Emperor of Arcane

"Soldiers are important matters of the country, the place of life and death, and the path to survival. We must pay attention to them!"

Matthew sent out sentries from the inspection team, crossed the newly built wooden bridge, and headed straight to the other side of the Silver Moon River. ◆𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐠𝐥𝐞 Search for 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝟓𝟐𝟎𝐜𝐨𝐦Read◆

Yaya carefully understood the meaning of these words, and asked directly if there was anything he didn't understand.

When Matthew explained, he did not deliberately lower his voice to convey his ideas on war to everyone.

"Since you have decided to fight, you must be fully prepared!"

"The first step is to know yourself and your enemy!"

“While understanding ourselves, we must also understand each other’s situation.”

"At the same time, we must also be fully aware of the environment in all directions so that we can be confident about the next battle."

Everyone who heard this had different reactions, but almost everyone kept it firmly in mind.

Professional skills and combat techniques, there are still people who can teach and give guidance.

When it comes to commanding soldiers to fight in battles, there is absolutely no way to learn in this area.

Angela, who was very perceptive, reacted immediately, pointed to the wooden bridge that was built, and said thoughtfully:

"So, this wooden bridge was not built for us, but for those barbarians."

Matthew nodded in admiration, happy that Angela could understand what he meant:

"That's right. If you were these barbarian soldiers who came here hungry and found a spacious Silver Moon River, you would definitely not think of swimming across it."

Beelzebub had a deep sense of empathy. He touched his unkempt beard and looked at the seemingly calm but invisible Silver Moon River. He nodded thoughtfully and murmured to himself:

"That's right, not to mention whether they have the tools to cross the river. Even if they did, it wouldn't be possible to spend several days transporting tens of thousands of people across the river, so they will definitely use this bridge."

After Beelzebub's explanation, everyone nodded silently.

If they are tired and sleepy and see a big river, they will definitely choose to cross the bridge.

"So, our first goal has been achieved, attracting the opponent to the battlefield we set."

"Just imagine, the wooden bridge is only this wide. It can accommodate up to seven or eight people crossing at the same time. We just need to block this side..."

Matthew described to everyone the battle scene of the Gulf Territory soldiers blocking the bridge, and talked about the next plan.

The tone is very light, but the interlocking plans make people think deeply.

Everyone shuddered when they imagined it from the perspective of the barbarians.

Brown, who swallowed, couldn't help but feel extremely lucky at this moment.

Thanks to the previous battle, the Gulf Territory did not kill him.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even have the chance to stand up again this time.

As for now, what are you still thinking about?

The best way out is to hug Master Matthew's thigh tightly!

"Of course, no matter how perfect the plan is, it is impossible to calculate every step of the enemy."

“When something goes wrong, there must be a backup plan to remedy and recover.”

"The more preparations and plans we have, the bigger the cards in our hands will be, and the greater the probability of victory."

"Now, arrange for the soldiers to start training and adapt to the possible attack of the barbarians in advance!"

Matthew directly issued the order for training, and the captains of the Bay Territory quickly made arrangements. Only Lynch and Brown looked at a loss.

What should they do?

Matthew glanced at them, with a faint smile on his face, and asked softly in a nonchalant tone:

"As we agreed before, all the soldiers will be under my command, right?"

Without any hesitation, the two nodded at the same time.

In a short time, more than 4,000 soldiers arrived at the bridgehead.

Just by marching and lining up, you can see a very obvious gap.

The soldiers from the Gulf Territory, even if they were trotting over, maintained a straight line, showing their ability and quality, and their strong aura emerged spontaneously.

As soon as they arrived at the bridge, they skillfully began to line up.

In just a few dozen breaths, the bridgehead was tightly blocked, ready to join the battle at any time.

Although the soldiers led by Brown and Lynch were all qualified soldiers, they ran loosely and there were obvious gaps in the team.

When they arrived at the bridge, they were in a mess. The commander shouted for a long time before letting them stand up slowly.

These soldiers also saw the excellence of the Gulf Territory soldiers, and couldn't help but show a little helplessness and shame on their faces.

They tried their best but seemed far apart from each other.

They would have thought about it before.

If they had the weapons and equipment of the Gulf Territory soldiers, they could also achieve such a gorgeous victory.

But now just a simple comparison broke their illusions.

The difference is really obvious!

Matthew didn't show anything because of the embarrassment of these soldiers, he just gave the order calmly:

"The Gulf Territory soldiers were divided into four teams of 500 people each, and other soldiers were divided into two teams of 1,000 people."

"They are located at two bridgeheads to conduct offensive and defensive training with each other."

Upon hearing this order, the soldiers in the Gulf Territory quickly got busy and took out training weapons from the carriages they carried with them.

Spears without spearheads, swords without blades and crossbow arrows, the tips wrapped with white cloth and sprinkled with lime.

"He was hit in the head and left the battlefield directly."

"He was injured in the chest and retired from the battlefield twice."

"My limbs were injured and I quit the battlefield three times."

It only took the Gulf Territory soldiers a few minutes to complete the change of uniforms.

For the other 2,000 people, it took more than 10 minutes to get it done.

Brown and Lynch, who were directing them, looked a little ugly, but their skills were inferior to others, so they could only hold back any dissatisfaction in their hearts.

Angela glanced at them, saw the unconvinced look in the eyes of many soldiers behind them, and made straightforward arrangements:

"Team 3 and Team 5 are training on the opposite bank, Team 3 is attacking and Team 5 is defending!"

"Team 4 and Team 6 are training here, Team 4 is attacking and Team 6 is defending!"

"Teams 1 and 2 simulate frontal combat."

Lynch and Brown looked at each other, hearing the contempt for them from Angela's tone, and they couldn't help but feel a little unhappy.

They led the soldiers to stand in line, leaning on the bridge to form a defensive formation. They walked among the soldiers and spoke to them, saying:

"You must work hard next time and don't embarrass us!"

"1,000 people versus 500 people, whoever doesn't work hard later..."

"They are attacking, we are defending, and the number is smaller than us..."

"If you can't do it, just say it now..."

"If anyone is scared, don't embarrass us all later..."

The two teams of soldiers who had been trained were naturally angry.

They all stared at the 500 soldiers in the Gulf Territory.

This time, they want to prove their name!

Gulf Territory soldiers charged.

Then, the battle is over!

They lasted 5 minutes and 7 minutes respectively.

Instant defeat!