"But, as you can see, the two great military strategists set out towards Lein with the most elite team, but they all buried their lives there one after another." Lelan spread his hands, "I think I am not as strong as them, but... I have something they ignore."

"What, sir?" Earl Burdo's understanding of war is that whoever has more people wins; as for Qiufeng River, that kind of thing is naturally enough to build a floating bridge with human lives. Anyway, the soldiers from his family are always responsible for recharging numbers - the equipment is not enough and the morale is poor, so he only makes up for the Duke of Majin.

"It's patience," said Lelan. "I think I can weave a brilliant and meticulous plan to allow a hundred thousand troops to safely reach the other side, and force the guys under Ryin to lay down their weapons and surrender directly."

You really don’t know how much loss it will be to force the pontoon bridge. Lelan looked at the fat face that almost wrote down stupidity, and wanted to press it on the sand table: This is the army in the north, not me, Lelan!

The previous 50,000 people forced their way through the crude temporary pontoon bridge and lost nearly a thousand people! This was still the case when there was almost no resistance on the other side!

What's more, there are logistical issues! God knows how many people will fall into the river!

Duke Wall can afford to lose, what about me? So many soldiers fell into the river in public and proved that I was a failed commander. Even if the people from the Rein leader were so scared that they threw down their weapons and surrendered, they would be stamped by the nobles involved in it and labeled as "incompetent"!

What's more, whether the nobles will follow their crazy orders such as "forcing a bridge" is a different story. If they disobey the battle, then they have not accumulated much prestige...

Lelan's heart was filled with nameless fire.

"So how did your plan be implemented? We need a signal that can be at ease." The Count sighed, "or is it still in your mind now?"

"I have already made a plan, and now..." The knock on the door interrupted Earl Lelan's words again, and he had to frown: "Just report it directly if you have something!"

"But... this is a secret letter from Sir Nader to you, so I must hand it over to you in person!" The guard could not hear the joy of victory in his tone, which made Lelan's face darker.

Sir Nader, who had previously received a secret mission from him. This is not something that can be read. Lelan thought.

At the Marquis's instructions, the guards handed the sealed parchment roll to Lelan with a puzzled look on their face.

The above is short, but enough to make Lelan angry enough to tear the parchment rolls apart--he would have done that if the Count wasn't here.

This is a war report; it records the war report that had previously spent manpower, alcohol, money and relatively most important time.

If everything goes well, the battle report delivered here should be that all seven hundred people arrived on the other side and asked the Marquis for the next instructions;

but……

He raised the parchment scroll and pretended to be reading—in fact, it was making it impossible for both of them to see the slightly distorted face of their anger;

After a while, he had thoroughly sorted out his emotions and breathing before he put down the parchment roll.

"You can go out." Lelan signaled the guards to retreat.

"This seems to be related to your plan?" The count's eyes lit up. "Everyone knows that the Rein is not so easy to take down... So sir, we might as well plan to do it slowly, how about it?"

...I really let this guy guess correctly; but I can't let him know this.

I deliberately controlled the scale of the entire plan, with the purpose of not letting too many people know if it fails.

"Sir, your thinking is really keen... but you guessed half of it." It takes time for Lelan to control his expression; that is, after the most emotional moment, it is not difficult to pretend to have a slightly smug smile: "The plan is going smoothly."

The count's face was not ugly, but he just breathed a long sigh- he didn't want Lelan to fail, he just hoped that he could implement the plan as soon as possible and not delay: "That's great."

Either they failed so much that they could not do anything, or they quickly launched an attack on Lein. The Count thought.

Don't worry, my eagerness to take the Rein is ten thousand times higher than yours. The Marquis covered his inner anger with a smile.

Although I have temporarily gained the power of Blade City, I am not stable unless I have made extraordinary achievements, such as taking the Lein Division;

For this reason, the Marquis wanted to dream about how to enter the Lein Territory without any loss as much as possible;

But... the people of the Ryin Leader did not reveal the plan until the last moment!

Those supplies and labor are still trivial! Soldiers can even bear it! The most important thing is time!

The bastards led by Ryin didn't take action until the last moment! The leader was still a young man, and 80% was the so-called Ailey again!

The name of this young man who had killed the Duke on the battlefield was very loud.

If he had exposed the plan earlier, he could prepare for the next one quickly... It was extremely hateful! If he was caught, I must peel him alive...

But this kind of thing cannot be known to any nobles; even if they know the news, they must be "It's like cutting down a tree with a sharp axe, but it's just a matter of time."

"Since all goes well with the Marquis, I won't be disturbed." The Earl said as he stood up, "I wish you a victory."

Open the flag early, the sooner the better - this is the content of the Count's true blessing.

"Ha, I still have official duties, so I won't be far away for it." Lelan stood up out of politeness - if possible, I really want someone to drive this damn fat man out of the Blade Fortress. Who knows if this guy will talk nonsense after he goes out?

...It is necessary to set up another layer of insurance. Lelan has determined which of the backup plans to adopt.

"By the way, there is another last point to explain to the Lord." Lelan reached out and signaled to the count who was about to take a step to stop. "This may be good news: as the plan goes smoothly, the soldiers in your territory may soon be transferred to another place."

"Oh!" The count's spirit was cheered up, "That's really good news..."

"Within three days." Lelan spread his hands and made a "please" gesture. In fact, what he said in his heart was-

roll.

"I'm waiting for the orders of the lord." The count's steps became much lighter, and the fat on his face seemed to be trembling.

In this way, after he left, he would say to others: "Marquis Lelan's plan went smoothly", and the subsequent mobilization of troops and materials should also save a lot of trouble.

Lelan sat back on the chair and took out a roll of parchment from the cabinet - the one among several backup plans wasted the most manpower.
Chapter completed!