"Your Majesty, the Heretics have launched a charge!"
"Hmm? All their forces?"
"Yes, all their forces!"
Toreya was taken aback at first, but then he burst out laughing.
He was surprised because the enemy had fewer than 1,200 legions, yet they actually dared to charge more than 2,800 legions. It was truly beyond his expectations.
And the reason he laughed was...
Toreya believed this was the Heretics' final frenzy after realizing the overall situation was hopeless.
After all, as long as he did not move and met them in a defensive posture, he would not have to fear any tricks they might use.
And in a head-on fleet battle, with more than twice their numbers, he had no reason to lose!
"Your Majesty, should we send out the fleet to meet them?"
"Attack? Why attack? Order all fleets to defend in place!"
"Defend in place?"
At those words, all the ministers were stunned.
"That's right. Have every one of you forgotten how many times we've fallen for the Heretics' schemes?"
"What's wrong with defending in place? As long as I remain steady enough, they won't be able to use any schemes, and we..."
"Can simply wear them down slowly!"
"That's right. I intend to defend, then use that defense to wage an attritional war against them!"
For any commander, an attritional war was a pitfall they would scramble to avoid.
Yet at this moment, Toreya was saying that he wanted to deliberately steer the war into one. How could the ministers not be shocked?
However, the ministers quickly came around.
After all, following several setbacks, the Imperial Fleet's numbers had plummeted from 5,000 legions to just over 2,800.
They could no longer withstand another devastating blow.
Therefore, an attritional war was instead the safest approach at present.
As long as