Although the Great Horned Legion had used technology passed down from the Ancient Turan People to train a group of soldiers highly skilled in battle techniques,
for the sake of secrecy, they had never before organized an operation on such a massive scale.
Neither Yuan Gu Bang nor Old Bear Hide had any experience fighting cavalry. In a sense, ordinary soldiers like them were also subjects of the trial, liable to be sacrificed as expendable pawns at any moment.
Meng Chao's words were truly like a single remark awakening dreamers. Yuan Gu Bang and Old Bear Hide both stared, dumbfounded, and sank into deep thought.
Meng Chao did not care how shocked they were inwardly. He spoke in an orderly manner. "Specifically, first, we should let everyone get a good night's rest. From now until dawn is the darkest stretch of the night. On the grasslands, you can't see your hand in front of your face. The pursuers can't possibly carry out a wholesale slaughter.
"When dawn comes, I suggest we split into two groups. One group will dig pit traps and trenches, constructing a simple yet concealed line of defense around us.
"If time and manpower are truly too scarce to build a real defense line, then even flattening and knotting the weeds to trip their horses' legs would be better than nothing.
"Of course, the pursuers' charge will certainly be immensely powerful. Grass knots, pit traps, and trenches alone cannot truly stop them.
"But they can at least slow the pursuers down somewhat, making them feel as though they are fighting in a swamp, uncomfortable and hindered. It might even give those of us lying in ambush in the grass a chance to leap onto them from the side.
"The other group can spread out nearby and gather