"It seems that we should change our strategy." Vared said: "Sir Rest's army was stationed on the spot, and Witt's army moved closer to Rest, and we rushed over. Concentrate 150,000 main forces of the undead, and give priority to defeating Gobard's troops entrenched in the southeast. Kill him and use his head to pay tribute to my deceased father!"

As Vared finished speaking, a thunder fell from the sky, and the purple flash made Vared's face extremely ferocious. Even Ram, who thought he was very familiar with Vared, was secretly shocked and thought to himself: "The Lord has really increased his courage after going out for a while."

"What about Durand's army?" Ram continued.

"The army continued to clear out the green-skinned tribes within his responsibilities. At the same time, it was necessary to transport more worker ants from the rear to him, and to build a fortress at the Jackal Pass as soon as possible to monitor the green-skinned mountains of the Red-eyed Mountains." Vared said: "If the worst happens, the green-skinned troops of the Red-eyed Mountains will be dispatched in full swing. Then allow him to retreat for a certain distance, but be sure to ensure that the road between the main force and the southern defense zone is unobstructed!"

"Does he have to use delay tactics and defend at all levels to buy time for the main force?" Ram asked.

"That's what it means." Valed nodded. Then he watched his adjutant recite a magical syllable. Afterwards, a vulture flew over in a blink of an eye. Ram took out a paper and a magic quill from the space, wrote Vulture's orders one by one, and handed them to Valed, who stamped them with a heraldic ring. After that, it was tied to the vulture's legs and let them fly. It was also at this time that the rain was even heavier...

On March 25, 2331, the Imperial Calendar, from the Sirvanian Citizens' Conference, Vared's policy on the development of the South, and now, it took only forty-two days to mobilize the army, march, and then to crushing the green-skinned tribes that were almost powerless to resist.

Valed von Castein once again proved to his compatriots that he was a well-deserved genius commander of this era. And because of the improvement of his military strength, the backwardness of his opponents, and the change of his mind, his tactics increased a characteristic from the strangeness of the invasion of the Prince's corps of the border, focusing on speed and surprise.

violent.

The fierce attack, the undead army as unstoppable as iron flow, pays more attention to firepower and impact than before. Such fierce and unlimited cruel tactics made it extremely difficult for his enemies to resist and approach collapse as soon as they fought. As a vampire officer hundreds of years older than him said:

"Victory has never come so quickly and so easy as it is now. So fast and easy. After picking him and eating it into my mouth, I had already rolled into my stomach before I could even taste what it tasted."

Although this fast-food victory is enough to fill your stomach - the corpses and the amount of spoils is surprisingly large, it cannot bring too much joy, just as fast food cannot bring people to eat like a formal banquet.

Fortunately, this situation is about to come to an end. Iron Claws? Gobard. This almost outdated green chief brought a "surprise" to Vared and his 200,000 army.

Although he was quite disgusted with his performance in the Battle of Princes on the Frontier three years ago, under the strong oppression of Castein's army, the greenskins of various tribes still had to join him. This was because there was indeed no warlord-level figure in the entire south who could show off. Otherwise, it would not be his turn as a defeated man from Valed.

Some green-skinned veterans who had participated in that battle liked to pat the new recruits on the shoulders of bean sprouts after drinking too much mushroom wine. They laughed and said:

"Boy, I tell you, that great chief was chased by those bones and sticks, and he ran without looking back. The head of the gray-skinned bat was chasing behind his butt. He couldn't catch up with the war pig and ran fast. Then he chanted a spell, and a big fireball blasted over and roasted the war pig of the great chief. Such slags also have the face to be the great chief, stepping on our heads. If the gray-skinned bats were killed again, we wouldn't pay attention to him..."

Under such circumstances, it is conceivable how appealing Gobard can be and how much combat effectiveness this Greenskin army can have. Although under the oppression of Castein's army, more than 200,000 troops gathered around Gobard. However, those who can obey his orders may not even be 20,000. The chiefs and leaders were smiling at him on the surface, and spit on his butt behind their backs. This made Gobard, who was thinking of winning a battle, taking revenge and restoring his reputation, very troubled.

Although his army was growing, the military situation was getting more and more chaotic. The actual combat effectiveness of this legion was probably half worse than the Waaagh he launched three years ago.

But there is nothing to do.

To the north are bats killed by heaven, to the south are central waters, and to the west the road has long been blocked by Tyriel's army. To the east, there is still a little room for detour... a few days ago.

In fact, according to Gobard's plan, either breaking eastward to obtain support from more green-skinned tribes, joining with the green-skinned mountains of the Red-eyed Mountains, or simply attacking Tyriel's territory. It is much better than facing the terrifying bones and sticks of bats head-on against the Castein army, those terrifying bones and bats that are killed in heaven.

It's just a pity that Waaagh is not his one-man show now. The big green-skinned leaders quarreled with each other, and did not give in to each other, and did not take him seriously. He could not command these troops at all. The two strategies of moving east and west were obstructed by these two fools with brute force. And Gobard didn't want to give up the hard-earned army of more than 200,000 green-skinned soldiers, and he didn't want to bear the bad reputation of running away against the enemy again.

So he finally became aware and gave up the above two obviously better tactics and chose the third one, which is most in line with Green Skin's character, but also the stupidest tactic - urging the army to step forward and decide life and death with Castein's army.

"Okay, since I have no choice but to retreat, let me and the gray bats distinguish them. Brother Mao is protecting me!"

After making such a decision and receiving the response from the majority of the heads of the big and brainless green-skinned chiefs, Gobard led his Waaagh to advance northward. And two days later, in a mud pond that had significantly increased due to the heavy rain in the previous few days, the swamp terrain met the Castein army.

No, it seems inappropriate to use the word "encounter". To put it more accurately, it should be that they encountered the army of undead who had already used vultures to monitor their entire actions and therefore were waiting for the Internet on this battlefield.

Unlike the Greenskins who had no master and had rushing forward, at least at the strong request of Gobbad, a group of Goblin Wolf Cavalry were taken out and walked at the forefront of the Greenskins as scouts. Although this action led to more than 200 Goblin Wolf Cavalry being hunted by the skeleton crossbow cavalry before the war officially started, it at least brought back a useful piece of information to the Greenskins-

Although most green-skinned leaders are completely unable to understand the meaning and value of this information, and do not know how to use it. But at least, their nominal chief Gobard has some clue in his heart, that is—

"Do it! Where can this dog be a battlefield where it is raised?!"

That's it.

While the vanguard scouts of both sides started a fierce battle, Vared's army had already been arranged.

Unlike the composite phalanx tactics he usually likes to use, this time Vared concentrated all the muskets and skeleton corpses under his command - these skeleton soldiers who specially reinforced their shoulder blades and collarbones, a total of fifty-five artillery pieces, a total of fifty-five artillery pieces, a total of 110 magic attack devices, 320 vampire mages, more than 1,500 corpse witches, and more than 2,000 tomb guards holding crossbows. They planned to teach the green skins a good lesson and tell them what knowledge means to change their destiny.

"I didn't choose to detour, nor did I choose to stick to it. Instead, I took the initiative to attack when my combat effectiveness and morale were relatively poor. Moreover, as the party that actively attacked and as the party with weak long-range projection power, I also chose such a battlefield that was not conducive to the movement of the army. I should say, is it really worthy of being green-skinned?"

After the last time he used vulture to detect, Vared couldn't help but sigh like this.

"The leader, artillery and magic attack device troops, musket troops, magicians, and corpse witch troops are all ready. You can fight at any time." After hearing his feelings, Ram said.

"Very good, where is the roundabout troops?" Vared continued.

"There is a little problem. The skeleton cavalry is a little better, but the knights' troops are seriously affected by the muddy terrain. If the detour distance is too far and avoiding the mud, then the route is too far." Ram replied.

"Where is the blessing magic?" Valed continued, "Can they bless light body technique and feather fall technique solve it?"

"We can't do this because of insufficient casting units," Ram said.

Vared lightly tapped his head: "I've been neglecting this. Then just send the light cavalry to detour quickly. The Black Knights' troops will surround a little further and avoid this muddy terrain."

"If you rely solely on the skeleton cavalry, you may not be able to cause too much impact on the enemy's flanks." Ram continued to remind.

"It doesn't matter, just use 'that'." Vared said: "At least I brought it out. It would be a pity if I didn't really go to the battlefield to test the power."
Chapter completed!