"Didn't arrange for the army to attack half-way?!Brent ...... What the hell was he thinking?"

The army crossed the Tria from the shoals in an orderly manner without encountering any attacks. In the face of this strange situation, even Truman, who was experienced in the battle formation, was like a cloud.

"What about that long and narrow corridor?!" Truman asked the adjutant again, "Has Helrington been attacked?"

"Nope. The adjutant quickly shook his head.

"Isn't the ambush our target?"

"This ......," the adjutant also looked puzzled, "According to the messenger, Lord Helrington has searched the narrow strip of land carefully, and has not found any sign of the ambush. ”

"How is this possible?!" Truman looked stunned.

The opponent, who was originally thought to be a strong enemy, repeatedly made stupid moves when the two armies clashed. This sense of perversion put Truman in a dilemma.

"I think...... Maybe Lord Hairington was right. The adjutant weighed his tone and said his opinion, "Brent is a little clever, but only clever. He may be good politically, but he is ...... militarily."

No matter how much he attaches importance to his opponent, Truman, who heard this argument again at this moment, can't help but start to re-examine the strength of Brent as an opponent.

- Maybe it's true, as they say, that gentleman is a political giant, a military child......

"Legionnaire, Lord Helrington has made his way through that narrow strip of land, lining up on the plains for reinforcements. The adjutant reminded, "According to his report, Brent who had fled back was hastily arrayed, and now was the opportune time to attack." ”

Truman held his chin and groaned for a moment, and when he looked up, he was shocked to find that the adjutant had already looked expectant.

"Do you think so?"

"Legionnaire, I can't hide it. Not only me, but the rest of the senior generals and even the junior officers thought so!" He waved his hand again and explained in a panic, "Of course! I don't think your plan is bad, it is absolutely safe. Can...... Time is running out for you, my lord, and you said that the most important thing in war is to be timed, right?"

"Timing...... So you think the time has come?"

"This, yes!"

"I see!" Truman nodded, "I may be really old!"

"This, there is no such thing!"

Truman patted the adjutant on the shoulder, "Okay! I'm just saying it casually." In the future, the Grand Duke will still have to compete for the throne, and I must not fall here until I completely defeat those kings represented by Lawrence, the Lion of the North!"

"This kind of momentum is the Legion Elder I know!"

"You've learned how to shoot horses, too. Truman smiled, and his face, which was somewhat old age-spotted, said, "Tell the troops to start marching! Let me see for myself whether the Brent on the other side is a dragon or a worm!"

It was not until mid-dawn that Hosent's army passed through the narrow strip of land in turn. And surprisingly, this battlefield was actually the decisive battle site that Truman had chosen at the beginning!

- Everything went so smoothly, it was like destiny was mine!

But despite this, Truman maintained due vigilance. He was not in a hurry to attack, but observed the enemy formation with Helrington while arranging for the large army to eat in turn.

"It's an idiot!"

People nodded their heads at Helrington's comments, and even Truman couldn't help but have the same thoughts after observing the enemy formation.

Just as Valente knew the composition of Truman's army, so did Truman know the composition of Truman's army.

But now, Berrent, who knew that his strength was inferior to his own, put on a military formation that was in a hurry. The formation of the Losente side is raised in the center, supplemented by elite light cavalry on both sides, which is undoubtedly a formation that represents an attack in the art of war.

If this alone were to be true, Truman would at best be judged as decent. After all, Truman's army had just waded through the water, and it was not a decent tactic to attack and test while his own foothold was not stable.

But the crux of the matter is, in that case, why didn't Brent choose the more labor-saving half-crossing attack?

And......

"What a taboo in the art of war!" Truman muttered to himself.

Yes, what really made Truman look down on him was the composition of the opponent's formation.

Brent placed the motley infantry regiment in the central bulge, but placed a small number of elite infantry and light cavalry on the flanks, an arrangement that could easily be broken through by the Chinese army. And once the vital Chinese army is defeated, then everything is a foregone conclusion.

"Did he want to be surrounded and divided by the best men on both wings?" Truman probably guessed what Burrent was thinking, but he was amused by the young man's whimsy.

Because such a tactic must be established under the condition that the Chinese army is elite and able to withstand the impact, and when the troops are arranged, the Chinese army will generally be placed behind.

In other words, it should be a concave formation that represents defense, not a convex formation that represents offense.

"Master Truman. "Do you still think that gentleman has any skills, and in my opinion, he is not even qualified to carry your shoes!"

Had it not been for the latter sentence that somewhat salvaged the impulse in their tone, the officers of Hoscent almost glared at Helrington.

But Truman, who knew his character, waved his hand disappretently, "Maybe I'm too cautious." So, according to Lord Harrington, what should we do next?"

"Before he changes his mind, I will be the vanguard of the attack on the Chinese army, and I will cut off his head with my own hands, just like I did to his father!" the corner of Hrington's mouth showed that cruel smile again.

"......," Truman muttered for a moment, "but please be careful, after all, we have just crossed the river, and the army is exhausted, so we must not underestimate our opponents!"

"Don't worry!"

When Helrington left, Truman ordered again.

"Adjutant, inform the army that they must control the amount of food they eat, and they must not overeat! I announce, in half an hour, they will line up and prepare to attack!"

He gave an order to his subordinates.

Almost at the same time, Brent smiled, who saw the other party's movements.

"They've taken the bait! However, I managed to make a series of stupid moves, and finally put up this stupid formation in Truman's favorite battlefield, and if they didn't take the bait, then I would have to retreat to the city to defend in disgrace. ”

"But it's also your chosen battlefield. Charlotte said to Brent with admiration, "You have chosen their graves with your own hands!"

"That's right! Hostant is far from exhausted, the army has just eaten, and it is just when our physical strength is weakened! This is our only chance!"

But despite this, it is not yet known what the outcome will be. Edie poured a scoop of cold water at the right time.

"So......" Brent patted them on the shoulder, "whether they will break through my Chinese army first, or whether we will divide the army that surrounds them first." All...... It's up to the two of you!"

"Don't worry, I'll do my best!"

"Hmm!"

The two nodded, intending to return to the camp they were in charge of.

"Charlotte!" Brent suddenly called out to Charlotte, "do you remember what you promised me?"

Charlotte turned her face sideways, and immediately understood what Burrent meant, he was talking about the arrangement of Nell in the event of failure.

Brent, who looked confident, was not sure of winning.

"Hmm!" Charlotte tapped her temple with her index finger, "Don't worry!"

- But I'm not going to let things get to that point!

Charlotte silently swore and walked side by side with Edie.