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"The young master has never commanded troops, so he does not understand the intricacies involved," Cheng Shi interjected.
"Oh, Uncle Cheng, then please enlighten us on what you mean," Yin Jianren said, feeling incredulous that Cheng Shi could grasp something he could not.
"Uh... actually, I haven't fully grasped it either. I just feel that only someone who leads troops can truly comprehend this. Young master, you should participate more in military affairs in the future; only then can you better understand 'The Art of War,'" Cheng Shi maintained his usual expressionless demeanor, resembling a cold and stoic general.
"Jianren, what your Uncle Cheng says is quite right. You need to think this through. After wasting a hundred years, you are the youngest male descendant of the Jin family," Yin Qian added with a tone of admonition. Yin Jianren's mother had barely crossed the threshold of being a warrior and had passed away decades ago. She had always hoped her son would achieve great things, but he remained mired in the pain of losing the Yun Girl. His mother closed her eyes without ever seeing him succeed. Yin Qian was also anxious about his son's state but did not know how to help him. He had considered sending him into the military for training, but instead, he spent his days mingling with Mo Bao Fang and those literati scholars. Fortunately, by chance, he became a disciple of Mr. You Ran. Who Mr. You Ran was remained unclear to Yin Qian even now; however, one thing was certain—Mr. You Ran was no ordinary person. Every time he went out, no one had ever seen him leave the city through any of the gates in Yinzhou.
"Forget it; perhaps Big Dog-head He overestimated our understanding. According to his predictions, the enemy's attack will happen in the next few days. Jianren, go check if your brother has come out yet." The most pressing matter at hand was still repelling the enemy; as for studying military strategy, Mo Wen had previously mentioned that there was no need to rush.
In Yinzhou City, all gates were tightly shut. Those who wanted to escape from within had mostly done so, while villagers from nearby towns had been relocated inside the city and organized into camps by village. The reason for this arrangement was that Mo Wen explained to the Jin family it was to prevent enemy spies from infiltrating among the villagers; separating each village would effectively reduce the chances of spies gathering strength together. Even if a camp experienced a rebellion, it would be easy to manage.
On the city walls stood a few listless soldiers; this was naturally for show. Behind the walls were troops ready for action—these were soldiers from the nine battalions of City Defense. As for Cheng Shi's Tenth Battalion, they had long since slipped out of the city in batches. Inside the city, rumors had already spread as per Big Dog Head's instructions about large numbers of City Defense soldiers fleeing. Meanwhile, the main battle zone around the city walls had been designated as a restricted area.
"General, according to reports from our men who entered the city, Yin Qian has no soldiers left at his disposal; half of the nine battalion soldiers have already fled. Why does Lord Xiang Guo want us to wait? Moreover, reports from our brothers at the rear indicate that Long Jiu is only seeking pleasure and that our advance is exceptionally slow; we should have already met up with them by now but are still stuck at Chi Yi..." Hei Hu sat at the head of Shu Cang's vanguard camp outside Yinzhou City while various commanders were arranged on either side.
"Do not speak carelessly about Young Master Jiu; we are in our own camp here among brothers. If you were outside, those words would be enough for your head to roll ten times over," Hei Hu said as he looked at the one who had just spoken, his eyes devoid of any harshness.
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