It was easier to handle the situation once someone took the lead.
The other three scholars were also inspired and began shouting on the battlefield.
"Clad in golden armor after a hundred battles in the yellow sand!"
"Ice-cold steeds enter dreams amidst the river's frost!"
"The horn calls us back to join the encampment!"
"The wheels rumble, the horses whistle..."
The last phrase had just been half-shouted when Chu Ge and the other two scholars glanced over in unison. The scholar immediately realized something was wrong and quickly shut his mouth.
This had just exposed his lack of poetic skill!
Shouting the wrong meanings in poems wasn't acceptable either!
Seeing Chu Ge succeed, the scholars racked their brains to recall military and frontier poems; regardless of their usefulness, they shouted them out anyhow.
Fortunately, even if they shouted incorrectly, there was no penalty or reduction of the buffs on their allies.