Stepping into the red and white Chinese military camp, Randall saw Cumberland and a number of high-ranking priests standing in front of the sand table.

"The enemy took away all the food in the town and burned all the houses that could be lived in." Cumberland touched the silver beard on his chin: "There is no doubt that they shrank the line of troops, retreated and entered the forest."

Ackerman, commander of the Crusade Army, questioned: "Forest? The church mobilizes forces from dozens of countries. Why should so many troops be transferred into the forest?"

Cumberland pointed the stick at the dense forest surrounding the Papal State: "Because this is the best tactical strategy that the church army can adopt after the strength of the enemy and the enemy."

"The total strength of our army is about 20,000. Although the number is less than the church army, its combat power is much better than that of the opponent. Whether it is the Holy Cleric, the Knights of Musi, or the Valkyrie, any unit, Both can pose a deadly threat to the church army."

Cumberland stared at the topographic map of the sand table and slowly said: "So, in such a situation, it is absolutely impossible for the enemy to go head-on. The best way is to use the complex terrain on the battlefield."

"Look here, there are more than 700,000 hectares of dense forests surrounding the Papal Kingdom. There are caves, rivers, hills and canyons in the forest... In the forest, build dark castles and tunnels, use sounding arrows and wolf smoke as communication means, adopt a feigning method to introduce us into the forest, and then concentrate our forces, divide them section by section, and destroy them individually."

An orc shaman punched the sand table and shouted: "This is a group of mice hiding in the forest! Our warriors, everyone has absolute power. They count on one hundred, so don't worry! "

Glancing sideways at the orc shaman, the elf shaman pondered for a moment, and asked: "Escape into the forest to fight? Can the enemy commander really think of such a tactic?"

"Unfortunately, according to our intelligence, the commander of the enemy army this time is probably an extremely difficult opponent." Cumberland sighed slightly: "Years ago, when I was an officer in Silver Ring City, and When the church army fought side by side to resist the northern barbarians, I met a legend in Tyrol City at the recommendation of the old tortoise Emerson."

"Brom Hersmond."

The elf shaman nodded thoughtfully: "When I was in the North, I heard this name."

"Heavenly flogging the evil whip, the bravest saint, the dean of the tactical academy, the model of the church knight..." Cumberland said emotionally: "He has all the honors you can think of. "

Ackerman asked, "If I remember correctly, he should be in his seventies this year. I heard that he has retired from the military a long time ago."

Cumberland nodded and said: "Yes, Bromod has no longer been involved in the military many years ago, and even in the Battle of the Holy Acropolis, he did not lead the soldiers. I guess that this time he led the army against it because of this. The battle is about the survival of the church."

Ackerman scratched his head: "Close to the subject, how should we fight this battle?"

The werewolf shaman suggested: "Perhaps we can burn the forest and use fire to force the enemy out."

Cumberland shook his head and said, "Where do I burn it? How?"

"More than 700,000 hectares of forest, let alone tens of thousands of soldiers, is the entire city of Tyrol, which can be perfectly hidden, not to mention the caves, rivers and hills that provide cover, as well as the pre-built bunkers and tunnels. To ignite such a large forest, countless fire-lighting materials are needed, and it takes at least two or three months in terms of time."

"Furthermore, I guess, in the face of this expedition of our army, Bromo Hersmond has already made perfect preparations, and fire attack is naturally one of his expected tricks. Fire canal, emergency water source, etc. It must be available."

Ackerman took a long sigh: "What should I do?"

Cumberland frowned, staring at the sand table in silence.

A knight walked up to him and whispered something to him.

"Your Majesty's special envoy?"

Hearing the knight's announcement, Cumberland raised his head in surprise and looked at the door of the camp.

Randall took the other five companions, walked into the camp under everyone's attention, and came to Cumberland.

The latter reached out to Randall and asked in a deep voice: "I heard that your majesty gave you an appointment letter?"

Randall took out Todd's papers from his arms without a hassle, and handed them to Cumberland's hands. He nodded and said: "We are performing a mission of the saint king's patriarch. We must rush to Tyrol City as soon as possible."

After reading the appointment letter carefully, Cumberland looked at Randall and said, "Apart from the contents of the document, does your Majesty have anything else to tell me?"

Randall shook his head.

Cumberland sighed: "If you want to enter Tyrol City, you must first pass through the forest in the east. The enemy has set up traps, secret guards, checkpoints, and troops there, and they will carefully check everyone who passes by, and any signs. Suspicious people will be executed on the spot. Trust me, I don’t think you can pass safely now."

Randall collected the appointment letter and asked, "Besides the forest? Is there any other route to Tyrol City?"

Ackerman stood up and explained: "Go north, follow the Falling Star Mountains, through the snow-capped mountains and plateaus, and go around a big circle. It takes three months to enter the Papal State."

Randall smiled bitterly: "Is there any other way?"

"Going south, looking for shoals on the edge of the forest, boarding a boat and crossing the Mediterranean Sea, arriving at the port of the holy city in the east~lightnovelpub.net~ then turn around and head west to enter the papal kingdom. But what I want to remind you is, the east The holy city is now occupied by the Southern Empire, and it may be even more dangerous there."

Randall said with a headache, "Listening to you, it seems that walking through the forest is the best choice?"

Ackerman did not answer Randall’s question. He just stared at the other person for a while, then suddenly said: "I know you, aren't you the one..."

Randall shrugged: "Yes, I am the human who appeared at the Crusade Trial."

As soon as this remark came out, the expressions of everyone in the camp suddenly became brilliant.

Many shamans, including the elf shaman, glared at Randall, wishing to drive him out of the camp immediately, as if the other party was the incarnation of evil.

Ackerman first glanced at Randall, then at Barbara behind him, and finally winked at the two with a smirk.

As for Cumberland and the Cavaliers, after figuring out the whole story, they held their foreheads, causing headaches.