The King

  Shadow camp.

   "Father, didn't you agree to just delay the time and not engage in a decisive battle with the main force of the human race? Why did you change your mind?"

   The boy asked eagerly.

   In the continent of Aslante, the most important thing for weak races is to learn to judge the situation.

   Judging from the current situation, the decisive battle between the Alliance of the Ancient Survivors and the main force of the human race will be a blood loss no matter whether they win or lose.

   Without enough strength, no matter how much land you occupy now, you will have to spit it out in the future.

  Instead of taking risks and fighting desperately with the expeditionary force led by Hudson, it is better to paddle and stall for time, and strive to preserve their own strength to the maximum extent.

   "The plan is not changing fast. Alan, many things in this world are not what we want, and we can do what we want.

  The enemy deliberately penetrated into the Principality of Orton and attacked our Southern Expeditionary Army from behind. This is too great a threat to the alliance.

  As soon as the main combat factions encouraged them, the neutral factions in the alliance were quickly persuaded by them. We are weak and unable to stop them, so we can only choose to follow the trend.

   Now I can only hope for the blessing of the God of Shadows, and hope that nothing will go wrong in this decisive battle, otherwise things will be troublesome. "

  The Shadow King said disappointedly.

   "Father, the last defeat was a complete mistake, and it would have been impossible under normal circumstances.

  Now we have an absolute advantage in military strength, and we can defeat weak humans without breaking a sweat.

   What are you worried about?

  Worried about this, why not plan how to unify the alliance, integrate everyone's strength to fight against the human race, and reshape..."

   Before Alan finished speaking, the Shadow King interrupted: "Things are not as simple as you imagined.

  The commander in chief of the enemy is the top famous general in the mainland. He knew that he might be besieged by us, but he dared to come here with great fanfare. There must be other means waiting for us.

   Even if the enemy has no backup, it is not a wise choice to use infantry to fight cavalry on the Great Plains.

   What's more, the issue of command has always been a flaw of the alliance. All ethnic groups have independent command rights, and they can cooperate when fighting with the wind. Once something happens...

Why!

  The last time the coalition forces suffered a disastrous defeat in Fort Augustus, a large reason was that the internal command was not smooth and they failed to organize a counterattack in time.

   If there is still a unified alliance, don’t talk about it in the future. The current alliance cannot withstand twists and turns. "

  Military command is related to the life and death of the race, and all races will not let go.

  The consequence of independent command is that everyone rushes to get the benefits, and no one is willing to do the hard work and dirty work.

   It is a paradox that war is destined to require sacrifice.

  The people of insight in the alliance have realized that the organizational structure of the alliance of the ancient survivors cannot meet the needs of reality.

   To truly become a powerful force with the right to speak on the mainland, the only way is for hundreds of clans to unite and work together to build a kingdom.

  The tragedy is: it is useless to realize this, the key is that it cannot be implemented.

  Although there are strengths and weaknesses in the alliance of the ancient survivors, no one can coerce the heroes.

  The Shadow Clan is one of the more powerful races, but there are several other races with similar strength.

   Not only are the strengths of the stronger companies similar, but the gap in the strength of the races of the same level has not widened.

   Even the weakest race, as long as there are a few alliances, they can still compete with them.

  Under such a background, the Alliance of the Ancient Remained Races naturally had numerous factions and a mixture of fish and dragons.

   "Father, you must not give up!

  You know the situation in the alliance. If they are not united, the catastrophe of overthrow is imminent, and the best ending is to become a vassal of the elves.

  Among the various races, you are the only one who has great talents, and the rest are..."

   Allen tried his best to persuade.

  The Alliance of Ancient Survivors finally withdrew from the mainland and returned to the tribal era. Everyone's vision was inevitably bound to the tribe.

   Participating in this continental war is the first time they have opened their eyes to see the world in hundreds of years.

   Then it was embarrassing.

   After consecutive victories, everyone felt that they were invincible; after a big defeat, they suddenly realized that they were nothing.

  Ambivalence filled the alliance, and many races fell into confusion.

   "It's hard!

  Compared with the human race, our races are small tribes. The resources in the hands of a single race can't keep up with a big noble of the human race.

   Unless it is a pervert like the Dragon Race, the racial base directly determines the upper limit of development.

  Placing the various races in the alliance in the human world is only equivalent to their fief viscounts and fief earls.

  In addition, the various ethnic groups are doing their own thing, and each of them is clinging to the old and outdated inheritance. They have hardly introduced the old and brought forth the new, and they have long been unable to keep up with the times.

  Even if the alliance is really united, we are powerless to compete with the human race.

   Among other things, no one in the alliance can command the 200,000 to 300,000 troops. "

  He was complaining, but his sharp eyes revealed his true thoughts. If he is not going to unify the alliance, why should he study so much?

  Verbal denial, that is because the time is not ripe.

   Without absolute strength and lack of sufficient prestige, if you jump out and say unify the alliance, you will be beaten severely.

  Secretly, the Shadow King had already started planning. Ambition can deceive others, but not those around you.

   After all, the great cause of the unified alliance cannot be accomplished by one person, and more helpers are needed.

   To engage in such a big plan, one's own family must be more reliable than outsiders.

  The death of Fort Augustus was a heavy blow to the Ancient Alliance, but it was an opportunity for the Shadow Clan.

  From the name of the race, we can know what the shadow race is good at. Helping the alliance turn defeat into victory is not enough, but it is not difficult to run away to protect itself.

   Compared with other races, the Shadow King has a deeper plan. Obviously there was no loss for the family, but when it was announced to the public, it became a heavy loss.

  The "killed" clansmen naturally left the battlefield to prepare for his next plan.

  …

   Bathed in the autumn wind, the expeditionary army is still moving forward slowly. The only difference is that the route has changed slightly, but the general direction is still the same.

   If you observe deliberately, you will find that the distance between the expeditionary army and the reinforcements of the ancient survivors is getting closer.

  In order to cover up the real purpose, the distance between the two sides was not obvious, as if they had caught up by chance.

  The distance between the two sides is still more than 360 miles, and the shortened distance is only tens of miles.

  According to the current route of travel, the two sides will never meet. Even at the nearest place, the distance will not be less than three hundred miles.

   There is no way, the advance of tens of thousands of cavalry is already shaking the ground, and it is impossible to hide the team.

  In order to prevent the enemy from discovering the anomaly, Hudson can only do this.

  Compared to the entire battlefield, tens of thousands of enemy troops can only be regarded as a side dish, and will not affect the overall battle situation.

   But for Hudson, who is eager to find a fighter, small dishes can also serve as a feast.

   Whether the main force of the enemy can be mobilized depends on this wave of actions.

   "Marshal, the weather is a little bit wrong. I'm afraid it will rain next time. Let's find a place to set up camp first!"

  Kane reminded.

  Similar things have happened several times along the way. Every time before the weather suddenly changed, Kane would come over to remind him.

   At one time Hudson suspected that he was practicing astrology and divination, and it turned out that he did.

   As one of the heretical occupations marked by the Holy See, fortune tellers in the continent of Aslante have long been a rare species.

  Kane also got the introduction to inheritance cultivation by accident when he was young, but unfortunately his leader was killed by the Holy See, and he failed to learn everything.

   Judging the weather is okay, divination of the future is beyond the scope.

  Heretic life is not easy. Kane, who was born in a minor noble, has been hiding his identity and avoiding the Holy See as much as possible on weekdays.

  The Mountain Territory is a newly developed territory, the influence of the church is negligible, and Hudson's name is famous enough, so he took advantage of the trend and defected here.

  Through a long period of contact, he found that his lord had conflicts with the Holy See, and after confirming that he would not hand over himself to the Holy See, Kane stayed at ease.

   At the beginning, he hid his identity, but after he found out that not only his own lord was rebellious, but also the entire Alpha Kingdom's high-level executives were rebellious, Kane didn't bother to hide it.

  Similar heretics, there are many mountain leaders. Especially after Hudson became the honorary dean of the Arcane Academy, more heretic professionals gathered.

  If others dare to come, Hudson dares to accept. He didn't care if he was a heretic, as long as he wasn't a scum of the world.

  To put it bluntly, in ancient times, when the human race was in decline, these were all serious occupations.

  With the continuous rise of the human race and the expansion of the Holy See, these occupations that are not conducive to the spread of beliefs were classified as heresies.

  Of course, there are more interest games hidden behind this.

   Hudson understands this kind of change very well. The cake is made, so the fewer people who share it, the better.

  Everything is in the past tense, now is a new era, and we must look forward.

   "Send the order to go down, speed up the march, and set up camp on the hill ahead!"

   Hudson ordered decisively.

   Drought is not a good choice, even if everyone is in good health and can handle it. The materials carried with the army cannot withstand the damage of the storm.

  …

   "This **** weather, it's almost impossible to let the giant live!"

   Seeing a group of allies hiding in the camp to avoid the rain, but he could only get out in the rain with his clansmen, Kavehe was so envious and jealous.

   There is no way, the size of the giants is too huge, and the tents seized from the human race simply cannot accommodate them.

   A lot of tarpaulins were seized, but judging from the size of the giants, they had nothing to do with dexterity.

  The giants have long been used to the days of eating and sleeping in the open. Except for a few natural caves for them to rest in, they spend most of their time in the wild.

  The giant who can't bear it has long been eliminated by nature. Because they live in the world of ice and snow, they also have a famous name in the outside world - Frost Giants.

   Just because they have "Frost" in their name doesn't mean they like this kind of ghost weather. The result of years of battling against inclement weather: Giants, more than any other race, long for the land in the sun.

   "Kaveh, stop your loud voice. You giants don't rest, we still have to rest!"

  A voice came from the camp, and Kavehe stomped his feet angrily. Dare to provoke an angry giant at such a time, if he hadn't taken into account the influence of the covenant, he would definitely have gone to find the other party to fight.

   "Pamela, take a rest! Hurry up and put me on duty. Today, you are responsible for patrolling and guarding. If the enemy comes to sneak attack, your crime will be serious."

   Kaveh shouted.

  I don’t know if there are enemies coming to attack him. Anyway, the palpable “happiness” of being in the rain cannot be tolerated by the giants. He must be backed a bit, otherwise he will be psychologically unbalanced.

   "Kaveh, you are such an idiot, you have such a big head for nothing, you can't even figure out such a simple question.

  We are in the rear, where are the enemies?

  The closest enemy to this place is three or four hundred miles away, and with the blessing of heavy rain, there is no surprise attack.

  I think you are confused by the rain, and even the most basic military common sense has been forgotten. "

   Pamela said disdainfully.

  If you want to steal a camp, you must also consider the actual situation, and it cannot be done with a slap in the head. Marching three or four hundred miles on a rainy night to carry out a surprise attack is pure nonsense.

  The muddy road will limit the mobility of the cavalry. If there is a battle in the rain, it will be more beneficial to the infantry who are not very mobile.

"snort!

  This kind of thing, who knows?

  In case the enemy commander has his mind full of water, he chooses to sneak attack at this time. If you don’t go out to patrol, the troops will waste their fighters in vain. It will be enough for you to ask the blame later. "

   Kaveh stubbornly argued.

   Losing is not losing. I agree with Pamela's judgment in my heart, but it's about my own face, and I must not admit defeat.

  The quarrel between the two has attracted countless people who eat melons. Some powerhouses even stepped out of the hood and set up magic shields to keep out the rain, just to watch the fun.

   Realizing that if he continued to quarrel, he would become a joke, Kaveh turned his head and left.

  …

  The raindrops kept falling, and Hudson nestled in the tent and cried out secretly. After finally finding a chance to attack, it was actually destroyed by a heavy rain.

  Running hundreds of miles overnight to launch a sneak attack, Hudson dares to fight such a battle, but rushing hundreds of miles under heavy rain, so save it!

   Don’t wait for the horses to be ruined by the quagmire before they reach their destination. Hudson is not interested in fighting such an unreliable battle.

   "Marshal, it has been raining heavily for two hours, and it seems that it won't stop for a while.

  According to the guide, it is now the rainy season. According to past patterns, this kind of weather usually lasts for as short as a few days and as long as more than a month.

  The army was delayed by the heavy rain, and our original plan may not be able to continue. "

   Jose said frowningly.

  It was the first time he gave advice to the coach, and he encountered such a ghostly weather that he almost suspected that he was possessed by the **** of decline.

  The biggest problem in the rainy season is not the torrential rain, but the muddy roads. Even if the sky cleared in the middle, it would still be difficult for the army to move.

  Before making the plan, he didn't take the weather into consideration. Obviously, he was unqualified as a counselor.

   "Don't worry, this kind of thing is not to blame for you. I thought that this year's Warhammer Great Plains will be dry and rainless, and there will be no rainy season. I didn't expect it to catch up at the last moment.

  It's a pity that there is no one to harvest the crops in the field, and now they can only be wasted.

  Let’s just wait, fighter planes will appear sooner or later. Now the Lord of Dawn does not bless us, and we cannot do what God can do. "

   Hudson said calmly.

  The arrival of the rainy season delayed the movement of the army, and also saved him a lot of trouble.

   Facing the mighty power of nature and the insignificance of manpower, the country can no longer urge him to make a quick decision.

  The resurgence of the war in the northern borders, and the fact that the kingdom's strategy of first going north and then going west was forced to shelve, and now some people are helping to carry it.

  For the follow-up war, it’s better to take one step at a time. Hudson didn't believe it, and couldn't find the enemy's flaws.

  …

  The rainy season is unusual. It rained intermittently for seven days in a row before a rainbow appeared in the sky.

  After the rain, the sky clears up, but I don’t know whether this sunny day is permanent or just a flash in the pan.

   Touring the camp every day, Hudson has long been bored. Fortunately, the coverage of the rain was wide enough, and it didn't just catch the expeditionary army's family.

  Affected by heavy rainfall, flash floods occurred in many areas. Unfortunately, the coalition forces of the ancient survivors gathered in the province of Deklas caught up with a wave of mountain torrents.

  The soldiers who had been in the camp all day in such heavy rainy weather were full of anger. It happened to be a mountain torrent, so it's no wonder the morale was high.

   Hudson, who received the news, was not only fortunate, but also fortunate.

  Fortunately, I chose to camp on a higher mountain. If I chose to camp in a flat area for convenience, how to drain the water in the camp would be a big problem.

  Looking into the distance, Hudson ordered to the guards: "Send down the order and summon the officers above the regiment level of the Warcraft Cavalry Legion to discuss matters!"

  It is also a regiment-level officer, and the regiment level in the Warcraft Cavalry Legion is obviously much higher than that in other legions.

   Calling them over for a meeting alone is not class discrimination. The main reason is that the roads are now muddy, which limits the performance of ordinary cavalry.

  In comparison, the impact on Warcraft is much smaller, almost negligible.

  In a short period of time, the only force Hudson can use is the five thousand monster cavalry.

  Originally during the rainy period, Hudson was going to take this monster cavalry out to do things, and caught the enemy by surprise.

   Only in consideration of the limited force, it is impossible to do big things, and it is not worth exposing the combat effectiveness of the Warcraft cavalry in advance, so they chose to temporarily shelve the plan.

   After the rain, everyone is in a good mood, and it is also the time when it is most likely to be negligent.

  Seven days of stability, coupled with the muddy road, is enough to dispel the vigilance of many people.

  Looking at the top of the head, you can tell that in the past few days, the enemy has not come to reconnaissance.

   Not because of negligence, but pure unnecessaryness. The advantage of cavalry lies in mobility, and it is impossible to give up their advantages and run to fight fortified battles in camps.

   If you want to win at the lowest cost, you must launch an attack when the enemy is in motion.

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