"How so?" Richard asked, looking at Soren.
"I know Richard is not in very good health, so you needn't put in too much effort. You won't need to participate in drafting pre-battle plans or subsequent command work. I only need you to help me supervise the order of part of the army once the war begins," Soren explained slowly. "First, let me briefly explain the current situation.
After fighting for so long, our forces can still maintain the full organization of roughly four Allied Legions. However, three of those legions are fighting the Sika Kingdom in other directions. While holding back the Sika Kingdom's forces, they cannot return in time to support the area around Kasha City. Therefore, we can only deploy one legion to attack Kasha City—one hundred thousand men. The Sika Kingdom, on the other hand, has around one hundred and fifty thousand."
"One hundred thousand against one hundred and fifty thousand?" Richard raised his brows slightly. "That doesn't sound like an advantage."
Surround with ten times the force, attack with five times the force, divide with twice the force. The enemy had fifty percent more troops, yet they would have to launch a frontal assault—and a siege battle at that. It was truly unwise.
"Indeed." Soren did not deny it, but his tone shifted. "However, the situation is not as bad as it appears. Otherwise, I would not have planned to attack Kasha City so soon.
When I say we have one Allied Legion of one hundred thousand men, I am only referring to the first-line regular troops. Beyond that, we have roughly twenty thousand second-line troops, as well as... fifty thousand cannon fodder troops temporarily formed from prisoners. That brings us to one hundred and seventy thousand men, no fewer than the Sika Kingdom."
"Even so,