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Chapter Thirty-Seven: Low-Level Great Talent

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  The two words "Red Wall" were like a deafening thunder that entered Liu Feng's ears, the rumbling thunder pierced his eardrums, rushed into his mind, and cut off the tangled thoughts accumulated in his head.

  Since withdrawing from Fan Castle in the south, he had always thought that the Battle of Red Cliffs would unfold as he knew it would. However, since arriving at Xia Kou, all sorts of things have happened, making him increasingly suspect that this war may not go on as he knows it will.

  The powerful two-pronged attack of the Cao army, the wavering morale of the people in Xiakou, and the tardy deployment of troops by Eastern Wu all made Liu Feng begin to doubt the outcome of this war. He even thought that under the circumstances where the combined forces of Liu and Sun were outnumbered, it would be better for them to defend Xiakou firmly with the advantage of a strong city and navy.

  So, for these days he has been thinking, in the past history, those life-and-death wars, why did they occur at Red Cliff, until today, after listening to Xu Shu and Zhou Yu's conversation, Liu Feng finally solved the puzzle in his heart.

  According to the map, Chibi is located more than 20 miles west of Lukou. It was named after Chibi Mountain. The land to the west of the mountain is dense with water and marshes, making it extremely difficult to march. After passing Chibi Mountain, although there are still many rivers and mountains, there is a relatively flat corridor in the middle called Xiangpu Corridor.

  Therefore, Zhou Yu wanted to defend Lukou, the best choice was to occupy Chibi, relying on the mountain danger to stop Cao Jun's land advance, forcing him to only have a decisive battle with himself in the Yangtze River.

  Far away in Chaisang, before the troops were dispatched, such a meticulous and far-reaching battle plan was already drawn up, which can be called "operating in the tent, winning thousands of miles away".

  Is this Zhuge Liang's real strategic power?

  Liu Feng was moved, and the people present also suddenly realized. Xu Shu's wisdom is not to be said, Liu Bei and the Eastern Wu generals present, who are not veterans of a hundred battles? Even Liu Feng, who had just glimpsed the art of war, could see that Zhou Yu wanted to choose the battlefield at Red Cliff, let alone them.

  "Gongjin is truly enlightening, Gongjin's profound strategy and foresight make me ashamed that I couldn't keep up." Liu Bei, after gaining insight, lavished praise on Zhou Yu.

  Zhou Yu's face always wore a gentle smile like spring breeze, Liu Bei's flattering words couldn't tell whether he was pleased or indifferent. However, in a certain moment, Zhou Yu's eyes as clear as autumn water seemed to flash with an unusual gaze.

  That subtle abnormality would only be noticed by someone as meticulous as Liu Feng.

  "Now that the Commander-in-Chief has decided to engage in a decisive battle with Cao Cao at Red Cliff, perhaps our previously agreed-upon cooperative plan should also be slightly modified." Among those present, Xushu was the first to infer Zhou Yu's strategic intentions, and his thoughts were also the quickest to change, immediately shifting the topic from praising Zhou Yu to the main issue.

  Zhou Yu said succinctly, "This is simple. The plan remains unchanged. The northern route of Cao's army on the Han River will still be handled by Lord Guan and others, while I'll take care of the western route of Cao's army."

  Since Zhou Yu is so confident, then let's give him this hard-to-chew bone of Cao Cao and we can just sit back and enjoy the show.

  What a wonderful thing, Liu Feng originally thought that Liu Bei would agree with one mouth, but he glanced at Xu Shu making eyes to Liu Bei, and Liu Bei narrowed his eyes and smiled: "This is a military secret, it should be carefully discussed, no need to make a decision in a hurry. However, since the general direction of the battle of Red Cliffs has been decided, then these 30,000 stones of labor rations will be sent directly to the commander's ship. Ah Feng, quickly arrange for someone to handle this matter, it must be done quickly, and don't delay the commander's advance."

  Liu Feng was pondering over Zhou Yu's fleeting unusual gaze, wondering what kind of thoughts were hidden behind it. Upon hearing Liu Bei's order, he had no choice but to put it aside for the time being and took his leave immediately after receiving the command.

  Leaving Zhou Yu's flagship and taking his own patrol boat back to Xiakou Water Village, it was already noon at this time, and more than a dozen grain ships were still waiting at the dock.

  "My lord has given an order, quickly send grain and fodder to the Wu army's ships, let them set sail."

  The sailors waiting for lunch finally received the order, and without much urging, they all took action quickly and actively, planning to hurry up and finish transporting the grain so that they could return to their camp to eat.

  Liu Feng and Xu Shu stood on the plank bridge, supervising the grain boats moored on both sides. Suddenly, a soft sigh reached his ears: "It seems that the people of Wu really plan to go directly to defend Red Cliff."

  This seemingly casual remark, however, made Liu Feng's heart skip a beat. To be sure, when the Eastern Wu fleet first arrived, all the soldiers and civilians in Xiakou thought that the Wu people were going to help them resist the Cao army. Even Liu Feng himself did not know Zhou Yu's true intention until he met him just now.

  How did that person know about it?

  Liu Feng stopped in his tracks and turned around to look for the source of the sound. He quickly found the person.

  He was a young man slightly older than himself, with a handsome appearance and a strong masculine aura. He wore a Confucian scholar's attire in cyan, with a dignified and refined demeanor, despite being somewhat slender. He was the kind of man who would catch people's attention at first glance.

  That man was holding a bamboo book, checking something, and it seemed that he was just a low-ranking grain officer. Such a young and humble person could actually predict Zhou Yu's battle plan in advance, which couldn't help but arouse Liu Feng's strong curiosity.

  After sending away the grain boat, Liu Feng did not return to the camp directly, but walked straight to the young man and smiled: "I still have some things to entrust, follow me."

  The young man was taken aback for a moment, then realized it was the eldest son calling him, and hastily handed over the grain register in his hand to someone else, and followed closely behind Liu Feng.

  "Please sit down." Liu Feng returned to the big tent and acted very casual.

  "...under him..." The young man was apparently too lowly in position and didn't dare to be casual in front of the great General Zuo's son.

  "Standing while I'm sitting, do you want me to look up at you while speaking? My neck will get tired that way." Liu Feng intentionally made a joke to ease the tension in the young man's heart.

  The man finally stopped being polite and sat down at ease.

  Liu Feng picked up the teapot and personally poured a cup for him. The young man hastily stood up to receive it, his face filled with gratitude: "Thank you, Young Master."

  "Just now I was on the plank bridge, listening to someone talking to himself, saying 'The people of Wu really plan to go directly to guard Chibi', I would like to hear the reason for this." Liu Feng entered the topic.

  That young man was taken aback again, and his eyes blinked before he remembered that he had indeed muttered to himself like this earlier. He didn't feel embarrassed at all, and replied very frankly: "I just casually flipped through the map in my free time and felt that Lukou is a crucial place for Chaisang and Xiaokou. If the Wu people are clever, they will definitely go to defend Lukou, and if they defend Lukou, they will naturally have to occupy Red Cliff."

  His analysis was identical to Xu Shu's dissection on the boat, and if he had still been suspecting that this young man was just talking nonsense earlier, then now he really looked at this young man with a different eye.

  Surprised, Liu Feng couldn't help but ask: "Right, I haven't asked your honorable surname and given name yet."

  The young man who had brought the tea to his lips choked and hastily put down the teacup, making a bow with his hands clasped together: "Subordinate Ma Cai."

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