The More He Thought About It, the More Confident He Became (Extra Chapter for Reaching 1,000 Monthly Votes)

At that moment, inside the command tent, Marshal Adolf took a deep breath as he looked at Holy Roland I, who clearly had no idea what was going on, then cautiously began...

"Your Majesty, according to my many years of experience commanding battles, successfully breaching an enemy fortress in a short period requires at least five times the enemy's forces to launch the assault. Judging by appearances, the enemy has nearly ten thousand troops..."

"..."

Actually, Marshal Adolf still had one more thing he had not said.

That was, if they did not have five times the enemy's forces, they could also break through on the level of high-end combat power and open up the situation.

But clearly, Holy Roland I had failed to do that. In fact, in the two battles so far, he had been driven frantic by Bloodhand, who possessed an undying trait.

At a time like this, Marshal Adolf naturally refrained from bringing that up, lest he make himself uncomfortable.

"Besides that, the fortress's strength and defensive installations are in a league of their own compared with the countries we encountered before. Given that, their commander is no simple figure either."

At the mention of the opposing commander, Marshal Adolf's expression turned solemn.

Of the commanders of Great Zhou, the one Marshal Adolf had dealt with was Li Ce.

At the time, he had been the General Commander of the allied forces formed by Great Zhou, the Female Warrior Tribe, and the Smith Republic.

In Marshal Adolf's eyes, Li Ce himself was already a powerful commander capable of serving as an imperial marshal.

As for Shi Lei, Marshal Adolf had only heard his name and had barely interacted with him.

Who could have imagined that an obscure fortress commander within Great Zhou could be so troublesome?