Night Raid

"The entire kingdom is currently engulfed in war..."

Inside the meeting room, a sheepskin map was hung up, and Shackle introduced it, "First, there is the strongest Royal Territory. Because it was the first to suffer from the war, large areas of the Golden Plain were abandoned, and the farmers are suffering from famine... Many knights who were loyal to the king have either defected to the Queen, to the False King, or simply disappeared. Some of their troops were scattered and became bandits..."

"The Northerners have superior numbers, but our West Territory is an impregnable fortress, strong enough to withstand their attacks. We'll bleed them dry with fortress after fortress. At most, they still have ten thousand attackers left! But our losses have been devastating, leaving only a few thousand... The crucial point is that as Grand Duke Drake has grown up, he's developed a different will..."

"As for the South and the East, they are also strange. First, there is the Duke of Lister in the East. After his 'death' at the beginning of the year, his fleet was attacked by the Southern Army. After the Duke of Black Castle absorbed most of the sailors, he strangely began to digest the new territory and remained inactive..."

"As expected, the entire continent is in chaos..."

Sulu pondered, "The Southern Grand Duke wants us and the Northerners to weaken each other, then calmly take the biggest share of the spoils... This is no longer a conspiracy, but something that's out in the open. Unfortunately, once war breaks out, it's hard to stop."

"Teacher, aside from a portion of the troops left to guard the Royal Capital, the Northern Territory's most elite force of ten thousand is here..." Messiah's eyes blazed with hatred. "No matter what, I will take my revenge!"

The aura emanating from her caught Sulu's attention.

It feels like he has not only mastered the [Herder] skill, but has even reached the level of the [Wolf Shepherd].

'Speaking of which, the Wind Wolf in the Meteor Forest would be a good target for enslavement... Although I scattered the ones near the ruins, there are definitely still some around.'

Sulu thought to himself that he would mention this to Messiah later.

"Revenge? I understand."

Sulu nodded. "I will help you. These 10,000 troops have already suffered heavy losses and their morale is low. Now is the time to press their advantage."

"Specifically, Your Excellency?" Shackle inquired.

"Specifically, it's a sneak attack! Form small squads of knights and disrupt the enemy camp under the cover of night."

Even a fourth-tier master-level professional, facing such an army of ten thousand head-on without retreating or avoiding, would eventually be exhausted to death.

But harassment warfare and guerrilla warfare can cause a large army to collapse; this is the power of an individual in this world!

In a way, Sulu's killing of Rophis was a huge favor to the people of the West Territory.

Otherwise, with this peak third-tier knight present, Rose Castle's situation would be even more dire, and it might even be breached directly!

Sulu made this suggestion because the extraordinary powers of both sides were roughly equal, and the addition of his own combat power would definitely be a huge factor in turning the tide of the battle!

He wasn't actually the kind of strategist who could calculate everything perfectly, but he bullied people just because of his rank!

As for why not just behead Grand Duke Frank?

That would cause the Northern Territory army, especially the professionals among them, to scatter, which would not be in his interest.

"Is this... all you need to do?"

Messiah stared wide-eyed, looking utterly adorable.

That's enough.

Sulu smiled and affectionately ruffled her hair.

Late at night, not far from the castle, the northern camp.

The tents were scattered haphazardly, without even fences or barriers.

Apart from the Northern Knights and the regular army, which still had some semblance of order, the troops brought by the vassals perfectly exemplified what a 'rabble' truly is.

There were no sentries, no patrols, and drinking was a regular occurrence at night. There were also merchants and prostitutes accompanying the army, who set up business outside the military camp.

This was the norm for the armies of feudal lords and even kings!

Inside the very center tent.

Grand Duke Frank read the intelligence report sent by the Raven, his brow furrowed.

The Duke of the North looked as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant.

"We can't afford to drag out this war."

He sighed.

Although it was known that the people of the West Territory were also unable to withstand the strain and might soon succumb, the same was true for the people of the North.

The others are manageable, but those conscripted laborers haven't returned home for over a year since the siege of the Royal Capital began.

Last time, the Soldier ' needs were met thanks to the large amount of spoils plundered from the Royal Capital. But this time, the war in the West Territory is not going very well.

As the number of dead and wounded increased, deserters continued to appear in the army. Even if a few were killed and their heads were hung on the flagpole, it would not do much good.

"The lands in the Northern Territory need to be cultivated, the unrest in the Royal Territory needs to be suppressed... and..."

Grand Duke Frank covered his forehead, as if a young man's figure appeared before him.

"Sulu Potter!"

He uttered the name softly. "The wolves will never forget! I swear by my honor that I will avenge Gran!"

Boom!

Just then, he heard a commotion outside.

Grand Duke Frank lifted the tent flap and, by the light of the numerous torches, saw Soldier running around in the darkness.

"What... what's going on?"

He roared.

"Your Grace, knights have attacked the military camp in the northwest corner. They are few in number, but have caused chaos..."

A Wizard immediately bowed and reported.

"To order our knights to retaliate, to launch a sneak attack in the night, is an act that true knights would despise!"

Grand Duke Frank said angrily, but at the same time, he didn't think the other side could cause much trouble for his side.

In terms of population quality alone, the number of strong individuals in the North is actually slightly greater than that in the West.

If it weren't for the absence of Rophis, a top-tier combatant, he might have already breached Rose City, or even Tulip Castle!

Thinking of this, Grand Duke Frank's hatred for Sulu intensified.

"Kill!"

Sulu stood quietly to one side, directing the knights of the West Territory to attack.

His role is to command and observe; he will only take action when there is someone worthy of his attention.

Often, a few flashes by, the Demon Hunting Dagger is thrust out, and the opposing knight loses his life before he can even react.

Upon discovering the ambush, the nearby knights reacted quickly and spontaneously rushed over to engage in combat without the Duke's orders.

Clearly, if they were entangled with them and the main army surrounded them, their side would likely suffer a heavy loss.

'Are the top players really that average? There aren't many professional players either...'

After taking down a Bronze Knight, Sulu returned to his original spot, utterly bored. "However, it could also be a trap..."

He felt that Grand Duke Frank might unite with other forces to set a trap specifically for him in the commander's tent, so he was in no hurry to behead him.

"Let's retreat!"

Seeing that the enemy camp was in turmoil, Sulu immediately gave the order.