At this moment Cai Qiuhu finally reacted, but it was already far, far too late…
"Turn back and meet the enemy, the Xia Army has arrived!"
"Meet the enemy? Nearly half our men have already gone down into the ravine, how do we meet the enemy? Hurry and rush down the ravine—once we're on the North Shore we'll be fine!"
"What about the brothers in the rear ranks? The mouth of the valley is too narrow, they can't get through that fast!"
.........
The Xia Army's arrow curtain came sweeping in like a sky‑covering storm, and Cai Qiu's commanders immediately lost their heads. Some insisted they had to keep going down the ravine to break through to the North Shore, others argued they should turn back and meet the attack—their opinions actually couldn't be unified.
In ordinary times, if they couldn't reach a consensus, at worst they could just keep discussing.
But right now, what kind of critical juncture was this?
