Facing thousands of armored cavalry, there was not the slightest defensive strength!
Devant murmured, instructing Callum beside him.
"Go up and report, Manor Lord Devant Benitez is here for a face-to-face meeting."
When he said the words ’manor lord,’ Devant emphasized his tone.
Although feeling helpless inside, Callum could only respond.
"Yes, my lord!"
Among the people behind Master Devant, only he had had a face-to-face conversation with the captain of the opposing armored cavalry team.
He was the best choice to go forward and report!
Callum pulled the reins in his hands, driving the horse beneath him to speed towards the platoon of armored cavalry in front.
The 4,500 guards and peasants of the Benitez Manor, such a massive force.
Of course, Wesley and Earl were observing it.
Seeing a cavalryman gallop out from the massive crowd towards them.
Earl instinctively reminded Wesley beside him.
"Lord Wesley, the Benitez Manor is coming!"
Wesley’s cold gaze stared directly ahead.
He spoke in a deep voice, "I see it."
Earl raised an eyebrow and glanced at Wesley.
Earl could clearly feel the strong aura emanating from Wesley at this moment.
Without shifting his gaze, Wesley asked.
"Earl, do you know why Lord Master Lynn wanted me to bring you along?"
This question had been on Earl’s mind for a long time, and without hesitation, he responded.
"Lord Master Lynn wants Lord Wesley to teach and guide Earl in military strategy!"
Wesley gave a contemplative hum, "Yes, that’s the intention of the lord."
"What happens next might be beyond your expectations and hard to accept."
"But you must remember every word I say!"
Confusion appeared on Earl’s face.
Wesley’s gaze remained fixated on the dense figures ahead, speaking in a deep voice.
"In tactical deception, luring the enemy in deeply and ambushing, disguising, and misleading intelligence."
"In psychological warfare, city massacre intimidation and rumor spreading, breaking enemy morale."
"In alliances and betrayal, feigned surrender and inside-outside collaboration, stirring up allies and splitting the enemy."
"In information control, spies and intercepted secret messages, shaping public opinion and constructing legitimacy..."
"To win a war, all means can and must be used."
"Because in a war, only the victor gets to write it!"
Wesley’s words had concluded.
Yet they echoed like an ancient bell in Earl’s mind.
Especially the last sentence.
In a war, only the victor gets to write it!
Making Earl feel as though his ears were ringing.
Just as Earl was engrossed, Wesley’s almost hysterical shouting suddenly burst forth.
"Where is the armored cavalry?"
Earl immediately snapped back to his senses, responding aloud.
"Here!"
Behind Earl, all the armored cavalrymen on horseback responded loudly.
"Here! Here! Here!"
Riding his horse, galloping towards the cavalry platoon where Wesley and Earl were.
Callum heard the waves of loud responses like ocean waves, his mind instantly tense.
Instinctively pulling the reins in his hands to slow the horse’s gallop.
Simultaneously.
A strong sense of crisis filled Callum’s mind.
Not just Callum.