Estrategia: Militar [work]

And two miles behind the canyon's eastern wall, a single company — the men the general had quietly trained for two years in night navigation and silent climbing — drifted up from the dry riverbed like smoke. No curses. No ghosts. Only a path too improbable for any strategist to include in his calculations.

The general folded his maps. "I didn't. But I knew the enemy believed in my reputation more than I did. They expected the Clock to tick. So I gave them a clock. And while they watched the hands move, I broke the face." estrategia militar

The general did not believe in luck.