The Heavenly Gods outside were overjoyed when they saw Uchiha Shin's army rapidly retreating in defeat, and they whispered among themselves.
The Fourth Princess and the others, however, were extremely anxious. The High Heaven Army was simply too strong.
Uchiha Shin rubbed his earlobe. After pondering for a while, he came up with a plan.
He summoned several generals.
"There's a considerable gap in strength between our Vast Sea Army and their High Heaven Army. But here in the mountains, we still have a chance to fight them."
As Uchiha Shin spoke, he drew on the ground.
"We're in mountainous terrain, with dense forests and complicated geography. We can use guerrilla warfare."
"Guerrilla warfare?" The generals looked at Uchiha Shin in confusion. It was their first time hearing of such a tactic, and they did not understand it.
Uchiha Shin smiled faintly. "Guerrilla warfare means moving constantly through the mountains and refusing to confront the enemy head-on. We use the terrain here: when the enemy retreats, we advance; when they advance, we retreat, leaving them unable to engage us directly."
"Eventually, they'll be run ragged, searching everywhere for our traces. At that point, they'll inevitably expose weaknesses. We'll wait in the shadows for the right moment, find one of their smaller units, and use most of our strength to wipe it out. By whittling them down bit by bit this way, we can destroy them."
After hearing Uchiha Shin's explanation, the generals understood much more. In short, they would use the terrain to continuously harass and drag down the enemy, forcing them to expose flaws, then attack those flaws.
Once everyone understood, they each led their troops away.
Uchiha Shin instructed his men to occupy every high stronghold in the mountains, which would give them a broader view of the