After receiving the oath of absolute allegiance from the entire five legions, the little prince Anson almost couldn't wait to hold a second meeting a week later, reconvening all the legion commanders and chief centurions to discuss what they should do next.

At this point, it was clear to everyone that His Highness Anson was no longer going to take his place in a step-by-step manner—or that he had already understood that if he didn't plan now, that dear Uncle Berion would never give him the crown easily.

But at the beginning, most people still had some kind of unrealistic "fantasy" - that His Royal Highness the little prince would not do such crazy things, and even if he needed to show his loyalty, it would probably be only in words.

You must know that it is the city of Turin, which is fifty meters high on the city walls alone - it is said that a million troops cannot defeat it in a hundred years, and it is the most powerful knight's castle that has never even been able to come to the city for three hundred years!

Generations of Turin kings, starting with Levy I, worked tirelessly to complete the capital. From the original harbor city to the "Glorious Cross City", just trying to climb the city walls is definitely not as difficult as climbing a cliff.

But now, this young and arrogant little prince has decided to take this castle, and use all the strength of the entire Hantu City to take the royal palace on the hills of Markerus in the most direct way.

"Three days, within three days, I want all of you to get ready—I'm going to take the entire army of Hantu City to capture the most impregnable fortress in the world!"

The proud little prince Anson slapped the map on the table, and the grief and sorrow of the past were completely swept away. Or that the most human things have been hidden deep in his heart, and everything must make way for what follows.

He is not a gambler, but he knows very well that if he doesn't gamble now, it will definitely not be a good thing to wait for him.

No one spoke. There was no excitement or fear on the faces—just like the day before the Battle of the Eagle's Fall Mountain, when the tension reached the limit, it was like a sword hidden in its sheath, no longer conscious, just waiting for the moment to be unsheathed.

"Now. Let's discuss the next strategic plan and the tasks of each legion. Green Turn, who was standing behind the little prince, said in a deep voice, turning his gaze to the black-haired knight to the side: "Start with Edward Witwood, the chief flag officer. ”

The little prince nodded silently and gave up his place. Edward, with a blank face, stepped forward slowly, his right hand swiping lightly from the far edge of the map, the friction between the parchment and the palm of his hand leaving a rustling sound.

"Our ultimate goal is to defeat the entire Knights of the Sacred Tree in the city of Turin, and then take the royal palace on the hill of Marchelus in two days - and the number of defenders in the entire city of Turin will definitely not be less than 60,000!"

"Five thousand Knights of the Sacred Tree and two thousand Knights of the Royal Family. Together with the royal guards and the capital garrison legion, a total of nearly 60,000 troops - according to the information we have gathered, Berion has been expanding the number of garrison legions for the past two years, and the original members have almost all been purged, and the new army has about one-third of the veterans, and the remaining two-thirds are recruited from the king's direct domain and the eastern part of Turin. ”

"Still, their fighting power should not be underestimated—whether it's weapons or armor, even the overalls and boots they wear. The equipment of the Garrison Legion is the top-notch, and it is definitely much stronger than the Hantu Legion. Edward pressed his hands to the map, "So to speak. If both sides deploy their full forces, even in an open field outside of Turin, we have almost no chance of winning!"

"Then what are we talking about here?" The new commander of the Iron Wall Legion is not the same as the original old knight, he is an impatient: "If there is no doubt about death, then it is better to surrender now!"

"Yes, if it does, it will be over - but luckily. Now His Excellency Berrion, Lord of the Seals, seems to think that he has won the battle, and has not taken us seriously at all. The corners of Edward's mouth curled slightly: "And what we have to do is to catch him off guard!"

"Now Berion has an army of 60,000, but not all of these 60,000 are loyal to him - the garrison is no longer the original garrison, I am afraid it has long been leaking like sand, and the royal guards and royal knights are mostly loyal to His Majesty Horace. It shouldn't be easy to win them over, but if we can seize the opportunity, we may be able to keep them neutral, so we really need to go all out to fight the Knights of the Sacred Tree, who only have 5,000 men!"

"Of course, this is also a very strong army - it can even be said that even if we have several times the number of troops, we may not be able to win!" Edward's expression was rather gloomy: "If you encounter a single encounter, any legion may encounter a one-sided slaughter!"

"And what's your plan?" said the Commander of the Iron Wall.

"There is no plan - because Gaio Valence became Grand Master by killing Lord Mercer Kane and imprisoning Chief Knight Leonardo, he has absolutely no possibility of betrayal, and must face it head-on. Edward shook his head: "But since we know this, then there is no possibility that Barion does not know, so he will definitely not do it in person, but shrink all his forces." ”

"Then lay an ambush in the hills of Marcherus - if we dare to do anything unusual, we will be slaughtered. Greene Turn, silently, said, "What about your plan?"

"First of all, as Your Highness has just said, we must leave as soon as possible - the Triumph is a very good excuse. It is true that Berrion, as Lord of the Seals, has the power to postpone the triumph, but we can also arrive outside Turin in advance, and the Marquis of Holard Minest will do his best to help us with such troubles. Edward smiled, "What's more, we have to hurry up as soon as possible." ”

"If Berion is given any more time to delay, he will be able to recruit troops in the eastern realm controlled by the Knights - by then, we will really have to face tens of thousands of troops!"

"And if we want to speed things up, we can't let the whole legion go at the same time - split and attack, that's my plan. Edward looked at the generals present and said, "Gather all the elite and hoplite cavalry of the whole of the land, and prepare for the triumphal ceremony, and the remaining legions will go to Turin City in batches by different roads, and assemble at the end - so that even if any of the legions cannot be fully involved in the battle, we can guarantee sufficient combat strength!"

"But what if Berrion obstructs us in the name of the Lord of the Seals?" Greene Turn, however, couldn't help but ask, "Wouldn't your plan make us very passive if we blocked the other roads and made us have to follow the prescribed route to Turin City?"

"But we have the Marquis Holard Minest, the former Minister of the Interior, who has even more power than the Lord of the Seals in the internal affairs of the Crown, especially in such trivial matters, and can even bypass Berrion directly to give us an opportunity. And in order to avoid tearing his face, Berion will not say it even if he finds out. ”

A smug smile hung on the corner of Edward's mouth: "And I have another plan - there is nothing wrong with Berion taking control of Turin City, but there is not even a single royal warship in King's Harbor now, almost all the ships are repairing and patrolling in Maple Leaf Harbor and Seahorse Harbor, and it happens that the Minest family is still in command of the royal fleet......"

"You—Are you going to ......?"

"How can such a good resource not be put to good use?" Edward looked at the little prince standing on the side, and said confidently, "We can completely advance by land and water, and flank Berrion - gather the entire army of Hantu City under the city of Turin!" )