Inside the main camp outside North Yi City, fifty-six Gold-grade professionals stood in rows on either side of the large tent, their gazes fixed ahead as they waited for Angus to issue his orders.
Velin stood in the third position on the left, looking at the detailed map not far away and then glancing at his father, wondering how he planned to launch a counteroffensive this time.
"There are over a hundred thousand Bashio Kingdom Expeditionary Force troops and more than two hundred thousand Northern Army troops in South Desalin Province, and they are still continuously sending reinforcements, attempting to use Chris Province as a breakthrough point to attack the Duchy of Bohan from the right wing."
"This military operation requires wiping out a portion of the Bashio Kingdom Expeditionary Force, making them feel fear and shattering their confidence in marching south."
After explaining the specific reasons, Angus began issuing detailed operational orders.
At the start of the counterattack, several small units would harass the surrounding areas of South Desalin, consuming the living force of the Bashio Kingdom Expeditionary Force and forcing the enemy to gather.
Angus would personally lead a hundred thousand troops to press forward from the front, seeking a decisive frontal battle once and for all.
When it came to the frontal battlefield, soldier against soldier, general against general, their Ilia Kingdom had always won more battles than they lost, a glorious achievement they were proud of.
Three days later, Velin led the Third Camp away from North Yi City, crossed the border between Chris Province and South Desalin Province, and entered an unknown place.
Draide flew into the air, took out the map, and compared it one by one, finally determining their current location.
"My Lord, according to intelligence provided by those adventurers, twenty kilometers west