Outside the command tent, the junior officers and soldiers were so nervous when they heard this that they dared not move.
Inside the tent, the advisers and senior officers did not even dare breathe loudly.
Situ Long's eyes were bloodshot. At that moment, he looked like a gambler-not one who could not bear to lose, but one choked with frustration.
He seemed to want to vent all his fury, but after a moment of silence, he finally drew a deep breath, looked at everyone in the tent, and said slowly, "Have Deputy General Wang find a way to reassemble the army quickly."
"Yes!"
Situ Long thought for a moment, then asked, "How far are we from that fat bastard?"
An adviser beside him hurriedly answered, "Another twenty li."
Situ Long walked over to the map. "That fat bastard won a battle. Tomorrow, he'll surely press his advantage and pursue us."
He pointed at a spot on the map. "Have Deputy General Wang assemble here. Also, tell Ouyang Mingyue to dispatch ten thousand infantry overnight, along with all the heavy cavalry. They must conceal their movements!"
The adviser asked, "Commander, if we do that, will we still fight Liu Zhiwei tomorrow?"
"We've dealt Liu Zhiwei's forces a heavy blow. He won't dare make another move lightly. As for that fat bastard, if he wants to pursue us on the strength of his victory, I'll give him a surprise! Above all, keep the heavy cavalry hidden!"
The other officers beside him hurriedly replied, "As ordered!"
At first light the following morning, Guo Dundun got up. He put on a suit of armor early that morning and, surrounded by the Palace Command's various guard units, headed toward the front, eating the steamed buns and flatbreads he carried.
When the resting soldiers learned that