Yellow Court Mountain was not particularly treacherous terrain. Its eastern and western slopes were both fairly gentle, and it stood no more than a hundred zhang high. Given enough patience, even ordinary people could cross the ridge.
But for an army, maintaining formation while crossing the mountain was exceedingly difficult—there were only a few narrow paths worn down by human feet, while everywhere else was blanketed in dense vegetation. The several thousand enemy troops had no choice but to form long columns and slowly make their way upward.
Viewed from above, the seven or eight columns resembled patterns embedded in a green backdrop, every movement plainly visible.
Huiyang City's army was on the centermost of the three paths.
It was also the route that could directly threaten the caves.
"Sister Fang, they've entered the boundary."
"Do it."
"That's right. Once the enemy enters the caves, it'll be difficult to wipe them out..."
One of the subordinates could not help saying.
"Wait a little longer." Gongsun Fang remained calm. "We've waited this long already. There's no need to rush these few moments."
As the rebel leader, she understood all too clearly the gap in strength between her side and the enemy. In a direct battle, they did not even have a ten percent chance of victory. Thus, if they wanted to defeat their opponents, the mechanisms and traps would be crucial. Only by dealing them a crushing blow with lightning speed, before they could even cover their ears, and making them lose the will to fight in an instant could they possibly win.
So the more people entered the ambush zone, the better!
After another three quarters of an hour, when the leading column was nearly about to leave the strike zone, Gongsun Fang finally rose to her feet and blew