"Send orders to Sun Guyi and Yue Yuchen to dispatch a thousand cavalry each for a probing attack."
Li Fusheng's order was swiftly passed on. Subsequently, within the previously static battlefield, two thousand-man cavalry units detached from their main formation and began advancing towards the Qian army's lines.
Zheng Fan couldn't help but steal another glance at Li Fusheng. This General-in-Chief might genuinely have some screws loose, but when it came to warfare, his mind remained exceptionally sharp.
"My lord," Liang Cheng explained, "this maneuver serves two purposes. First, to test the enemy's mettle, to see if they are all show and no substance. Second, since they've adopted a triangular formation with three distinct army groups, we need to identify which is the weakest point to target for our assault."
"Chief Zheng," Li Fusheng called out.
"Sir?" Zheng Fan, who had been engrossed in Liang Cheng's explanation, turned his head towards Li Fusheng.
