One of the newly appointed generals stepped closer to Tan Pengtai and whispered, "General Tan, the enemy has sent five thousand troops. Can General Fan win with only two thousand cavalry?"
Tan Pengtai simply smiled at his words and mysteriously replied, "Just watch."
Though still doubtful, the young general fell silent and returned his gaze to the battlefield.
Instead of charging head-on, Fan Wanming suddenly raised his hand and issued a series of hand signals. In an instant, the two thousand cavalry split into three groups, led by Fan Wanming and the two generals.
Fan Wanming charged straight ahead, while the other two groups of five hundred veered sharply left and right.
The Wen Army's general frowned at this sight, assuming they were attempting a flanking maneuver. Confident in his numerical advantage, he didn't issue new orders.
'Two thousand against five thousand? They are courting death.'
