In this war, he only needed to control the overall direction.
In other words, he only needed to decide where to attack, and the generals below would naturally handle everything else.
But that did not mean he could simply sit back and relax.
Outside the war itself, many matters still required his decision.
"First, retake the lost territory. Then push into Black Asia Orc lands, deploy the City of War there, and use it as a base to hold the line."
In large-scale wars, victory came down to which side made fewer mistakes.
He had commanded hundreds of thousands of soldiers before, but those had been wars with overwhelming advantages. If things could not be won normally, he could simply send in the powerful ones and deliver a Dimensional Strike.
But in this war, at least on the northern battlefield, neither side held any obvious advantage.
"Since I have nothing to do, I'll go see Kyle."
After sitting idly for a while, Velin rose, left his tent, brought several guards with him, and headed for the Fifteenth Legion.
At that moment, inside the Fifteenth Legion Command Department, Kyle summoned all three army commanders into the tent for a small military conference.
"Our target is Batoons Fortress, a fortress city built atop a three-thousand-meter cliff."
"According to the intelligence documents issued by the Legion Command Department, ten thousand Black Asia Orcs are stationed there. They belong to the Eleventh Legion of the Black Asia Orc Northern Army and include three Transcendents at the Soul Intent rank."
At this point, Kyle paused and pointed at an obscure Small City north of Batoons Fortress. "Puerta City. According to the intelligence documents, a Black Asia Orc Army unit is secretly stationed there. Its numbers are unknown, but they should not exceed three thousand."
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