"Don't spread alarm here!" a commanding officer loudly exclaimed, "In just half a month, we have annihilated tens of thousands of bandits; those remaining are petrified, coiled up, and dare not come out! How many bandits could there be in the hills and great plains altogether? A hundred thousand at most, and now more than half have been eradicated by us. The rest are not worth our concern!"
"How do you know there are a hundred thousand bandits?" Gao Fei asked indifferently.
"Uh... It's a guess..." the officer admitted.
"A guess?" Gao Fei curled his lip: "This is the first time I've heard of relying on guesses in conducting a military campaign."
"You..."
"May I ask, sir, what if your guess is wrong?"
"Impossible! I will definitely not guess wrong!"
"Hope for the best, but prepare for the worst. If, by chance, you are wrong... it could bring us immense trouble..."
"What's with all these 'ifs'! To put it plainly, you are just a coward, afraid to fight the bandits."