Charles had cavalry tactics committed to memory.
Charging headlong against infantry was the worst of all possible options.
Cavalry had many uses. The Land of Chaos was vast; aside from the usual roads, there were also stretches of wilderness that could be crossed.
Such wilderness was not necessarily suitable for infantry, because it would stretch their supply lines.
But for cavalry, it was not much of a problem. It could even reduce the burden of supplying provisions.
The cavalry maneuvered around, bypassing the main infantry force of the Howling Children of the Wasteland and arriving behind the area where they were fighting the Scorched-Earth Warcry Tribe.
Under the cover of night, Charles observed this logistics distribution center through the birds he had summoned.
This place lay on what had once been the border between the Howling Children of the Wasteland and the Scorched-Earth Warcry Tribe.
It had one advantage: supplies transported from the various settlements of the Howling Children of the Wasteland could all arrive safely.
Only after the logistical supplies reached here would troops be organized to transport them to the front lines.
The camp as a whole was arranged in a three-cluster formation. Provisions, expendable weapons, and assorted supplies were stored separately.
From the air, they could also see that quite a few supplies had already been loaded onto carts. Clearly, they were waiting to set out at dawn the next day.
Seeing this, Charles ordered Yvenjieling to record it.
"This is a good opportunity. Perhaps tomorrow, we can strike this convoy directly and use the momentum to break through this camp."
"Yes, Master."
After thoroughly scouting out the details of the place, Charles returned to where the main force was stationed.
All the cavalry rested in simple tents.
The enemy camp was not far away, so the