Soon, the dense thunder of iron hooves began echoing through the valley. The narrow mountain road could accommodate no more than five horses abreast. Snow along the road danced under the pounding hooves, looking from afar like a rising bank of cloud.
He saw Liu Zhiwei feigning defeat and leading his men in a swift retreat toward them. Their formation looked disordered, but a closer look revealed that the Self-Defense Army's withdrawal was carefully controlled. Some men had even felled large trees beside the road and laid them across it to slow the Cangling cavalry's charge.
Watching Liu Zhiwei pretend to flee in defeat, Guo Dundun smiled in satisfaction. "Our deputy director is showing more and more of a commander's bearing. One hint and he understands, and he can put it into practice so skillfully. Excellent, excellent!"
Beside him, Qian Zhonglin remained stunned for a long while after hearing that. What did carrying out orders have to do with being a commander?
The whole idea was yours, so whatever you say goes. He had thought Jiang Hao's return would free him from Guo Dundun's clutches. Instead, the prince had only taken Yang Qingliu, Shi Wan, and the other cavalrymen away. He still had to remain here with Guo Dundun and watch his moods. Alas, what a bitter lot.
As they drew closer, the whole valley seemed to shake. Guo Dundun's Command Platform stood not far from the Stone-Throwing Machine formation. This battle was an entirely new test for him.
After all, they were fighting in forested terrain. Whether all these Heaven-Shaking Thunders would work remained unknown. Mountain warfare was very different from fighting on the plains, wasn't it?
In theory, they could estimate the range at which they should open fire. Once it became a real battle and that moment