"Marshal, the scouts have just sent word that the enemy army in De Class Province set out early this morning and is heading straight for us."
The enemy may have seen through our plan and did not split their forces to provide reinforcements immediately. Our previous military deployment now needs to be completely adjusted."
Jose spoke with a grave expression.
It was his first time devising a military plan, yet such a change had occurred. The pressure on him was immense.
Strategizing from within the command tent and deciding victory a thousand miles away was ultimately just a beautiful fantasy. In a real war, all sorts of unexpected events could happen at any time.
Just like this time, the expeditionary army had wanted to use the bait in their hands to lure the enemy into splitting off troops for a rescue, then bleed the enemy army first.
"There is no need to worry. The impact is not significant. As long as the enemy has moved, our plan has already succeeded halfway.
It is normal that they did not split their forces to rescue them. Drip-feeding troops into battle is a military taboo. With so many people in the Ancient Remnants Alliance, someone was bound to think of it.
The military deployment does need adjustment, but the overall changes will not be major. The fish have already taken the bait, so the bait no longer serves much purpose.
Pass down the order. Have the thirty thousand cavalry keep pace. At noon the day after tomorrow, the main army will strike the enemy from both front and rear. We will swallow the bait first."
Hudson said calmly.
Being able to crush fifty thousand enemy troops was already an enormous profit. Moreover, they had lured the enemy's main force into the plains. No