"How many people are escorting the convoy?"
"About fifteen to twenty. There are a lot of wagons in the convoy, seven or eight of them, and each one needs someone to drive it, so there won't be too many escorts."
Lin Taichu handed the map back to Zhao Feng.
"We won't set an ambush tomorrow."
Zhao Feng froze. "We're not setting an ambush? Then what are we doing?"
"Cutting off their grain."
Zhao Feng's eyes went wide. "Cutting off their grain? With just twenty of us? The Dantai Family's supply convoy may not have many escorts, but there are still fifteen to twenty of them. If the twenty of us go after their grain, even if we win, we'll pay a heavy price. And Dantai Lie is not far ahead. The moment he hears any movement, he'll turn back to rescue them. When that happens, we'll be attacked from front and rear, and not a single one of us will get away."
"That's why we can't wait until they reach Green Wolf Mountain to strike."
Lin Taichu stood up and patted the dirt off his clothes.
"After the Dantai Family crosses Green Wolf Mountain, their line will stretch out very long. The vanguard will move quickly, the center will move slowly, the rear guard will move even slower, and the convoy will be the slowest of all. Once the line stretches out, distance will appear between the vanguard and the center, and distance will appear between the center and the rear guard too. That distance is our opportunity."
"Where do we strike?"
"On the plain south of Green Wolf Mountain. There are no tall mountains or great rivers there, and the view is wide open. Dantai Lie will think it's very safe. The safer a place seems, the lower the