Guo Dundun led ten thousand Self-Defense Army soldiers and twenty thousand recruits from Baishan Town to the foot of the Wumeng Mountains. Of course, they were not returning to Wumeng City, but circling along the foot of the mountains, trying to shake off their pursuers. Unfortunately, they were strangers to the terrain and could not compare with the Northern Barbarians behind them. Wherever they went, even if they erased their tracks, they still could not shake the enemy off. Their pursuers always found them within an hour.
Left with no alternative, Yu Guangguang finally proposed splitting up, with Guo Dundun leading the original ten thousand Self-Defense Army soldiers toward the Han Palace Royal Court to create the illusion that they intended to attack it.
He would lead the twenty thousand recruits in a circuit within a hundred li of Baishan Town, waiting for Jiang Hao to arrive while also raiding Xiao Lin's supply lines. That way, not only would the enemy be unable to work out their precise objective, but they would also keep leading the enemy around by the nose.
Guo Dundun quickly approved the suggestion. Yu Guangguang usually seemed unreliable, but he was still somewhat useful at crucial moments.
The two soon went their separate ways. Guo Dundun immediately led his men northwest, toward the Han Palace Royal Court. Without the twenty thousand recruits dragging them down, the ten thousand Self-Defense Army soldiers moved swiftly, disappearing from the Northern Barbarian scouts' sight in less than a day.
When the scouts reported this to Wang Chongqing, he looked utterly baffled. At such a disadvantage, the enemy actually dared to split their forces. What kind of bizarre maneuver was this?
"Do you have any good strategies, Mr. Zuo?"
Wang Chongqing looked at the masked man beside him and asked.
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