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"So, seeing this kind of terrain, you all know how to arrange it without me teaching you, right?"

"But... can our troops defeat so many enemy troops at the front?" a general asked doubtfully.

"Everyone can rest assured about this."

Orson said this and pointed above his head.

"This period of time in the Dukedom of Naples happens to be the driest period of the year. Even if we can't deal with them, isn't there another way?"

"There are many trees and bushes in this valley. In this kind of weather, if there is a fire, what will happen? I don't need to explain it to you, right?"

"As expected of you, you are Prince Orson. You can easily think of things that we can't think of." A general from the prince's faction couldn't help but praise Orson at this moment.

Seeing the generals around him looking at him with admiration, Orson just smiled indifferently.

War, or fair war, is largely

, it’s about information asymmetry.

When the gap in strength between the two sides is too great, even if one knows all the information about the other side, it will be extremely difficult to defeat the enemy.

But when the strength of both sides is similar and either one has the potential to win, intelligence becomes invaluable.

It’s not just intelligence about the strength and supply status of both armies, but intelligence about every detail around the battlefield.

If Orson had not pointed out that the terrain here could be used, everyone would still be thinking of fighting on the flat front. In this case, even if they won in the end, it would probably be a pyrrhic victory.

Litt, who was standing aside, looked at Orson, who was in control of the situation and seemed content and at ease with the outcome, with stars twinkling in his eyes.

My brother is so handsome!

Chapter 123: Give me back my legion!

"Reporting to the high priest, a small group of enemy troops came into contact with us, were defeated in one blow, and then fled to the east." In the Naples military camp, a priest wearing a robe that covered his entire face lowered his head and reported the information to Andrew.

"Got it. Let's chase them quickly. The direction the enemy is running from is likely to be where the enemy's main force is..."

Andrew pondered for a while, then changed his words and said, "Well, you send a few scouts to track the enemy's position, and our troops will gather together, and then rush towards the enemy's main force together.

"As ordered."

……

Yanin Valley.

This is the valley that Orson mentioned during the military meeting the day before.

There are few mountains in Naples itself, and the Yannian Mountains near the city of Romulus are one of the few areas in Naples with rugged terrain.

At this moment, the valley had been turned into a pocket trap by the coalition forces.

As long as the enemy's large force enters the valley, the soldiers lying in ambush near the valley will push down the collected fallen rocks to block the valley while using various long-range means to attack the enemies in the valley. Add a big fire and this place will become the best burial place for the cultists.

Andrew himself was not from Naples and was not familiar with the terrain here. In addition, his military skills were not up to standard. He won the previous victory purely by relying on the high quality of his Immortal Legion.

At this moment, Andrew was standing at one side entrance of the Yaning Valley. Looking at the complex terrain in the valley in front of him, he fell into silence.

"Are you sure the enemy escaped into this valley?"

"Well, that's absolutely true."

"Do you think this place is suitable for an ambush?"

"Very suitable."

"So we can't go into this place, right?"

"Well... in my opinion, it is true."

Andrew heard his men's reply and shook his head.

"You can guess such a simple thing, but why can't the other party guess it?" Andrew said this while pointing to his Immortal Legion.

"What is the main purpose of ambushing the enemy on the battlefield?"

"To undermine the enemy's morale and make them lose their will to fight and surrender?"

"Yes, but our Immortal Legion is fearless and brave, so their ambush purpose cannot be achieved at all. On the contrary, we can use their tactics against them and lure out all the main forces of the enemy, thus achieving our goal in one battle!"

"As expected of you, the High Priest! This idea is truly brilliant!"

"Humph, watch and learn more, don't be surprised by what you see. Let the troops go in. I want to see what effect their ambush troops can have."

"Ok."

Afterwards, Andrew's sect and his Immortal Legion entered the Yaning Valley together.

……

"Orson, it's just as you said. The enemy has really taken the bait."

In the basin of Yaning Valley, Orson led an elite force to line up here. Not long after, he saw smoke rising in the distance. Litt spoke in surprise.

"The other party wants to take advantage of our own strategy." Lucius explained behind the two men.

"Anyone knows that this kind of terrain is suitable for an ambush, but he relied on the fact that the strange army would not surrender and run away, and wanted to lure our main force here to fight him, so it was exactly what he wanted."

"That's right, father." Orson nodded with a smile.

As a veteran who had been on many battlefields, Lucius had a pretty good grasp of the battlefield situation, and his analysis just now was exactly what Andrew was thinking.

"He must have felt that our main force was no match for him, and his troops would not be affected in morale."

"However, he didn't consider that we don't need to use manpower.

We can defeat them.”

Where the coalition forces were, a treeless isolation zone was deliberately cut down, and in front of them, in addition to the dust raised by the marching army, there was also a thick black smoke.

"The battle has begun."

"Inhuman things, let's fight inhuman things."

On the other side, Andrew was riding his horse and looking around while marching.

After walking a long distance without any ambushes, Andrew couldn't help laughing.

"High Priest, what are you laughing at?" The priest next to him looked at him puzzledly.

"I laugh at Orsen because he is incompetent after all. If an army were to be ambushed here, the morale of a normal army would definitely be weakened and it would completely collapse."

At this moment, an unusual burnt smell came into Andrew's nose.

"High Priest, do you smell anything?"

"Yeah." Andrew nodded. "It's like something is burnt."

At this time, the disadvantages of the Immortal Legion were revealed.

Because they are a group of machines that only obey the orders of the priests of the God Ancestor Cult, they act entirely on instinct and cannot transmit any information. Therefore, when the initial smell drifts towards them, they will not actively report it.

By the time the priests in the center of the army array smelled the fire, the fire had already spread.

Moreover, because this wildfire did not break out at one point, but was ignited simultaneously at multiple points by humans and is now connected together, coupled with the influence of dry weather and valley winds, it cannot be easily extinguished.

"High Priest, the surrounding woods are on fire! Fire, such a big fire!" At this time, a priest on the periphery ran towards Andrew.

But Andrew didn't have the time to care about all this at the moment. He stared blankly at everything in the distance, with the firelight reflected in his pupils.

It took him more than ten seconds to react, and then he said quickly: "Of course I know there is a fire, why don't you put it out now! If there is no water, use magic, put out the fire quickly!"

When the subordinates heard Andrew's order, they rushed out quickly. They took back the Immortal Legion, and then went to the front line of the fire and used water magic to put out the fire.

The strength of the priests is mostly at level five or six, which is considered to be very good magicians. However, even a level nine magician cannot put out a large forest fire of this magnitude even if he uses all his magic power. At this moment, the water columns created by these magicians are just like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in front of the fire wall. Not only does it fail to extinguish the fire, but it also fuels the fire, making the flames burn even more vigorously.

Andrew was anxious when he saw this situation. If even magic didn't work, there was no way to stop the wildfire from engulfing everyone.

Just at this moment, many magicians appeared in the sky.

They didn't cast any magic here, but instead sprinkled a lot of black liquid.

As soon as these liquids reached the ground and came into contact with the flames, they instantly began to burn. They were more effective than low- and medium-level fire magic, especially when facing such a large-scale army.

The priests had already used up most of their magic power when putting out the fire, and it was impossible for them to rise into the sky and die now. Faced with this situation, everyone was busy fleeing in all directions, and no one was controlling the activities of the Immortal Legion anymore.

Faced with the fleeing local priests, the approach of the court magicians who were waiting in the sky was very simple.

The enemies below were either the strange Immortal Legion, who would not even cry out even if they were burned to death while standing, or the people who controlled the Immortal Legion. These people fled in all directions, and the court magicians were responsible for capturing them all alive.

Only a small number of priests still maintained their sanity, manipulating the nearby Immortal Legion to move forward continuously, praying that they could escape from this purgatory ahead.

In a short distance of less than two kilometers, this Immortal Army of more than ten thousand people suffered a loss of more than 80%.

However, when the priests who were about to escape death saw the coalition forces that had been waiting there for a long time, the last string that held them tight broke.

As for the coalition forces, seeing the army finally arriving in front of them covered in dust, they also clenched their weapons tightly in their hands, not daring to relax even a little.

……

"Your Excellency the Duke, Andrew and his troops are heading east to pursue the coalition forces."

In the Naples camp, Giovanni received reports from the front.

"Didn't I tell them to wait for me? Why did you act on your own?"

"Andrew said that opportunities are rare and will never come back. If we let the enemy run away now, it will be difficult to fight next time."

"…As long as he can win, everything will be fine."

Giovanni said this, and suddenly thought of something. He then looked up at the officer who came to report the information: "You just said, in which direction did they chase the enemy?"

"East."

"I remember that the only place of strategic value in the east is Yaning Valley, right? Could they have chased them to Yaning Valley?"

When the officer heard Giovanni's question, his forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat.

"It seems... it seems very likely that Andrew is not a local and does not know the terrain of the Yaning Valley. It seems not a good idea to fight there..."

"No, pass the order down, march quickly, and make sure to catch up with Andrew and his army!" Giovanni became anxious instantly. Andrew's legion was his hope of turning the tide. If the losses were too great, he would have no hope.

……

Two days later, in front of Yaning Valley.

It was almost sunset, but Giovanni had no intention of watching the fiery red sunset in the west.

Because in front of him, the raging fire burning in the Yaning Valley in the east had already overshadowed the sunset in the west.

Seeing this scene, Giovanni felt a sharp pain in his heart. His eyes rolled back and he fell backwards.

Fortunately, the officer next to him discovered it in time and grabbed him the moment he fell.

"My Lord Duke, are you okay?!"

"..." Giovanni looked at the Yanin Valley in the distance. At this moment, he knew what was happening inside without even thinking about it.

With a fire of this magnitude, there is no chance that Andrew's army will survive.

His chest felt stuffy and he couldn't breathe. After a long time, he gradually regained his normal breathing.

"Andrew, give me back my legion!" Giovanni shouted hysterically.

After shouting this, he covered his chest and continued to gasp for breath.

In the end, he couldn't withstand the blow, his eyes rolled back, and he completely passed out.

Chapter 124: I'm Sorry to Disappoint You

"Your Excellency the Commander-in-Chief, our court magicians have captured more than thirty cultists. All of them are at your disposal."

After the fire, the sky was still covered with dark clouds that blocked out the sun until noon the next day.

"Well, detain them first. Don't let any of them go. When the time comes, return to Saint Laurent City and hand them over to the church for public trial."

"By the way, we heard from those cultists that their high priest is called Andrew. I wonder if you, Commander-in-Chief, have caught this person?"

"I have caught quite a few here, I'll ask around later."

"Okay, thank you for your concern, sir."

The other party said this and walked out politely.