"Just a few thousand men. They used to seem like a lot, but with the Northern Territory Army's way of using its people, those few thousand men are barely any different from having a few thousand civilians wiped out."
Louis pursed his lips and studied the map. "That makes sense. Still, we can't refuse to cooperate."
"We won't send our elites. We'll keep training them and find more beggars and slaves to feed our elite forces."
"On the main battlefield, we'll use our current soldiers to support Lothair."
"Keep the attacks to a minimum and build more fortifications. Don't rush. Build them up and advance step by step. That's the safest approach."
Louis was still thinking over what would be the safest course of action while at court.
Lothair, on the other hand, had simply sent someone to notify Louis.
So while Louis's side was still wondering how to proceed cautiously,
Lothair's envoy arrived.
Louis summoned the envoy, and a Crystal Ball appeared.
Behind Lothair stood the soldiers celebrating their victory, with captured weapons piled beside them. He held a drink as he called out, "Louis!"
"I've got the intelligence. Lynn is inside Jacques Gate, and I can reach it in a day!"
"I can launch an attack the next day."
"Louis, have your men follow me. It's settled. If you agree, send the order at once. Your men are absolute trash. You let all kinds of riffraff into your army. What good is having numbers?"
Lothair took a sip of his drink. "Ah!"
Someone behind him dragged over a bloodied man. "General, this village chief says Lynn's Army has recently been setting up a militia system and building a rural intelligence network to track troop movements."
"They also have Magic Masters flying in the sky, watching our movements from