411: Chapter 50, Tragic_2 411: Chapter 50, Tragic_2 In fact, this proved to be true over countless classic cases.
Duke Daniel was right all along.
With such a commander-in-chief, the generals need not think.
They are just tools who follow orders and implement directives.
“Remember this, Thomas.
You are the commander of my Silver Moon Wolf Clan Cavalry, not that of the Bimon Tribe’s cavalry.
What happens to the Bimon Tribe is none of your concern!”
Upon hearing Duke Daniel’s warning, the dark clouds which pervaded Thomas’s face gave way to a burst of sunshine.
He seldom wastes words, and his willingness to advise implies that Thomas still has potential worth nurturing.
“I am thankful for Your Grace’s guidance and will commit it to memory…”
Before he could finish expressing his resolution, Duke Daniel waved his hand and cut him off, “You may depart now for battle.
However, we are not going to assist the Bimon Army, but to attack the main camp of the human army directly.
Compared to the Bimon Clan’s camp, the spoils within the Human’s camp are not something those Bimon paupers can compete with.
Thomas, I am entrusting this mission to you.
Reclaim all resources from the human camp for me, and in passing, lend aid to the Bimon Army.
As for Prince Butzwieg, he doesn’t need your concern.
The true main force of the Bimon Tribe is on its way.
Those tens of thousands of cannon fodders were merely baits he planned in advance.
Inviting us for a joint action is merely because the fish they hooked was too big for them to swallow alone.
All these petty tricks have no real value.
Even if the strategy succeeds, they will still have to match their strength against the Human Race in the end!”
Upon discovering the truth, the expression on Thomas’s face altered yet again.
He could never have imagined that the Bimon Tribe would throw away tens of thousands of soldiers so casually.
Remembering an earlier incident where a Bimon cavalry corps was annihilated, he quickly understood — the Bimon Tribe was seeking revenge.
The initiator of the trouble, the First Legion of the Alpha Kingdom’s Expeditionary Army, holed up in Flying Bear Fort and did not move out, making the fort difficult to attack.
Whether it’s feasible is one matter, but the Orc Empire’s current strategy is to capture Dapes City, obliterate the Moxi Duchy as soon as possible, and they simply do not have time to waste on a worthless Flying Bear Fort.
If they can’t find the main culprit to take revenge on, cutting down other Alpha Kingdom’s expeditionary armies would be the same.
This could establish great merits, and declare to the world through actual deeds — the Bimon Tribe must not be insulted!
…
The reinforcements were still on their way, but the situation on the battlefield was increasingly obvious.
The defeated Orc Army had retreated back into their camp.
Were it not for the Bimon cavalry supervising the battle, they might have already defaulted.
The reinforcements had not arrived on time, and the so-called holding on for an hour before retreating naturally became an empty promise.
Realizing it was a lost cause and deeply frustrated by his unreliable allies, Prince Butzwieg had no choice but to lead the Bimon cavalry into action himself.
The expeditionary army, stripped of their protective formation, was waiting for their…
assault…
In an instant, the Bimon cavalry attacked the expeditionary army, and a slaughter of cavalry against infantry ensued.
Crown Prince Caesar, who had just been reveling in the joy of victory, was immediately awakened by this splash of cold water.
HIs logical reasoning told him that Bimon cavalry would always be formidable, even if their numbers were now less than four thousand; they still posed a significant threat against a much larger army.
“Give the order, all cavalry troops attack, and keep the Bimon cavalry in check.
Command each legion commander to reassemble their troops’ formation and cooperate with the cavalry to encircle this Bimon cavalry group!”
With the issuance of the order, the prepared three thousand cavalry, immediately took a roundabout path to the rear of the Bimon cavalry, launching their attack.
The pursuit of the defeated Orc soldiers suddenly slackened.
Under the organization of the aristocratic military officers, a massive encirclement was slowly taking shape.
No matter how brave and skilled they are, they can’t defeat the human sea tactic.
The previous battle did exhaust many of the expeditionary troops, but it also boosted their morale.
After the initial confusion, the expeditionary army quickly regained order under the organization of the aristocratic military officers.
One hundred-man phalanx after another kept appearing on the battlefield, leveraging the power of their formation against the Bimon cavalry.
Softly cursing, “Damn it”.
Although the expeditionary army is inexperienced, their phalanx formations against the Bimon cavalry were very proficient.
It was clear that this was the result of countless rehearsals beforehand.
In a blink of an eye, Prince Butzwieg realized his oversight.
The Alpha Kingdom’s army was after all different from the Moxi people’s; even their ordinary troops had been trained specifically against them.
Once they failed to break the expeditionary army at the first instance, the possibility of defeating an enemy twenty times their size with a few thousand cavalry was simply impossible.
Without waiting for the encirclement to be completed, Prince Butzwieg immediately made a decisive order, “Brave warriors of the Bimon Tribe, follow me in charge, and capture the enemy’s commander alive!”
With the order given, the Bimon cavalry, who had been following blindly, immediately had a new target.
They aimed straight for Crown Prince Caesar’s marshal’s banner.
“Your Highness, the enemy is about to make a final desperate stand.
Perhaps we should retreat a bit, wait for the encirclement to lock in, and then deal with them.”
Count Jose advised against his better judgement.
To save face for Crown Prince Caesar, the Bimon cavalry, which was still actively hopping on the battlefield, was described by him as an isolated army on the brink of annihilation.
Although the expeditionary army’s encirclement looked impressive, the experienced Count Jose spotted the problem in an instant.