"Speed is the soul of war? The battle orders are classified? In other words, even at this very moment, you don't know our target, the scale of the attack, the strategic objective, or the specific battle plan?"
After hearing Chu Qingtian's words, Gu Xiongzhou froze for a moment, clearly unable to make sense of it.
Chu Qingtian, however, did not care. He said calmly, "I'm only a White Tiger General, not one of the three Hunyuan Marshals. It's enough for the Hunyuan Marshals to know what you mentioned. We only need to obey orders and strike wherever we are pointed. Strategizing from within the command tent isn't our job! Of course, only this kind of sudden assault beneath layers of smoke, striking ruthlessly before the enemy can react, often produces extra results."
"That's true." Gu Xiongzhou nodded. He was fairly convinced; this time, he had merely found it a little hard to get used to.
Then he quietly said, "I think I understand as well. Those remnants of the Divine Tomb Cult are hiding within bubbles surrounding more than a dozen super cosmic linear sources. Every bubble has a different type of cosmic radiation, as well as temporary protective barriers they built. If we set our targets in advance and let them see through us beforehand, they can stockpile large numbers of guards early on and use the advantages of the terrain to hold their ground and cause us trouble!"
A sudden assault, without setting targets beforehand—while the enemy was already few and weak, only barely holding on through the cosmic super linear sources—this method would indeed give them a terrible headache.
Gu Xiongzhou now understood the higher-ups' purpose.
During this period, the Hunyuan Mansion had constantly intensified training and publicized an impending attack on the super cosmic linear sources.