Twenty-three priests... 60 cannons... and muskets, armor, weapons, food... Kedasa thought with satisfaction. The facts proved the sincerity of all parties. It seemed that everyone was seriously supporting the war between the Bin tribe and the vampire. Especially the Ryans, they actually gave all kinds of weapons, including cannons, to the Bin tribe, who were once mortal enemies.

But if you look carefully, it is not outrageous. Although this is a considerable amount of materials, it is really insignificant compared to the expenses of a war. They only paid this level of price to exchange for a decisive battle between the Bin tribe and the vampire, which is indeed profitable.

"When will the war begin?" This time the leading priest asked. He was very rude. It can be seen that he was quite dissatisfied with the situation just now. You should know that although the Bin tribe also believed in the star gods on the surface, there were still many ancient beliefs left inside them. Although they did not know the specific numbers, there was no doubt that a large number of them believed in those hypocritical ancient gods. In the past, there had been disputes in the church over whether the Bin tribe was considered the power within the ecclesiastical circle more than once, but in the end they decided to recognize their religious identity.

Berel opened his eyelids a little (he had been closing his eyes to rest) and looked at the talking priest. Only at this moment did a sharp look flash in his lazy eyes.

Kedasa did not realize that he was just in a state of ecstasy of power. The fact that before him was that on the surface these supplies were given to the entire Bin clan, but in fact, all of them fell into Kedasa's hands. Even if they had to divide them next, they could only get a very limited share. It didn't take much time, and other tribes would have to bow to Kedasa because of the lack of supplies. "It will take more than ten days. We need enough time to settle our people."

Berel closed his eyes. On the surface, he seemed to be keeping his eyes closed and restless. Only Robin, who had been paying attention to him, saw a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, more people came. It was a real conference, and the whole place was filled with people, many of them were seen by Robin before at the Binmaster Conference.

Robin didn't understand what was discussed next. Because they all communicated in the local dialect of the Bin tribe. Although almost all dialects are closely related to common languages, Robin still couldn't understand them very well when he spoke very quickly. However, more than one person could not understand them at the scene. At least the priests of the church couldn't understand either. Robin saw the priest who took the lead and did not speak, but there was a hint of confusion and confusion in his eyes. As for Beller, Robin simply heard his snoring.

"Everyone," Kedasa suddenly said loudly in common language, and as he spoke, the voices of the others calmed down. "In terms of tactics, I decided to follow General Berel's advice. This is General Berel, who once commanded the army to flatten Kalean's excellent commander, the 'Vampire Slayer'."

Beller stood up. His reaction was so fast that Robin even doubted whether he had heard his snoring just now. But at least on the outside, Beller didn't look like he had just woken up.

"Everyone, I believe everyone has seen what I wrote. In fact, my idea is very simple, that is, to play to your strengths and avoid your weaknesses." Berel paused for a moment to strengthen his tone. "What are the advantages of vampires? His undead legion is a fallen and dangerous enemy. They do not need to eat, drink and rest. They do not know how to retreat and cannot be bought. This is the advantage of the enemy. But on the other hand, the undead legion of vampires is born purely for war. They do not operate machinery, cannot carry out construction, and cannot even dig trenches. They do not understand what danger is, do not understand when to retreat and when to attack. What they lack most is the ability to attack and defend the city. Based on this, I have formulated this tactic, and I am willing to call it the 'fortress propulsion tactic'."

"I believe everyone has seen the map. The city of Sivania and Mir is blocked by mountains, and there is only one road to the public. Vampires occupy Sivania by fear, fraud and lies, so they will never allow our army to enter Sivania. Because once we enter Sivania, it is equivalent to declaring the bankruptcy of his terror rule. He will inevitably block us on this road! And we can rely on the fortress to advance tactics, accumulate small victories into big victories, and destroy the main force of the vampire in one fell swoop..."

Robin saw Belle's passionate speech for the first time, so full of confidence, and this high emotion unconsciously affected everyone. When Belle finished speaking, most people were applauding, while a small number were whispering. Robin believed that they were all applauding Belle's plan.

"Sir, you said it very well." When Beller finished, Robin couldn't help but lean over. "I almost thought you were telling the truth."

"What I'm telling is the truth," Berel replied.

At this time, Kedasa announced the end of the meeting.

"You didn't say that it was for..." Robin asked in surprise. "Well..." He looked around and saw that he couldn't see anyone following him, but he still didn't dare to say it.

"Maybe this is not the reason, but my words are not fake." Berel replied softly. "Vampires will indeed block them on this road... Let's say that, if the Bin tribe passes through the passage between the mountains, it means that the vampires have completely lost."

"Why?"

"Because there is only one vampire," replied Beller. "They don't have a second commander. The Immortal Legion cannot divide the troops."

"But, didn't the vampire organize a rebel?" He had several reliable subordinates.

"Those are ordinary people. At the beginning, perhaps in order to conceal the truth as much as possible, the vampire did not accept the necromancers' joining. He was indeed joined by the necromancers after formally occupying Sivania. In this case, the loyalty of the necromancers is questionable, and the army is handed over to the command of the distrust... It will only be done if it is the most forced. And the commanders of the Bin tribe are as much as possible. Therefore, vampires must block the Bin tribe's army in this valley. If we get the Bin tribe's army to arrive in Sivania and gain a foothold, it is almost equivalent to destroying the main force of the Immortal Legion." Belal replied firmly. "Those priests will lock in the vampire in battle. Once the vampire is defeated, he will never have the chance to make trouble."

At this time, the meeting had been declared over. Everyone else had left, and even Kedasa and the priests of the church had left. The originally lively and crowded conference room was now only Belar and Robin. Because in name, he was the official local "interim governor" and his daily life was in this mansion.

"Sir, then, the ideal strategy of the Bin tribe is... to find a way to pass this valley? Try to open up multiple battlefields so that vampires cannot defend themselves?" Robin thought.

"Thinking this way is wrong. The ideal strategy of the Bin tribe is to fight the vampire in this valley."

"Why? You didn't say just now that opening up multiple battlefields is a taboo for vampires."

"Robin, you've seen the map. We've also seen it on the spot. Do you think this terrain is suitable for the army?"

"No." Robin answered honestly. Such terrain, except for those particularly narrow passes, should allow troops of about five or six thousand people to be deployed. If there are more, it will not work.

"That's it." Beller pointed his finger at the map on the wall. "Except for a small, wide area in the middle...what is that place called? Oh, it's called Purple Stone. The entire valley is of this width, even narrower, and only suitable for troops of about 5,000 people. And have you noticed that except for Kedasa and Damon, the two great elders of the Bin tribe, the size of the other Bin tribe leaders is roughly this number."

"ah……"

"In other words, a battle of about 5,000 people is the most suitable for the Bin tribe. This kind of battle can best exert its combat effectiveness and reduce the adverse factors caused by internal disunity. Moreover, Kedasa will also support this tactic, because in this way, he can have the opportunity to legitimately consume the strength of other leaders."

"So, the final result will become like this: the vampires will definitely deploy troops in the valley to prepare for the battle. The Bin tribe will take turns to fight vampires in the way of tribes and tribes. If they can win, they can advance. If they fail, they will retreat to the prepared camp and defend according to danger. The battle between the two sides will become a simple war of attrition. The Bin tribe gradually advances, builds one camp after another, and occupy the entire valley step by step. There will be no decisive victory or failure. In the end, either the Bin tribe will pay a huge price to eliminate the main force of the Immortal Legion. Then in the final battle, kill the vampire. This is the winning method against the Immortal Legion... because humans can build strong camps as a support, but the Immortal Legion cannot."

He finished the last few words in a slightly ambiguous tone. Robin also understood completely.

"Although casualties are inevitable, theoretically, this is indeed a must-win tactic. If it were not the Bin tribe now, but the Ryans handed over their troops to me to command, I would have adopted this tactic." Belle suddenly changed his tone. "On the surface, it seems that this is the case, so the Bin tribe had no choice but to accept my suggestions..."

"surface?"

"Yes, surface...Robin."

"At this, sir."

"Give me some snacks." Berel touched his stomach. "When I want to eat more now, I may not have a chance to eat snacks at the beginning of the war."

...

The air was filled with the stench of carrion.

Kedasa looked at the battlefield in front of him with satisfaction. A group of his subordinates were burning the corpses. The ground was covered with broken corpses, some fresh and some rotten.
Chapter completed!