"Tell me, old fellow!"

Fireplace Lord Bertner asked impatiently.

His large white beard hung down from his chest, comparable to that of a dwarf. The heroic personality is like a natural warrior, preferring to solve problems simply and rudely with an axe, rather than all kinds of detours. As a small city, the family power is deep-rooted, and no one opposes the old lord's style.

"Ambush!"

Giger said seriously.

"Huge plains, without hills and woods, no terrain to use at all, tell me, how are you going to ambush those southerners?"

Burtner asked.

"You forgot, old friend, grass can also be used as a tool for disguise. Spring had passed, and in the summer, the long grass outside Kislev had grown so tall that I had gone out of my way to experience that the grass could completely submerge the bodies of ordinary infantry by crouching down. ”

Lord Giger said. Unlike Captain Venis, when he told his tactical opinions, there was no trace of pride and pride on his face, but he was very serious and serious. Because he knows that this is a dangerous tactic, and once it fails, there is no room for recovery.

"We can take advantage of this and hide a part of the spear infantry in the grass. According to this weather, the wind direction is in our favor, which means that in the case of long-range bombardment, our artillery can hit farther and more powerfully. In this way, the Southern Army will inevitably be forced to take the initiative to attack our army. My suggestion is to draw some of the troops and hide in the grass on the left flank. After the cavalry battle began, the northern cavalry regiment did not want to fight, and pretended to retreat. Introduce the cavalry of the Southern Army into our ambush zone. As soon as the enemy's cavalry entered the ambush area, the spearmen rose up and besieged them as soon as possible. Thus destroying the enemy side cavalry. In this way, our cavalry regiment had a chance to complete the outflanking. ”

After Jiger finished speaking, everyone's faces were full of surprise, even shock. This tactic is as he himself described, one word - risk.

"You know, old fellow, that we don't have enough soldiers in the first place. You also have to send some infantry to the side to ambush, aren't you afraid that the middle line will be breached?"

Bertner asked angrily.

"Worry! What you are worried about, and what I am worried about. But without taking risks, it is impossible to win completely. For the final victory, the soldiers in the middle must hold the battle line and wait for the support of the cavalry. Defending the center, the fighters had to fight against twice as many troops. A wall of shields was formed, lengthening the battle line and reducing its thickness. This is the only way, we must convince the enemy that we have no ambushes, we must convince them that we are committing all our forces to the front line. ”

Giger replied worriedly. He had already thought of it, thought of everything.

With such a tactic, even Rhodes was a little shocked, and he felt like he couldn't get into the tiger's den.

"Lord Rhodes, King of the North, when the time comes, I will work hard for you, lead the Knights of Ersun to the front line in person, cheer up the warriors, the King of the North and the soldiers will fight together, which will greatly improve the morale of the Legion. Once the ambush was successful, we gained the initiative throughout the campaign. At the beginning, we faced the army of green skins, and we all carried it. This time, I believe we can do the same. ”

Giger continued. His persistence touched Rod, but fighting is not poetry, it is not just moving, emotion can be. It's a trick, a trick, but it's too risky.

"Have you ever thought that the helmets of the soldiers are made of iron and reflect light in the sun. In this way, the enemy will be seen from a great distance. What are we talking about ambushes?"

Caroline asked expressionlessly, her words cold. She did grow into a good lord, but many times, Rod wished she didn't ...... Variety Literature

"I thought about this, so, before the war, we had to distribute black cloth to the soldiers participating in the ambush and let them wrap the black cloth around their helmets to avoid the reflection of the sun. ”

Giger replied, turning his head.

"The plan is good, but it's too risky. The middle line is originally our weak point, and if we reduce the number of people, if Erin uses magic and personally leads the team to attack the middle, the middle line will inevitably collapse. It's possible, isn't it?"

Rod objected.

"But is there a better way?"

Giger asked rhetorically.

"Yes. ”

There was a loud voice from around the corner. The lords turned around, and it was a knight, not an ordinary knight to be exact, but the chief knight of Rod, the king of the north, Virgil.

It stands to reason that people from the knightly class are not eligible to participate in high-level military meetings, but due to Virgil's special status, he is the only one who participates in the conference as a knight.

"I have a way to be less dangerous, and I can flank the enemy perfectly in a roundabout way, and take the enemy by surprise. ”

Virgil approached the round table, again, with seriousness written on his face.

"When the two armies are facing each other, we don't have the extra forces to support the center or the flanks, but we can create illusions by taking advantage of the enemy's psychology that we don't know what we're doing. What I mean by this is - after the infantry phalanx has been fully engaged, the Knights of the Sons of Ersun have secretly moved to the left flank, taking the place of the original Northern Cavalry Regiment to counter the threat from the southern cavalry of Kislev. And the original knights of the north withdrew from the battlefield and made a great detour. ”

Virgil said, drawing his knight's sword and pointing at the map. His self-confidence comes from what he has learned from his lord over the years. This is the experience gained after countless actual battles - quantitative change to qualitative change.

"The Southerners will find out!"

"Who cares about a cavalry regiment fleeing the battlefield?"

"I know what you think, knight, but, no matter how far our cavalry detours, they will eventually return. And as soon as they return, they will attract the attention of the enemy. It's unavoidable. ”

"No, it can be avoided. ”

Virgil replied confidently.

"The battle will start in the early morning, and a battle of this magnitude will not be able to end in just a few hours. The soldiers would fight tirelessly until late afternoon and evening. Light, light is our weapon, our disguise. On the plains, in the early morning, the sun is facing away from us. And once it's evening, the sunset is right on us. That is, any unit that appears behind the enemy army, is backlit. The light will hide their whereabouts and location. At that time, the soldiers of the Southern Army would only hear the sound of horses' hooves and rushing killings, but they could not see the location of this unit at all. Taking advantage of the precious time of the setting sun, the knights of the northern who had 'disappeared' launched a collective charge to outflank the enemy army. Everything else is business as usual. ”

Virgil stood between Lord Bertner and Lord Giger, calmly and confidently analyzing. As soon as the words fell, everyone turned their heads to look at Rod almost at the same time. Obviously, everyone already has answers to all kinds of tactics in their hearts, and what they are waiting for at this moment is the commander's decision......