Act 122 One Percent

Sirne was silent, she couldn't find an excuse to fight back anyway, elsewhere she could disagree with Bai Gang's words, and there were countless reasons to fight back, but there was one thing she absolutely couldn't deny, that is, she really didn't have the ability to lead the reinforcements to victory.

After calming down, Sylne thought carefully about how to support Black Thorn Castle if he really had a thousand-strong army, and the answer was that he didn't know. The only tactic she could think of was to raise her banner and lead the charge, and she didn't know if she could win, how many casualties she would have, and whether she could help Blackthorn Castle get out of trouble in the end.

For more than ten years, in addition to the basic knowledge that she needs to learn as a noble princess and the family heirloom of the Kadian family, she has been learning the fighting methods of the paladins from the regional bishop of the Black Thorn Castle, and her age and gender are not enough for the elders to teach the experience and skills of the army.

Although even the strongest military god can't guarantee that his tactics will work, but no matter what, it is absolutely impossible to have empty troops and not know how to use them, even if it is the most lame and clumsy tactic, he actually doesn't understand it at all.

What's more, it is impossible for him to organize an army of about 1,000 people at all!

Most likely, she was only able to get symbolic support from dozens of people, and she couldn't imagine herself leading these dozens of people to charge towards the endless sea of skeletons.

It's not that I'm afraid, I just think that what this White Earl said is very right, it's not a battle, but to let those soldiers who also have families and relatives go to death!

After being silent for a long time, Sylne raised his head again, looked directly into Bai Gang's eyes and asked, "In your judgment, Count Bai, what is the probability of success in my battle?" ”

"Success? One hundredth, if a miracle happens. ”

"One percent," said Sylne's eyes, ...... brightened, "that means that as long as there are a hundred people like me, can you succeed once?" No, that's just the worst-case scenario, maybe you won't have to wait until the hundredth to make it! ”

As if he had seen Mars hit the earth, Bai Gang stared at Sylne, a girl with A-breasted eyes that had not yet fully developed, with an incredible expression.

"That's almost one percent of death!"

"Earl White sees ninety-nine percent, but I see that one percent!" "If everyone only sees the ninety-nine percent and does nothing, then we just give up resistance and stretch our necks to the undead, so that there will be less pain when we die!"

In a world that is already dark to the point of despair, one percent is enough, and I can't ask God for more. If everyone in this world had this one percent, then the undead would no longer be an invincible disaster! ”

The girl's voice seemed to have a kind of magic, and the surrounding knights and refugees were all moved to tears, and if it weren't for the fear of disturbing the conversation between the two nobles, they would almost have jumped up and hugged Princess Syrne and wept bitterly.

Even Bai Gang was a little moved, this passage of Sylne's words reminded him of the darkest time a hundred years ago, if everyone only saw the ninety-nine percent, would it be Japanese now?

Then, Bai Gang suddenly realized a problem.

"Wait a minute, Your Highness the Princess, please don't change the concept!

I never said don't resist, I'm in favor of fighting! But what I just said is your strategy, your starting point is right, but the means are ...... Well, it's a bit excessive, but the truth is that you don't have the means at all! It's your plan that's ridiculously naΓ―ve!

I've been talking about how to do it, and you're bringing the conversation to what you don't do with the default answer! Want to respond to my question with an answer that I recognize, is that okay!? ”

"No, I didn't change my mind, I was just confirming your attitude towards rescuing Blackthorn Castle." "The Earl is right, I'm not a good commander, so if I am a good commander, will the success rate increase?" ”

"Theoretically, yes, but are you sure your Guardian Knight would be a good commander? They must have never commanded a large army, right? And where do your soldiers come from? ”

"Lord Earl, I have thought about it carefully, with my current ability and strength, I will not be able to save Black Thorn Castle no matter what." Sylne took a deep breath and looked at the white steel sincerely, "But I think you have!" ”

"Me?"

Bai Gang was stunned for a moment, what he just said was so important just that he didn't want this little girl to die, there was a huge disparity in strength, and there was no possibility of winning the brave and resourceless battle. I thought she would give up when she saw the reality clearly, but she didn't expect that she still didn't give up and calmly thought of asking for help from herself. It's just a teenage girl.,It's really someone else's child??

"Why do you think so, you see, I am only surrounded by these people, and I can't help at all."

"First of all, the fact that you can serve us enough food in such a desolate place, and that you can make a vehicle out of so much steel, shows that you are very, very rich! And being rich also means that there will be no shortage of soldiers under your command, and these people are obviously not all of your soldiers, even if you have traveled across the ocean, so you have the spare power to rescue Blackthorn Castle. ”

White Steel shrugged noncommittally, it was easy to judge this, he was waiting for the follow-up from Syrne.

"Second, you have helped the expedition of the Paladins of Diliten, which shows that you are a person with a sense of justice and hates the undead, so you should be willing to help us fight the undead."

Saying this, Sylne looked directly at Bai Gang with her magical eyes: "Finally, I think you, or at least one of your vassals, should have the talent of a commander!" Otherwise, how could a huge fleet cross the Endless Sea!? ”

"Three good reasons, but not enough.

I do hate the undead, and I always believe that they must be destroyed, and I have the military strength to fight them. But...... How can you be sure that I am a good person with justice in my heart!? Could it be because of the destruction of the undead portal? You should understand that the war between the living and the dead does not affect the intrigue between the living, have you ever wondered what if I am an evil robber lord?

Is it not possible that instead of helping you fend off the undead, I will stand by and watch the battle, waiting for the undead to take over your castle of Black Thorns before going in and looting for riches?

If I really are such a person, Your Royal Highness Princess, your request for help is only adding to the suffering of the people in the castle of Blackthorn. ”

Sylne stared at Bai Gang and said with extreme seriousness: "My intuition tells me that I can trust you, and in the current situation, this is the most likely way to succeed, and I am willing to gamble." But if you are truly a heinous scoundrel, I swear that I will kill you, and then die to apologize to my relatives and people!" ”

Bai Gang touched his nose, smiled wryly and joked: "Your Royal Highness Princess, your trust is really heavy, even if I am really a bad person, I don't dare to mess around at this moment." ”

Sylne realized that there seemed to be something wrong with his attitude just now, after all, he was begging for someone now, not the other way around, and a blush flew up on his cheeks.

"I'm sorry, I went too far."

"No, if I had done it to save my homeland, it would have been nothing." Bai Gang said, "But I need to discuss the matter of sending troops to the rescue. ”

Sylne nodded in understanding, this kind of thing is also a common practice on the Anglian continent, as a lord, no matter how righteous the reason for sending troops is, he must first gather his small lords to negotiate together, after all, under the lord's feudal system, in addition to the lord's own troops, a large number of vassal small lords' troops will be used, and no one else can just give an order to send troops to fight in a daze.

Such lords usually have a reputation for being "tyrannical" in the history books.