Section 298 Decoration

"This will make my original plan come out of trouble." After a long time, Sagas finally said. "They may find out that even the little guy himself may notice something wrong with him."

"Don't worry, you've got a way to leave anyway, right?" Marvin replied. "Besides, the possibility of revealing is not high. I have confidence in you, Sagas."

Sagas suddenly wanted to know if Marvin had said such words before he tricked Luo Jin over and died.

A few minutes later, Marvin once again removed the magic. This magic was still very energy-consuming after all.

Attack? That is inevitable. Although southerners are cautious (or cowardly), this does not mean that they are idiots. Such an opportunity is rare - a bold and reckless man who delivers to their mouths, no one will refuse.

Marvin was very familiar with the psychological activities of those southerners. He knew what kind of actions a southerner would do in this case. When they knew that an enemy with about 3,000 people was dispatched, they would send a unit of 5,000 or tens of thousands of people to try to destroy the enemy. This is their classic idea - when they are more confident, they would send five, six,000 people, but when they are not sure, they would send eight, nine,000. Double or three times the advantage of military strength - this is also something that the Southerners often say in military books.

Asu Ruffat is the main general and will not personally direct a battle of this scale. He will send a deputy: one of his three deputy generals. But Parry is now in charge of the defense of the city of Neustria, and Beral is responsible for scouts and intelligence collection - both of which are relatively important tasks, so they will not be dispatched. On the contrary, Baranka is a suitable target.

Marvin was very confident that Ashu Ruffat would send Balanka to lead his army to attack the Blood-Tooth Lord. There was no doubt that Balanka himself was also willing to take charge of this task. How could he not be happy? He could lead three times the enemy's troops to attack. This is a very likely battle and a great opportunity for him to win merit and honor.

Then the Blood-Tooth Lord will teach Baranka a lesson. After that, he probably won't have so much confidence to reject Marvin's proposal - of course, the premise is that he has to survive.

...

Ashu Rufate received the news the next day.

Just like yesterday, the three deputy generals gathered in his room again. And this time, even the time was surprisingly similar, and the three people almost walked in.

Berel looked no different from yesterday. Pari looked arrogant and confident, and it was eye-catching - this shows that he must have received some good news. As for Baranka, he seemed a little absent-minded and obviously had something to worry about.

"A Chaos Army of thousands of people is actually approaching the city of Newestria alone? Is the target the small city?"

"Yes, your lord!" Pari said proudly. "One of my subordinates got this news from an adventurer..." As he spoke, he suddenly twitched. He originally wanted to tell Ash Rufate the name of the loyal and capable old subordinate, but suddenly he found that he couldn't remember who it was. What's going on? Is it because I was so excited to get this information that even my memory was in a mess?

While he was still suspicious, Ashu Rufate interrupted his thoughts.

"Will this be a trap?" Ashu Rufate frowned. Although he knew that Chaos often did not play according to the rules, this time it was too... arrogant. "Can you guarantee that your news is correct?"

"Of course I..." Parry wanted to speak, but was interrupted by someone else.

"I also got this information." Berel inserted it. He stretched out three fingers, "Three days' journey, three or four thousand troops! For this, I lost four teams of capable scouts."

Without any doubts, almost everyone's eyes were concentrated on the map spread on the table. The information they needed was detailed.

"The plains have a wide terrain, suitable for the development of superior forces." Baranka said the first.

"The city of Fache ahead. If it is really a trap, the enemy ambushed the overwhelming army here... Our army should be able to withdraw into the city in time to hold on. It should be no problem to persist for several days."

"There is a hilly area with complex terrain at the rear." Berel said. "There is only one valley to pass through. Even if the war is not good, it can still rely on this place to block the enemy."

Several people exchanged sights with each other, which was almost perfect. Even people as cautious as Beller thought it would be too a pity to miss this opportunity. This should be the act of the Chaos Legion's arrogant demonstration - perhaps the coalition forces stayed in the city of Neustria for a long time and left them motionless.

There is only one question next, who will lead the way?

As Marvin's analysis earlier, logically speaking, Ashu Rufate is not suitable to personally lead the army to command a battle of this scale. Among the four, the most suitable person was Baranka. But this time, someone took a step forward.

"Let me teach these bold and arbitrary believers of Chaos." Parry said confidently.

...

Beller stopped the horse.

His small team had left the hilly area, and there was an open plain in front of him. Within the view, there was green grass and the sky was like a huge lid, covering the field ahead.

From the map, we can know that the terrain in front is like this - at least it is similar. This is a large plain. If it were not for the continuous invasion of chaos, it would have become a very prosperous place: farmland, crops...forests and grasslands are just dotted in it. Can there be 100,000 people here? Or more?

Berel pulls his thoughts back from his imagination. This is a perfect battlefield - when your troops have the advantage. You can fully expand your troops and launch attacks from all directions without being blocked by those damn terrain. When you have twice or three times the enemy's strength, anyone will like this plain.

Moreover, even if you fight the defeat, you will have enough space to escape. As long as your luck is not so bad and the enemy is not chasing you relentlessly in your butt, you still have a great chance to escape.

But for some reason, a trace of haze floated on Beller's forehead.

"Everyone rest." Berel ordered, "Robin, over there..." His finger pointed at a hill ahead. "Set some fortifications."

"General, we should continue to move forward..." Robin looked at the people behind him. Beral carried very few troops this time, only more than 300. Parry had set out for more than three days, but he did not send magical communications to the rear to report victory. This incident itself aroused the alertness of Ashu Rufate.

In fact, as anyone can see, the squad led by Belar was not a reinforcement. Belar was actually just planning to conduct a reconnaissance in person - this level of force would prevent him from worrying about the enemy's elusive reconnaissance force.

To be honest, Robin also felt that it should be fine. He knew that his general was always cautious, but this time he was too cautious. The troops led by General Parry had two or three times the enemy's strength, and were also on a battlefield suitable for superior forces to deploy. There was a city in front that could protect the army, and there was a good terrain behind to block the enemy's pursuit...

"This is an order," replied Beller.

This sentence blocked all Robin's reluctance, and he could only do so. He began to command people to set up fortifications. Fortunately, the army carried a lot of tools - shovels were one of them. In this way, at noon, Robin had already set up fortifications in the designated place of Beller and arranged a camp not far behind. This was because he saw that his general probably refused to continue moving forward.

When all the work was finished, Robbie returned to the position where Beller stopped. During this period, Beller was always standing there looking into the distance, obviously thinking about something.

"General..."

Beller made a gesture of silence. After a while, his frowning brow finally stretched out a little.

"I'm afraid the situation will be bad." Berel said actively.

"Why? General, you said before that General Parry has all the advantages this time..."

"Having an advantage and knowing how to use it are two different things." Berel replied. "See here under our feet?"

"here?"

"This is a big road, and the rear is a hilly area that is conducive to defense. There is only one road that can be accessed, and the front is a flat river with no dangers." Berel said. "If you want to use this terrain, you must arrange a sentinel here... Two or three hundred soldiers stationed, and a simple camp and fortifications are placed. Only in this way can you say that you have gained an advantage. But Pari did not do that."

"If he fights unfavorably, retreat and return..."

"Even if it is conducive to the advantageous terrain that is conducive to defensive blocking, the newly defeated army cannot stop the powerful enemy who can take advantage of the situation and block the attack by relying solely on the terrain." Berel said. "Pari is too confident. He probably did not think of the possibility of his failure."

"Will he fail?"

"It's hard to say." Berel replied. "The Chaos Legion so boldly sent a lonely army to our army. It would be understandable if it was a mistake, but if it was not a mistake..."

"Did they arrange an ambush?"

"If the ambush is arranged, Parry will definitely retreat immediately. Retreat or retreat into the city. But if it is not an ambush, it may very likely mean that this Chaos Legion is the elite among the elite. In this case, although he has two or three times the advantage of military strength, he may not necessarily win." He looked into the distance and said in a meaningful tone. "If Parry is defeated, it means... the defeated soldiers will almost retreat to this area. Look!"

Robin looked in the direction Beral pointed, and there was something moving in the distant field.
Chapter completed!