"So, we have to play the middle first!"

After Zhao Fubo waited for Abdul Martini, he pointed at the sand table, and the thoughts he said scared the rest of the officers. After all, the middle lane was obviously the main force of Louis IX, not only the most powerful, but also the slowest speed. At this time, he was already far behind.

If you want to fight that army, you will not be able to do without some special means. And if the opponent is not fooled, and you will get closer step by step, and finally come to Cairo to make them have no room for maneuver, then you will not have to fight this battle again and you will have lost.

"Destroy the middle lane, the two fast troops on the left and right are insufficient in attack. Secondly, the defeat in the middle lane has made them have to return to aid. Otherwise, they will only starve to death if they lose Damietta. Think about it, even if we leave them alone, they do not have heavy siege weapons, and it would be strange that they can take Cairo.

Anyone who has any ideas, will receive a reward for new ideas!"

Zhao Fubo looked around and no one asked any more questions. He shouted.

"Order!"

When Zhao Fubo said the word "order", all the officers stood upright, indicating that the war is officially started. There is no other possibility. Apart from a battle to the death, there is no other option to go far.

"Captain Muke, you and Captain Martini lead 80,000 central troops, as well as the heavy troops of the Song Dynasty Yulin Army ambushed on the preset battlefield. I personally lead 5,000 main combat cavalry to fight. In addition, I prepare 20,000 light cavalry to use scimitars, bows, and chain mails to exercise light cavalry."

After giving the order, Zhao Fubo looked around again, nodded to the officers, and then left the war room.

He didn't need to go to the detailed orders, he just needed to think of the whole grand strategy. It can be concluded that the central army of up to 50,000 people led by Louis IX should have about 30,000 heavy-armored cavalry. As long as this absolute main force in the battlefield is destroyed, the army on both wings of the Crusaders will be much easier to deal with.

Of course, if this battle is not good, the Arab central army led by Zhao Fubo will be surrounded by three opponents and fall into a desperate battle. After all, the entire battlefield is not very large. If the aid of the two wings is not timely, it will be the time when Cairo falls.

After leaving the door, Zhao Fubo called Sophia.

"Sophia, I want you to come back to your father!"

At this time, she had not put on her helmet, and even showed off her long red hair. Sophia specially left two long red hairs on her temples, hanging all the way to her shoulders. When she heard Zhao Fubo's words, she changed her eyes.

"Is this an order?"

Her rebellious question made Zhao Fubo somewhat embarrassed. At least for now, Sophia is still a guest. Although the order is nothing, isn't that too unkind?

"no!"

"That's good, I just happened to want to meet those so-called knights!"

After Sophia finished speaking, she looked like she was planning to leave. She didn't want to give Zhao Fubo a chance to drive herself away.

"Let's go slowly, Sophia, I want you to go back and quickly deal with your father's subordinates. Although I left some people to lead the team, I'm still worried."
Chapter completed!