The nights in the steppe are cold, especially when the wind picks up.

From before stepping into the Great Green Sea, Loren had anticipated this war, and could guess that things definitely didn't want to be as simple as they seemed, but ......

The dark pupils slowly stared sideways, staring at the vacant seat next to the map table, and the tattered saber that had been placed on the table by Count Rammales.

Loren didn't speak, just sighed softly.

Bolino Bosival... For this Earl of Hope, who is always a little "arrogant", Loren actually doesn't hate it, and even likes this kind of rectum to some extent.

Judging from the results of Yode's original investigation, he may be one of the very few knight lords among the thirteen lords of Byrne who did not plan anything in the Council of the Round Table, let alone attempt to make any "small moves".

Probably even a simple person like Charles didn't dare to collude with Bocival, for fear of being "betrayed" on the spot by this rectum, right?

It sucks... It sucks.

For a moment, Loren suddenly felt that he was not in the camp of the Great Green Sea, but outside the eternal night of the Ancient Wood Forest—a different scene, but the same mood.

The so-called "at all costs", "strong man breaks his wrist", "rational decision" is okay to say, when it is really made... Loren wasn't cold-blooded enough to feel nothing.

In the tense tent, there was silence.

In the first battle to rescue Boe, Byrne lost a knight lord... The sudden bad news made the Byrne Army, which was originally in high morale and happy because of a small victory, a little heavier again.

I don't know how long it took... It wasn't until the candlesticks on the table were completely burned out, and the scrambling guards came in to replace a new candle, that the suffocating silence in the tent eased slightly.

"How's the situation now?" Loren turned his gaze to Count Eckert on the other side, and asked, "Have you noticed any movement on the enemy's side?"

"According to the pre-battle arrangement, the legion has been divided into five divisions and camped along the river—across the riverbank, it is difficult for the Rangers to spy on the movement of the Centaur army on the opposite side. ”

Ackert said lightly, at this moment he may be the calmest one in the entire camp: "However, Count Angot has entered the city of a thousand tents under the cover of the rangers, and has brought with him nearly two thousand mountain rock guards and a small pair of light cavalry. ”

"With the Earl of Mountain Rock Fort here, at least we can ensure that the Thousand Tents will not fall easily—even in the event of a surprise attack by the enemy, there will be cavalry to break through and deliver news to us in time. ”

"What is the state of our cavalry, can they go into battle at any time?"

"Anytime, Duke!" the person who spoke was Bell Ranmaros, the Earl of Lake, who had always been silent, but at this moment he had a bit of Bocival's demeanor, and his voice was much hoarse:

"All the cavalry of the whole army are ready, and they can meet the enemy at the first order!"

"At present, most of the cavalry is concentrated in the central barracks - according to the rotation system, we can mobilize 2,000 cavalry at any time to meet the enemy even if the enemy launches a surprise attack. ”

Eckert frowned slightly, as if he did not agree with the "willfulness" of Count Rammales; positional warfare is not a field battle, and good morale and physical strength are the most important.

Loren bowed slightly, his eyes scanned around the tent, calmly looking at the faces with different expressions.

Although there were a few twists and turns, at least the situation was still under control.

This time Loren's tactics were very simple.

To use the previous metaphor of "chains and nails", it is to keep the enemy in a state of being attacked on both sides while keeping the Thousand Tent City from falling.

In this way, the enemy could not let his guard down on the Thousand Hordes, and because of the Byrne's army encamped on the other side of the river, he risked being attacked from the back of the enemy no matter how hard he tried to deal with either side.

Using less than 20,000 people to contain an army of 40,000 centaurs sounds ridiculous and crazy, but in fact, it is absolutely feasible to rely on the cooperation of the walls of the Thousand Tent City and the infantry cavalry.

The plan itself was simple, but the most perfect strategy in the world was never as complicated as possible, and the "grand plan" was so complicated that the maps were all over the map could not be understood by 99 percent of the illiterate soldiers.

Critical, deadly, reasonable, simple... If these four conditions are met, it is a feasible plan.

Of course, the most that can be done is to contain - a disparity in forces that is twice as large, and it is also a centaur known for its agility and mobility, and it is impossible to outnumber the crowd in the unobstructed steppe.

Of course, everything is not absolute.

If you can let the heavy cavalry charge non-stop regardless of casualties, and the infantry phalanx advances step by step to compress the enemy's maneuver space, it is still possible to win, which is also one of the best tactics of the Byrnes.

But in this way, Loren will have to risk being surrounded by the enemy, suffering heavy casualties and even annihilation!

War is sometimes a pile of cold numbers, victory is not the key, how to reduce your own casualties as much as possible, while increasing the enemy's casualties, is the most important thing.

As long as the Thousand Hordes had not fallen, and as long as Byrne's military camp remained on the riverbank, the centaur army would not be able to devote all its forces to any battlefield, and Loren's goal had been achieved.

He's not the main character in this war, he's more like he's here to make trouble.

Of course, now not... It doesn't mean it won't be in the future.

"There is no need to rotate, let all the cavalry be ready!" Loren decisively ordered: "At the same time, order to the four camps except the central camp, all soldiers must be ready for battle, and must stay awake before midnight!"

"Go and prepare, Count Rammaros, and from now on, when the trumpet sounds, it will be when I give you the order to attack. ”

"Yes!"

Without half a moment's hesitation, Lanmaros stood up directly from his chair, and walked out of the camp with a golden knife, and the face of Count Eckert next to him was full of worry:

"The Duke'......"

"I see what you mean, Count Eckert, but it's all about it after tonight. Loren crossed his fingers and slowly turned his gaze to him:

"I'll apologize to you if I'm wrong, but I don't want to be right at the slightest chance. ”

Eckert was slightly stunned, and his eyes fell... He understood the meaning of Loren's words: "Did you notice something?"

"It's more like some kind of hunch, or maybe I'm thinking too much. ”

When he said the word "hunch", Loren couldn't help but turn his gaze to the side of Master Haringvan Ashamai: "I always felt that Chakar was not that kind of... Would love someone who follows the rules of the game. ”

"You mean, he'll ......"

"Either take advantage of the middle of the night and take advantage of the Thousand Tents City to capture or destroy us at all costs, or simply throw the Thousand Tents City and evacuate this battlefield as soon as possible with his army. Loren sighed:

"I don't like any of them!"

Eckert frowned, pondering for a moment, his eyes flickering.

Truly... There is such a possibility.

"If it's the latter... In any case, we have lifted the siege of the Thousand Hordes, but the enemy threat is still not in contact - 40,000 centaurs are a huge threat at all times, and it will be even more dangerous if we join up with their men. ”

The Earl of Fury Castle nodded firmly, and his tone was heavy: "If it is the latter - it is still unknown whether the Thousand Tent City can hold on, and we who are camped in the plains will indeed be at risk of being surrounded by enemies on all sides!"

"I'm not a pessimistic person, but if that happens...... dark pupils stared at the wizarding advisor of the former Grand Duke of Boi, who had been silent:

"Master Ashamai, whether your 'emergency measures' are effective or not is directly related to the life and death of all of us!"

The old man was slightly stunned, then shook his head with a mysterious smile: "Young Duke, I can use my reputation as a guarantee in case of nothing, in fact, the first to use this method was the Imperial Legion in the Broken Mountain Fortress!"

"Even if 40,000 centaurs attack at the same time, I can guarantee that as long as Byrne's knights fight to defend it, the camp will never ......."

"Enemy is coming——————!!!!"

Before the words were spoken, the hoarse cries of the sentinels were heard, echoing in the night sky for a long time!