Lancelot pondered, then used Mind Link to connect to the scouts at the front.
"Show me the enemy's deployment again."
That was his order.
The scouts faithfully carried it out.
Four soldiers with Eagle Eye observed from four different angles and showed him the enemy camp on the eastern bank of the Lottas River.
The enemy had camped quite far from the riverbank.
It seemed they had an experienced Commander among them, one who at least knew not to camp directly beside the river. Drawing water might be convenient that way, but if a flood came, they would immediately collapse into chaos.
The eastern army had slightly fewer men, around eighty thousand, while the western army had one hundred and twenty thousand.
The eighty thousand men were divided into dozens of camps, each holding roughly a thousand people.
Their fences were set shallow, no trenches had been dug, and chevaux-de-frise were placed only at the entrances...
There were not many patrols of Knights, and they only patrolled within a five-li radius.
All signs indicated that the enemy did not believe he would dare launch a surprise attack.
They had eighty thousand men in a single army, while he had only ten thousand in total.
If ten thousand men tried to ambush eighty thousand, one misstep would get them bogged down, followed by the annihilation of the entire army.
Even if all ten thousand were cavalry, it would not work. The enemy had at least a thousand Knights capable of erupting with Battle Qi, giving them tremendous short-range explosive power.
Once the Knights charged in to pin them down and the infantry flanked them from both sides, a textbook maneuver would wipe out the raiders.
But Lancelot saw an opportunity.
Because such tactics only worked against ordinary armies. Those arrogant nobles