"What do you want to say?" Meru was in a very bad mood, he had no patience, and the roaring campfire was a reflection of his mood at the moment.

Kebot smiled faintly, completely ignoring Meru's anger, "The army of the Locke Empire has deployed more than a thousand troops in the Kanya Pass, and with the combat strength of our vanguard army, although we can take here, we will definitely suffer heavy losses in the end!"

"So what?" said Meru, stunned, looking at his mentor in surprise.

"So, we should advise Sandotong to take the lead and not rush to attack the Imperial army's defenses..."

Kebot paused for half a beat, as if to organize the wording, "The best thing to do is to ask Prince Nuliv for a batch of heavy crossbows purchased from the orcs..."

"But Commander Sandor..."

"Even if you want to attack...", Kebot's voice increased, overpowering what Meru was trying to say, and after Meru gave up arguing, he lowered his voice and said, "Even if you want to attack, you should at least wait until after dawn, or build several mobile arrow towers with strong protection, or build a few cowhide carts with strong protection before you start attacking with all your might." ”

"You're saying you're going to make this suggestion to Commander Sandor?" said Meruld, frowning.

"Of course, as a member of His Majesty's staff, I am qualified to present my opinion in this campaign!" said Kebot with a smile.

Meru looked at Kebot in surprise and said, "If this is your advice, even if it is correct, Sandor will not listen, he will..."

Speaking of this, Meru's face changed slightly, and his tone unconsciously increased: "What do you want to do?" You know that Sando will not agree to your suggestion, and even if he originally planned to do so, he will act in the opposite direction because of your suggestion, do you know the consequences of doing this?" He took a deep breath and said in a low tone: "The vanguard army will suffer heavy losses because of this!"

Kebot smiled "hehe", glanced at the soldiers shuttling back and forth in the distance, and whispered, "Isn't this exactly what you want?"

"What do you mean?" said Prince Meru's face turned cold.

Kebot's eyes were cold, and he gently stirred the burning bonfire with a twig, "Even the Shanhu Sheep tribe can't afford to lose five thousand elite warriors, and after tonight, this tribe will slowly degenerate from a middle tribe to a small tribe, and at that time, what does it matter who they support?"

Hearing this, Meru's hands couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at Kebot.

Kebot continued to stir the coals, and the burning bonfire grew brighter and brighter under his stirring...

Meru quickly retracted his gaze, and he slowly looked at the burning bonfire along the branch of the charcoal fire that Kebot had stirred, and after a long silence, he said, "But those warriors are innocent, and besides, this will affect our future battle plans, I am afraid..."

"No one is innocent, Your Highness, this world is the weak, and if you want to ascend to the throne, you can't have such thoughts. Kebot's tone was cold, "This is the best chance to weaken the Mountain Lake Sheep Clan. ”

"Also, do you really think we have a chance to break into the interior of the Locke Empire this time?" Kebot put down the number of stirring the bonfire and turned to look at Meru, "Do you know why His Majesty didn't give you command of your troops?"

"Why?" said Meru, stunned, and looked at Kebot, who had never understood the question.

"Because we won't win at all...", Kebot said with Meruld's surprised face, "Even if there is a victory, it will only be a short-term victory, and the Locke Empire is stronger than you think." ”

"So, even if you get the command of a unit, you will bring back shame rather than glory!"

"There are orcs pinning down the main force of the Locke Empire's army, and we just need to take back our ancestors' land!" Meru was a little unconvinced, or unwilling.

"It's because of the orcs that we can't get caught up in it. Kebot shook his head slightly.

Meru said in a deep voice: "Father sent 50,000 troops for this!"

"This is just a group of bandits gathered by the tribal chiefs to compete for the wealth of the empire's territory!" Kebot said: "Your Highness, the real army is not like this, you look at the army of the Locke Empire, and then look at the army of our Balu Kingdom... Even if our fighters are fearless, the gap in strength cannot be bridged by shouting a few slogans!"

"But this time?" said Meru, a little faltered.

Kebot shook his head, "There's no plan at all, haven't you discovered what these 50,000 troops have in common?"

"The common denominator?" said Meru.

"Who is in command of this unit?" said Kebot, a different question.

"Prince Nulif!" Meru replied, "Patriarch of the Segal clan, Prince Nulif!"

"You still don't understand?" said Kebot smiled.

"You mean—" Meru's face changed suddenly, he couldn't stay calm anymore, and the volume of his speech increased imperceptibly, but he was visibly aware of something, and suddenly covered his mouth. At this moment, his exposed eyes were full of incredulity.

Kebot smiled coldly, then squatted down, and moved forward a little, so that his whole body was in front of the flames, "The main purpose of our Balu Kingdom's war against the Locke Empire this time is to help the orcs contain the eastern forces of the Locke Empire, so that the orcs can concentrate on dealing with the Klan Leader army in Anku Fortress..."

He let out a sigh, "Maybe our army will be able to triumph all the way to get everything the orcs promised us some time before the war, but..."

As if thinking of something, Kebot suddenly fell silent.

"But what?" asked Myru immediately.

As if he was in a meeting, he muttered, "However, they don't know how powerful the Locke Empire is, it won't take long, maybe three months, or half a year... It won't be more than half a year, as long as the Locke Empire survives this time, the power they burst out will make the entire continent tremble!"

"Didn't the orcs plan to split the Locke Empire?" Prince Meru was puzzled.

"Maybe, but it's not so simple to split the Locke Empire, it takes time, it's not a war that can be solved, before that, whether it's an orc or an elf who has been quiet for three hundred years, it won't be the opponent of the Locke Empire!"

Prince Meru was obviously unwilling, and he asked in a deep voice, "Is there really no chance at all?"

"What kind of chance?" asked Kebot rhetorically.

"A chance to defeat the Locke Empire!"

Kebot's eyes flickered, his hands clenched into fists unconsciously, and then released, "There will definitely be a chance, but not now." ”

"We've been waiting for more than two hundred years!" said Prince Meru, a little excited.

"Soon, we have a plan...", Kebot said quietly, "The Locke Empire was just a small nomadic tribe three hundred years ago, and that is, they were not even as powerful as we are now!"

"I just want to know how long we have to wait!" "Meru doesn't care about the past.

"Soon, soon there will be an opportunity, a chance that will allow our Balu Kingdom to rise in an instant. "But not now, not this war." ”

"How long will it take!" said Meru.

"Huh!" Kebot chuckled, "Before we talk about this, should we let Commander Sandor know about our proposal?"

"Does this have anything to do with the issues we discussed?"

"Of course, if you want to join the rest of the game as a participant, you have to sit on the throne first, otherwise, you can only be a spectator, but to become the king, you must first kill the people who stop you!" said Kebot with a smile on his face and white teeth bared.

Meru's face turned grim, "Just do as you say..."After a pause, he whispered, "If I find out that this is your conspiracy, you know, I have a hundred ways to make your life worse than death!"

"Your Highness, I'm already in hell!" Kebot smiled, "and, when have I ever let you down?"