didn't rush to answer, but laughed and countered, "What do you think—how likely is that?"

"Pretty big." Kong Fang said, "But I somewhat doubt that old man's identity; if he really is a spy sent by the enemy, then the chance would be very high; otherwise sending such a spy would be pointless—it couldn't just be to come see the lord."

"A spy infiltrating the camp in disguise is necessarily for military purposes; if not for that, mere tailing observation would serve the same end—as long as they figure out our troop strength."

Chen Wuji nodded approvingly.

Kong Fang's idea coincided with his own.

"You're still doubting that old man's identity?" Chen Wuji asked in surprise.

Kong Fang gave a dry laugh, "That old man's words don't hold up under scrutiny, but there really are such foolish people in the world; moreover, I've personally seen people whose actions cannot be understood by ordinary reasoning."

Chen Wuji understood what he said, but such people are ultimately just a small probability.

In matters of life and death, small‑probability events can be ignored; one must still think in terms of the worst case.

"If that's really the case, we'll be able to sleep soundly." Chen Wuji gave a faint smile, turned his head to glance at Kong Fang, "Don't sleep clutching the blanket tonight—hold a knife instead."

Kong Fang's old face flushed red, "My lord, how would you know…"

"Of course I've seen it myself; find a woman to marry soon, you've been messing with the blanket every night—can your blanket still cover anything?" Chen Wuji teased.

Kong Fang's face instantly resembled an active volcano; even though night concealed it, a faint flush could still be seen.

"My lord, I'm not; it's just a sleeping habit I've had since childhood—I don't mess with the blanket." He hurriedly explained.