Amber Sword

Everyone seemed somewhat dismissive; how could one randomly speculate the enemy’s formation on the battlefield? There have been arrogant commanders in history, but many have fallen into traps, with some cases becoming famous battles passed down through the ages.

But when they saw Ou Fuwei’er nodding in agreement with Brand’s answer, their hearts became a bit complex. The ’Commander’ was very confident, so naturally, it wasn’t just a guess, leaving only one possibility.

"How do you know?" Nemesia rarely spoke up, asking on behalf of everyone.

Brand smiled: "Because I am familiar with every army of Erune. I know clearly what they would do and how they would do it."

He answered not to pretend to be a Prophet. But he had to show such confidence because, right now, only he could lead them to carve a bloody path out of here. He knew very well that he needed to display enough confidence to subdue everyone.

"You say you are familiar with every army of Erune?" a gentle yet calm voice asked.

Brand looked up and saw the Princess in full military attire, and couldn’t help but light up slightly. Only then did he remember that Griffine had never been a sheltered flower of the Royal Family, and her swordsmanship had always been outstanding among her peers, thinking that she had also participated in the previous charge.

He even saw the thrusting sword at the waist of the Half-Elf Girl and the blood stains on her face that hadn’t completely dried.

She turned her head and stared at him with her silver eyes, her silver curls draped over her dark blue woolen military uniform. The well-fitted uniform seemed to cling to every line of the girl’s physique, which was truly refreshing. Brand then thought that she initially wore this uniform under a skirt, no wonder she covered it with a thick cloak at the venue, which appeared somewhat bulky.

However, the Princess’s tone seemed somewhat peculiar when she asked.

Brand hesitated for a moment, thinking that speaking about every army wasn’t out of the question. He had ’lived’ in Erune for nearly a century, during which he fought alongside many troops, even including Noble Private Soldiers. Yet answering in this manner seemed somewhat too unbelievable, with a touch of omniscience.

"Um, that might not be accurate," Brand thought and carefully answered: "I should at least be familiar with the regular army’s organization."

He noticed the strange expression on Princess Griffine’s face, who looked back and exchanged a mysterious glance with Ou Fuwei’er.

Darn, it seems I went a bit too far. But Brand could only continue, he brewed for a while, and answered: "So the conclusion is quite obvious..."

"According to the composition of the Kingdom White Lion Legion, a Swordsmen group should have three Light Infantry Columns and an Archer Column, along with an extra Mage Squadron and Reconnoitre Squadron, totaling eleven hundred people. The Heavy Infantry Corps is half of it, so I estimate the White Lion Legion on this battlefield should have less than three thousand people."

At this, Nemesia already understood. The White Lion Legion had less than three thousand people, and they had already been heavily damaged by nearly one-third in the previous battle. It was already remarkable for an army to lose more than 30% in a battle and not collapse, let alone continuing the pursuit which would be too exaggerated.

Not to mention, Brand’s side still had more than double-digits of Golden Rank experts, even if the White Lion Legion were disregarding the composition, they might not fare well.

"But they might not just watch us leave, right?" Nemesia raised her long eyelashes, silently glancing at Brand.

"Exactly, which is why we must devise a new plan now."

"A new plan?"

Brand nodded.

Clearly, there cannot only be this much force on the battlefield, the key lies with the Cruz people. It seemed like the Princess thought of the same thing, she raised her head and asked: "Is it because of the Cruz people?"

"Pressured by the Holy Scripture and Holy Covenant, the Cruz people and the Flame Temple shouldn’t directly interfere, but they could find ways to aid our enemies." Brand silently recalled the means of the Flame Temple while answering: "Since the Cruz people appeared here, surely they are not here for tea and hospitality—"

"Moreover, we are the hosts here, if anyone is to host, it should be us." He had the leisure to crack a joke, eliciting a low laughter among the officer cadets. Brand’s composed attitude won the favor of most people, as nobody likes a coward, especially these young folks with a military spirit.