Though Lingwu City was one of Liang Prefecture's gateways, its terrain and landscape were vastly different from those of Liang Prefecture proper.
Mountains and hills abounded within its borders, rivers crisscrossed the land, and cavalry here were little more than chicken ribs—hardly able to play any major role.
Even if the cavalry were first-rate elites, and even if the mounts beneath them were Dragon Scale Horses comparable to ferocious beasts, it still would not be enough to make up for the shortcomings imposed by such terrain.
Unless this cavalry force was not actually meant to defend Lingwu City, but rather to serve as a mobile force, strategically restraining Ji, Liang, and Yan Prefectures. That was the likeliest possibility.
Where did cavalry's advantage lie?
Its greatest advantage was mobility. Especially with Dragon Scale Horses comparable to ferocious beasts, they could gallop across the land, coming and going like the wind. Today they might be in Ji Prefecture; tomorrow, they could have reached the heartland of Liang Prefecture. They were insufficient for storming cities and seizing territory, but in field battles, entangling enemies, launching harassment raids, strangling scouts, cutting off intelligence, relaying information, and so on, they possessed an enormous role that nothing else could replace.
Meng Zhao felt that the Yanping Commandery Prince's Mansion did not have the brains to conceive of such a deep strategic direction. Most likely, some capable person from the Imperial Court had advised them.
Of course, while this news interested him, there was no way for him to make trouble from it. That was also a kind of tacit understanding.
As for the second piece of news, it made Meng Zhao feel rather troubled, as though a fishbone were stuck in his throat.
"Zhu Xie Chiri. I never expected the Imperial Court to be willing to