Betty thought for a moment, but shook her head and said, "Now is not the time to rest! Although we have now largely occupied the port of Mia, we are not 100% safe. All units must not slacken, they must not lay down their armor and weapons, they must not leave their respective positions, and they must continue to be in a state of combat at all times in case the enemy attacks them!"

The generals glanced at each other and asked with bitter faces: "In that case, when will Your Excellency be sure that it is safe, tomorrow?"

Betty was speechless, and in fact he didn't know when he would be sure it was safe. There was no sign of the enemy in the vicinity of Mia Harbor, and it stands to reason that as long as they sent enough sentry guards, there would be no great danger. But he always had an indescribable premonition in his heart, which was a unique sense of smell developed by years of combat experience, which was difficult to prove with evidence. But the question is, if tomorrow is still calm, how long will they be sure that they will be safe to stay in fighting condition?

Seeing that the marshal did not speak, one of the generals said boldly: "Your Excellency, the soldiers are very tired now, especially after they have just won the battle, but they still do not let everyone rest, and the soldiers do not understand this. If we continue like this, we don't have to wait for the enemy to launch a counterattack, and we will exhaust ourselves to death!"

Betty was silent for a moment and then nodded, the generals' words did make sense, it was important to keep the soldiers in good shape and morale, otherwise even the best strategy would not be effective. So he sighed. Decided to take a step back and said, "You're right, but now is not the time to relax. I ask everyone to grit their teeth and continue to hold on for a while, and then they can start resting in batches after dawn. Other than that. The port of Mia may not be safe, so I decided to divide the army in two, with the light infantry remaining where they were, and the cavalry and heavy infantry taking all the food, grass, and equipment to camp outside the port just in case!"

After some scrambling, the Holy Roman warriors finally dragged their tired bodies to split the army in two. More than 30,000 light infantry, including spearmen, spearmen, crossbowmen, auxiliaries, convoys, logistics, etc., continued to be deployed in the port of Mia. Marshal Betty personally led the remaining cavalry, heavy infantry, magemen, and more than 10,000 high-ranking civilian personnel out of the harbor and returned to the hill where they had been stationed before the attack, just in case.

That same evening. The harbor was so calm that there was no sign of an enemy until dawn when the sun was about to rise. The fighters, although, under the strict orders of the marshal, remained combat-ready all night. But when the time came, I couldn't help but relax.

The vast majority of people thought that His Excellency the Marshal was probably too sensitive this time, and the enemy had no idea that they would make a detour to attack Miya Harbor, so how could they set a trap here? Not to mention that there were 50,000 troops of the Golden Horde surrounded by the direction of Black Dragon Town, and the enemy had only 5,000 troops. Where is there still the spare strength to send troops here to ambush. Don't the enemy even want Black Dragon Town?

As soon as this idea appeared, it quickly spread among the army. In particular, the light infantry, which had relatively low discipline and training, had already been overdrawn after several days of high-intensity marching and fighting, and many of them seemed to be still standing guard when they saw that the sky was about to lighten, but in fact they all closed their eyes and leaned against the wall to secretly sleep.

At the same time, deep underground in the port of Mia. Three thousand elite Illyrian warriors are ready to go.

It took them two days to prepare, mainly by excavation, supplemented by space magic and fixed magic. A large hole was dug underneath the port that could hold thousands of people! There were several exits to the ground, all hidden in some inconspicuous shadowy places in the harbor. When the time comes, these 3,000 warriors will rush out of several exits at once, attacking the unprepared enemy. The generals of Holy Rome, including Marshal Betty, could not have imagined that under the seemingly soft harbor beach under their feet, thousands of enemy troops were already hidden!

However, the seemingly one-time plan was a minor accident at a critical moment, and the Holy Roman army, apparently aware of the impending danger, split the army in two, leaving only half of the army stationed in the harbor and the other half running to a nearby hill. The time had come for the scheduled attack, but the people of Illyria were discussing it fiercely, and they were still undecided about the situation. Elrens, Dosh, Oni, Beat Nomia, Vanessa, Laikaon, Paros, and Leviathan, Nicias, who had just arrived from Delo Floating Island, had to gather together to discuss countermeasures.

The deputy head of the Knights Templar, Paros, said with some concern: "The situation has obviously changed now, and the fact that they are divided into two ways is a clear signal, and the other party may have noticed our existence. I'd better pause the attack and wait and see what happens. Once you've determined what the other party is up to, it's never too late to get started. ”

The head of the Knights of Partenon, Nissias, shook his head and said: "I don't think the other side really saw our plan, they are only a little uneasy at best, otherwise, with the strength of their 50,000 troops, they can directly attack us, and there is no need for troops to defend themselves in two ways, so it will be easier for us to attack one by one." ”

"In that case, let's divide our troops into two ways and kill the enemy in one go while they are unprepared!" shouted the Abyssal Sea Dragon Leviathan with his sharp claws outstretched.

Elrens objected, "I'm afraid we can't afford to attack both of their forces at the same time. In particular, the army stationed on the nearby hill was the elite of the Holy Romans, commanded by their marshal Betty himself. It is estimated that our attacking team has not yet approached the opponent and will be aware of it. We are already at a disadvantage in terms of troops, and if we can't achieve the effect of a surprise attack, we are afraid that we will be defeated by the enemy in turn!"

The Latin princess, who had a hatred for Holy Rome, beat Nomia and said a little excitedly: "Then what should we do, we finally have such an opportunity, should we just let them go?!"

(To be continued......)