582: Chapter 274: Capture the City Early_2 582: Chapter 274: Capture the City Early_2 Even excluding the people brought by Ines, Lydwen III still has more than a dozen high-ranking Magicians and over a hundred apprentices.
With the help of the Magicians, the Anti-Undead Army there can be conservatively estimated to reach a scale of twenty to thirty thousand.
With a wealth of intelligence gained from himself and the Kantadar people, and the Anti-Undead weapons provided by Lola, the Orland Army undoubtedly does not have to suffer the unnecessary losses faced by the Kantadar people when confronted with the Undead.
Feeling like the sky falling is not solely on his shoulders, Leon’s stress significantly eased.
He returned from his deep thoughts and continued speaking to the group: “….Based on the early completion of the initial strategic plan, I will continue to employ the previous scythe tactics to encircle the rear of the Undead along the great river and gradually reclaim the land southeast of Kilmerton Pass step by step….”
Upon hearing this, Count Langstone from the Kantadar side quietly looked at Leon: “Commander, now that we have a large number of Wizards, it would be better to split the troops, having the main forces march south by land to advance together with your forces.
Although the land route is much slower, coordinating with your main assault troop can clearly accelerate the recovery of the entire Baldim County.”
Count Sanger and the other Lords from various counties of Kantadar also spoke up in support of Count Langstone’s proposal.
Count Runav and the local Lords of Baldim County did not rush to speak, instead observing Leon’s attitude.
Listening to Count Langstone’s suggestion, Leon understood that the other side harbored grievances against his insistence on advancing east towards the Seryan border, and other nobles from the Sobonitz Domain were eager to move southward to recover their lost territories.
However, due to his successive victories, his reputation soared, and Langstone and others could not openly oppose the established strategic direction.
At this moment, it seemed they did not want to miss the opportunity to advance on the southern lands.
Resting his chin on his hand, Leon fell into deep thought, weighing the pros and cons carefully.
After a while, he felt that Count Langstone’s proposal seemed feasible.
As long as the other side could remain calm and not act recklessly, leading simultaneous attacks like crab claws could indeed expedite progress.
The only issue was that Leon was uneasy about directly handing over his valuable Warlock apprentices to the Kantadar Army.
“Your Highness, what do you think?” Leon proactively asked Ines.
After all, those Magicians were under the banner of the Third Princess, so deploying them required Ines’s opinion.
The Little Princess looked up and smiled at Leon, then turned to the Kantadar noble on the opposite side:
“Your proposal is reasonable, but the Northern Magicians I brought must remain under the protection of the Orland Army at all times.
If, after splitting the forces, you are willing to accept command from our Orland Army, then I can dispatch fifteen low-level Magicians to assist.”
Langstone tapped his fingers lightly on the table, pondering for a moment, and then looked at Leon, who sat at the head.
Thinking that so far, the other side, as a mercenary army invited for help, had sincerely been fighting against the Undead with their followers at the most dangerous front lines, proving to be highly reliable, and showing no signs of using the Kantadar people as cannon fodder, he nodded.
As long as they could reach the Baldim border, there was hope for returning to the Langstone County homeland in the future.
“Since we are all fighting to liberate Sobonitz, I have no objections.
So, Commander, whom do you plan to appoint to lead this assault?” Count Langstone asked Leon.
Leon looked towards the members of the Thorny Flower Family.
Count Eriv’s status was too important, unsuitable to risk leading the vanguard of this advance.
If the Sealing Lord suffered any mishap, it would severely impact the morale of the Thorny Flower Family’s army and have a host of ensuing repercussions.
“Lord Eriv, do you think it would be fitting to let Lord Balfe lead the southern forces?” Leon suggested.
“I believe Balfe can handle it.” Eriv nodded.
“I will not fail the mission.” The Scar-faced Baron said in a deep voice to Leon and the Sealing Lord.
Having decided on the commanders for each faction, Leon continued to discuss detailed deployments with everyone.
After Count Eriv and Ines’s reinforcements arrived, the Alliance’s strength now reached more than twenty-four thousand.
Among them, six thousand were militia guarding various strongholds north of Kilmerton Fortress.
The eighteen thousand currently occupying the pass area were the main force capable of engaging in field battles with the Undead.
The elite troops assigned to perform scythe tactics along the river, given the limited transport capacity of boats, should not exceed two thousand, thus requiring no changes to the original troop deployment.
Excluding the three thousand needing rest and returning to the rear garrison following the Kilmerton battle.
At least six thousand troops were needed to guard the pass.
The remaining six thousand soldiers could all join under Balfe’s command and advance south.
After initially finalizing the plan for the next phase, Leon dismissed the meeting, allowing the generals, who had just gone through bloody battles, to return to their camps to rest…
Leading the Knights and walking through the corridors inside the fortress with Leon, Eriv jested while looking sideways:
“I see that you’re becoming more like Count Trolsa, commanding such a vast army that even in my lifetime, I have never led.
Moreover, it’s an army comprised of people from different lands, no less.
Kantadar people, Orland people, Dinehien people, and even three Seryan people like yourself.
The way you effortlessly command this grand army these days, one might mistakenly believe you’ve been fighting wars your entire life.
Tell me honestly, are you truly the son of a hunter?
Not a Prince of the Seryan Kingdom?”