Ambush soldiers are a skill, and chasing soldiers is an art.

Don't look at the novel, the enemy is ambushed at every turn, with heavy losses, fire attacks and arrows, and no injuries to kill the enemy. Fake.

Don't look at the story in which the enemy army was routed, fled in a hurry, our army pursued and covered, did not return for several days, and beheaded the enemy without any record. Imaginary.

For an army that is easily ambushed, you can almost defeat it head-on; for an army that is not so easy to be ambushed, if you want to reduce casualties and win a perfect victory, you need to do a lot of intelligence work to lure the enemy and deceive the enemy; for a powerful opponent who cannot be defeated without ambushes, there is only a reason to defend the enemy in terrain such as natural danger to extract a confession or attack him to save him, and ambush and return to help; for the enemy who cannot be defeated at all...... Ambush is just a bit of dignity to make you defeated, and give you a reason to fight GG.

As for the pursuers, it's even more elaborate. watched less anti-Japanese dramas, and chased and chased the pursuing troops and was ambushed. The generals who command the army are all sullen people who help hard-hearted, and keeping the reserve is a truth that generals with a certain quality understand. While you are chasing the fleeing enemy, your own army is also in the awkward position of being disorganized. What? Organized pursuit? Others run away, you have an organized pursuit, chase after you?

There are not too many examples of taking advantage of the blindness and carelessness of the localities in the pursuit of the situation to organize anti-encirclement, anti-ambush, and anti-annihilation.

Therefore, the old saying that Lin Mo enters and poor Kou Mo chases is especially scientifically based, not a veteran general who has been in a hundred battles or has bought the other party's high-level internal line, who dares to pursue on a large scale?

Unless it is terrain superiority or absolute superiority in troops, pursuit is a military operation that tests the commander's ability more than an ambush. Abandon the idea of cavalry invincibility, a dense bush and low forest can make your cavalry's kinetic advantage disappear, and without the speed and impact of the cavalry, a group of farmers can deal with it with a dung fork. Not to mention the situation where the horse stumbles in actual combat, in gravel and potholes. Horses can take off themselves and the knight on their backs.

Carlos spent two days in a state of cranky thinking, finally convening a military meeting in the early morning of the third day after the departure of Ilsawens, the troll priestess of the Evil Moss Clan of Zumashal, and the human assassination force that followed her.

"Carlos, according to the trolls, Zumashal is more than four days away from our current Northland fortress. We're just starting to catch up now. Is it too late?" asked Tulayan, with some concern.

"Well, as a rule, it's late. Carlos actually admitted that Tulayan had a point.

"Then don't sell the guanzi, okay, I don't believe that a guy who fought with the army at the age of fourteen would make such a mistake, let's say it, don't sell the guanzi. Tulayan spoke the minds of the other generals present.

"If it were common sense, we wouldn't have been able to catch up with the Troll Priestess Ilsavins. But that priestess Ilsawens must not trust us either, and it is certain that she will go around in circles with our small detachment. ”

Carlos wasn't finished yet, just a pause. Henry Shet, Grand Knight of the Alterac Knights, interjected and interrupted his Majesty.

"But Your Majesty, we are not familiar with this land, and even if we are natives of Stratholme, we will not go through the mountains and forests to deal with trolls. ”

With his elbows on the table and his fingers crossed under his nose, Carlos posed in a classic pose and asked in a low, slightly hoarse voice, "What do you think of magic?"

"Forehead ......"

"Something amazing...... Stuff?"

"Very easy to use......

Everyone has their own opinion on magic.

Fear. Envy, yearning. Admire, or both.

But no one can put into words how well this complex sense of sense.

"Aren't you all curious why I left my magic advisor behind in Alterac and didn't have a single mage with me this time from the north?" Carlos asked rhetorically.

Everyone was speechless, Your Majesty Carlos, what is the point of you selling this pass, we know that you are wise and martial. You can go on.

"It's a secret. ”

Carlos replied solemnly.

"Carlos, a hundred Alliance warriors are in danger for your plans, please don't make such jokes. Tulayan was a little unsettled.

"I'm not kidding, but I want you to swear a secret. ”

I swear.

I swear.

I swear.

......

After everyone present pledged to pledge not to divulge Carlos' next words, the king of Alterac said something that moved everyone.

"From the beginning. My target is Zumashal. ”

"Wait, in the first place, when was it, Carlos, please explain. Tulayan felt a little frightened.

"From the moment the decision was made to send troops. ”

There was silence in the conference room.

"You don't think I've accepted the Lordaeron Kingdom's request to come to Stratholm to make a show, do you think that the High Elves of Quel'Thalas will let us enter their territory to fight the trolls? Generals, warriors, my friends, the Hillbride Hills, where our compatriots are fighting bloody battles with the tribes, and every moment the soldiers are shedding their blood, do you think I'm here to build the fort for a vacation?"

Carlos's voice was high.

"Repair the fortress, beat the active trolls in the Stratholme area, the trolls of Zuaman annoy the enemies of Zuaman, my mind is never on the trolls, orcs! tribe! If you don't defeat the strong enemy who stands in front of the alliance, when will this war be over!"

"Your Majesty......" The generals of Alterac looked at their king, Carlos, speechless with the sudden majesty.

"Do you know why I want to do it myself? not because I can't trust you, and it's not because it's not for some useless feats. I'm a king, I'm already a king, and I don't need those flashy feats. I'm here to end the mess here in Stratholme as soon as possible, and then use my identity to suppress people so that I can bring you all back, Hilbride, only Hilbride is the place where the warriors should shed blood, and Talenmere is the home of our Alterac people!"

Although Tulayan is still a rookie in politics, he is already a qualified commander under the guidance of Lothar.

"Yes, use the Northland Fortress to block the troll's southward passage, so that only a small number of mobile troops and fortress guards are needed to defend the entire Stratholme area, as long as Stratholme City uses the Northland Fortress as a base pillar to build more sentry towers, the trolls don't think about cholera Stratholme, as for the main force of the trolls, let the High Elves deal with it." "Although Tulayan likes Aurelia and has a sense of closeness to the High Elves who love the house and Wu, as the adjutant of the Supreme Commander of the Alliance, Tulayan's ass can't be more upright, and taking the interests of the Alliance as the starting point is a basic consideration.

"So, the arrival of the priestess and Mr. Duya was a surprise, and I had secretly sent troops close to Zumashar half a month ago. You guys, haven't you noticed that even if you don't consider the twenty hundred-man team I sent out to clear the trolls, haven't you noticed that there are nearly six hundred people missing from the large army?" Carlos said and asked rhetorically, "Is it true that you didn't find out or dare not say?" Are you stupid or am I so terrible that you don't dare to ask?"

Carlos pulled a small bag from his waist and threw it on the table.

"Inside is a magic pointer made by the master brick, which always points to the location of Zumashal. ”

With that, Carlos stood up.

"I said that it's okay to treat me as a fool, I'll be a fool for everyone to see. When I'm done being a fool, I'll have to take care of the rest! Ymir, you lead the cavalry troops to be vigilant within two hundred miles of the fortress, Henry Shet, I will leave a thousand men for you to defend the fortress in case of emergencies. ”

After Carlos finished speaking, he turned to face Tulayan.

"Tulayan, leave five hundred men to help defend the fortress, and take the rest with me. ”

"Yes!" Tulayan happily agreed.

"Come, Otlante generals, and follow in the footsteps of your king. Fellows of the Knights of the Royal Order, it's time for your debut!" Carlos issued a declaration of war. (To be continued......)