In a city in the Yellow Earth Land, senior commanders from the Northwest Legion, the Crystal Radiance Legion, and several other forces had established a joint Staff Department.
The commanders had finished discussing the overall plan for a full-scale offensive against the orcs. The staff officers would handle the details of the tactics, fleshing them out and refining them.
The brightly lit hall had been cleared of the sand table. Wineglasses and tableware now occupied the table, glittering beneath the candlelight.
Paul Greiman raised his glass and looked around at the senior commanders of the Northwest Legion and the Crystal Radiance Legion seated there.
"Gentlemen!" His voice was steady and powerful. "After careful planning by the joint Staff Department, our full-scale offensive will begin soon."
He turned and walked toward the enormous map still hanging on the wall. His finger passed over the densely packed flag markers before tapping three red arrows onto the sand table, all pointing straight at the orcs' final line of defense.
According to the battle plan, the Aldo Army had been divided into three main legions and three auxiliary legions. The main legions would undertake the assaults, commanded respectively by General Claude, General Walton, and General Abbott. The three auxiliary legions would seal off every possible breakthrough point, ensuring that the Orcish Cavalry could not use its mobility advantage to weave through the lines and break out.
Paul, brimming with confidence, looked across the hall, his gaze sweeping over every commander's face. "Our army numbers a total of one hundred and twenty thousand soldiers. Never in this land's history has such a powerful force been assembled. We will advance shoulder to shoulder, leaving not the slightest gap."
Catherine Greiman stood beside him in a crisp military uniform. Her long golden hair was tied behind her