
“General, Do you think we should deploy an entire army to head off an already wounded opponent? Wouldn't it be better if we split the army in two and sent one of them directly to their capital and attacked it?”
A handsome-looking young man and wearing glittering armor and better than the others. With her red colored hair, she had a fiery charm.
An old man with a gallant stature and a calm gaze filled with experience stared at the young man, he had an upright back and a fielded chest. Its long white beard and sunken cheeks make it look authoritative.
“You are not wrong, but not right. Do you know how much power they carry?” the voice full of doubt came out like a gust of wind.
“We can hit them directly and destroy them. Of course on condition we get victory, so that our success to conquer their capital will increase rapidly.”
The calculating face of the old man made the young man beside him pause for a moment. The old man was very calm when he said that.
“However, the consequences we will face are not inferior to the chances of victory itself,” insisted the old man again and this time his way of looking at the young man became sharper.
“What according to the General of this war will be a big war or just an opening war?” The young man asked the war situation because he was uncomfortable with sudden movements.
Before hearing the old man's reply, the young man told him his raging feelings. He was worried after the Salauster Kingdom echoed the war drums.
“When looking at the defeat they had experienced earlier, I felt they had no intention of fighting this time. However, the situation this time felt different, as if there was a powerful aura enveloping them and pushing them.”
Valaunter understood the worry and spirit felt by the young man who was predicted to become a high-ranking General.
The previous war had given the young man a bit of experience, but it had yet to meet his passion.
Looking at the young man's temperament, Valaunter could have guessed that he was a war maniac. It was not a bad thing especially for a General, as long as he was able to control his lust. If he gets out of control, things could turn for the worse.
What will happen later cannot be guessed by Valaunter. The current situation was already far from his estimation.
Valaunter had indeed calculated the counterattack from the Salauster Kingdom, only that he had not expected it so quickly.
If they do so now then they have high self-confidence and high morale can be a differentiator in war. Valaunter had sensed it several times and one of the defeats that tarnished his name came about thanks to the enemy having high morale.
“War is still war, no matter the size. If they have fewer troops than us it will be a favorable situation for us.”
“Will but, if they are more then we need a better and mature plan. Mival Belloc, The Brigadier of Death, the man referred to as the genius of the House of Mival. As long as I lead the troops and become the control and decision holder, I will free you from all complicated matters.”
“You can focus on facing your opponent and fighting!”
Selek Valaunter, the Old General who was also lined up as Marshal of the Kingdom of Arannor said it was to make Belloc feel free.
A restraint will not produce good things, it will worsen the situation they face.
Valaunter released Belloc, but in the end Belloc will also get an increase in office after this war ends.
With an army of 60,000 soldiers, Valaunter did not feel bad. This force was more than enough to overcome the opponent. He led almost all the soldiers in the Kingdom of Arannor.
Of course, with such a large army, there was a great hope for success in a war in which it became a victory. Valaunter himself had sent some scouts to find out the condition and situation of the Salauster Kingdom.
The valaunter not only waits in one place but moves and does not take a break. They rushed to the Verus Plain where it was a suitable place to build a large army formation.
***
Veus and Larsson, with two pillars following this war, Voran could breathe a little relief. Without the presence and support of both. It would be difficult for him to lead the army.
As someone who had never set foot onto the battlefield, the situation he was in right now exerted immense pressure. He did not know whether he was capable of being on the battlefield or not.
To calm down, he channeled his energy throughout the body and felt it by meditating on horseback.
“A part of the team comes from the Noble Family. It's not a good thing, are you thinking the same thing as me, Larsson? This war ... what do you think?”
The journey that soon makes his feelings more heavy and Voran feels he is squeezed by pressure and burdens that he does not know.
To escape the burden and doubt that haunted his mind, he asked Larsson's opinion about this war.
In addition, Voran also did meditation which he did to find out the effect of the Strengthening Pill he ate.
Closing his eyes for a moment while stroking his beard, Larsson thought about what answer he should tell Voran.
After a few seconds he closed his eyes, he opened them and gave an answer. “Not easy. Not only do we have to be wary of the opponent, we also cannot distract from the army of those Nobles. We don't know if they're really going to exert all their strength or just pretend to cover their stench!”
Veus not only listened but also gave his opinion. With a serious face as well as a non-playful tone, he said, “It would be an easier task if we were just wary of the opponent. However, what power! Our enemy is not only from the outside but also from the inside which increasingly makes the situation uncertain. We have to divide our concentration to deal with these two problems. This war will be hard!”
“Is that? The worst enemies never come from the outside but from the inside. As long as the internal part is not addressed it will be difficult to solve external problems. How easy it is for those who only focus on facing external problems.”
“However, we've set everything up since the beginning. Their death will be an indelible sorrow and solace for the kingdom. Unfortunately, the existence of their leader was too bad for the kingdom. Well ... in the end this is for the good and harmony of the kingdom!” Voran said it with great determination. He could not let go of the guilt of ordering innocent people to the gates of death.
The words of a king can produce millions of deaths or comforts in life.
Therefore, the burden he bore was not something easy to bear. Voran could not ignore the guilt and kept harboring it until now.
Despite being in the middle of the team and being accompanied by two important figures, he felt nothing but a blinding loneliness in his eyes and taste.