Sandos Da Gujiao had the beautiful long sword slung around his waist, his hand on the hilt, and he walked through the soldiers with his head held high.

Although at this moment, the image of Archbishop Sandos was a bit terrible: the archbishop's right eye circle was black and blue, and the left cheek was also swollen very high and purple-red.

In the last battle, His Excellency the Archbishop was so brave that he broke away from the team and rushed into the enemy's formation at the lead. As a result, he was surrounded by the gang of ruffians.

He was pinned to the ground and beaten hard. Some bad guys saw his beautiful clothes and took them off on the spot.

As a result, the Archbishop was so frightened that he lost consciousness, howled and struggled desperately.

If the follow-up troops hadn't arrived in time, he would have been stripped naked. Even so, he had several pieces of gold and silver on him, but they were still stripped away by the gang of bastards.

Every time he thought about it, he felt resentful towards himself.

At this time, although his appearance was not good and he walked with a slight limp, wherever he passed, the heartless soldiers of the Fourth Legion did not make fun of the archbishop's ridiculous image.

On the contrary, he had a solemn look on his face and stood up to salute respectfully.

Although they suffered another defeat, the morale of the Fourth Army from top to bottom was actually improved a lot through this battle.

For the soldiers, they had long been suffocating in their chests due to repeated defeats. Now they finally had a fierce fight and breathed out happily.

It also tells those who once laughed at them that the people of the Fourth Army are not idiots and soft-footed shrimps.

Although they suffered another defeat, at least they made the enemy pay the price.

According to the statistical results after the war, the Fourth Army still "annihilated" more than half of the soldiers of the Twenty-second Army.

And they also vaguely realized that after this battle, it seemed that they had found the tips and methods of fighting, and they no longer ran around like headless flies like before.

Even the soldiers of the Fourth Army believed that if a cavalry unit had not suddenly and inexplicably appeared behind them and cut off their retreat, they might even have won and gotten their first three points.

Of course, this result also humiliated Richie Palmer of the 22nd Legion.

Compared to his colleagues, the dignified Rich Meng actually almost fell into the hands of the losers of the Fourth Army. This will definitely become a joke to those officers, making him unable to hold his head up for a long time.

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Seeing his men holding on to the decline and their morale rising, Archbishop Sandos felt more and more that his order to take the initiative to attack was wise.

Archbishop Sandos glanced at the soldiers around him expressionlessly, and said to himself, "Next, we must continue to take the initiative."

After walking around the camp, the Archbishop returned to his tent and stood at the top of a simple long table.

Both sides of the table were filled with officers of all levels. When they saw the Archbishop coming, they stood up immediately.

Sandos glanced at them and saw that although the officers were expressionless, their eyes did not have the contempt that they often had before. Instead, they looked serious and stood straight.

Sandos couldn't help but feel secretly happy, this was all the result of his wise leadership this time~!

But on the surface, he didn't show it. He snorted lightly, swung the cloak behind him, sat down on the chair first, and then waved his hand to signal everyone to sit down.

With a roar, all the officers sat down.

Archbishop Santos saw that everyone was silent and the silence in the big tent felt a little unaccustomed.

Although the officers used to hold meetings here, they were much more casual than they are now. The ones who drank water from big water jugs were very disciplined and open-minded. They put one foot on the stool and

Yelling loudly...

At that time, he was a little complacent about this, thinking it was a sign of his closeness to the people and his easy-going attitude. But now it seems that something is wrong. It should be that the gang of bastards took the opportunity to bully his rookie who did not understand military affairs.

In order to break the chilling atmosphere, he coughed and was about to speak, but the scar on his face was suddenly involved, causing him to hiss in pain and suck in a breath of cold air.

Then he raised his hand, carefully touched the swollen corners of his mouth, and cursed in his heart: Those grandsons of the 22nd Legion don't know whether to hit someone in the face or not, they really have no education at all~!

Go back and look for an opportunity to deal with them properly.

The officers on both sides looked at him and grinned.

Like Archbishop Sandos himself, they all had bruises on their noses and faces, and some even had black circles under their eyes, obviously having been beaten badly.

In the previous two days of exercises, both sides showed real fire and were merciless in their attacks.

All the tricks like fairy guiding the way, monkeys stealing peaches, monkeys picking grapes, etc. were used. It was extremely ruthless.

"Both." Archbishop Sandos just said one word, and then he covered his cheek with his hand in pain, then gritted his teeth and said softly: "Let's talk about it. You're welcome."

All the officers looked at each other.

They were all called by the archbishop to summarize the meeting after it started. But this summary meeting had never been held before, and no one knew what to say.

Seeing his subordinates staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes, as silent as a dull gourd, Archbishop Sandos sighed. He now deeply understands the pressure he is under as a leader, and then said: "If you don't say it, then I will say it first. First of all

, we should not attack the enemy's well-defended camp."

Saibo nodded beside him and agreed: "Yes, sir, the brothers failed to rush in even after attacking several times."

Archbishop Sandos also nodded, sighed, and said: "I miscalculated on this point. Then I thought about it. We should actually lead them to attack and ambush them on the road. Maybe it would be better."

The people under my command nodded one after another and said: "What you said is absolutely correct."

"That's right."

"…………"

Another officer looked at the archbishop and said cautiously: "Sir, I think we should keep some people as a precaution."

Archbishop Sandos thought for a moment, slapped his forehead and said: "Reserve team."

"Yes, sir, the reserve team is still well-informed, sir. If we had left some people at that time, when the cavalry of the 22nd Army came up from behind, we could have blocked them and prevented them from breaking through us from behind.

"

Archbishop Sandos wrote "leave a reserve team" in the notebook. The notebook was densely packed with experiences and lessons summarized by Archbishop Sandos.

For example, the camp should be set up in a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and should not go through canyons and so on.

After one person spoke, the officers expressed their opinions one after another.

"I think we should attack at night."

"To attack the camp, I think fire attack is the best."

"Isn't our starting distance a bit far? After the brothers ran to the 22nd Legion camp, many of them lost their strength. After fighting for a while, the brothers couldn't move anymore."

"…………"

Archbishop Sandos wrote down the experiences and suggestions they summarized. Looking at his subordinates who were getting increasingly emotional, Archbishop Sandos smiled slightly and said, "That's good. Even though we failed, we know why we failed and learn from it."

Learn a lesson and don’t make the same mistake again.

Our next opponent is Ruman's 30th Army. Their situation is the same as that of the 22nd Army. What do you think we should do?"

Saibo stood up, pointed to the hung map, and said loudly: "Sir, according to the intelligence from the scouts, yesterday the enemy was still more than a hundred miles away from us.

I think this time, we shouldn’t passively wait for the enemy to come here, we should keep marching so that they can’t reach our position, and then choose a battlefield that is beneficial to us.”

Archbishop Santos frowned and thought for a while, and said: "This is a mobile war, that is, a mobile war. Our Lord Luo also said that a mobile war does not count one city or one city.

Land gain and loss, destroy the enemy in the movement of [luck].”

His subordinates quickly flattered him and said, "Your Majesty, you are wise!"

Archbishop Santos, however, did not accept this trick and waved his hand, saying in a disinterested voice: "You're a smart ass. If you were smart, you wouldn't lose seventeen games in a row. Hahaha, hahahaha..."

Although he also wanted to appear like Boss Cao, who was worried about everything and had a broad mind, and it was said that the laughter was also a group-adding spell, which had a 30% effect in boosting morale and stabilizing the morale of the army.

But there was still some reluctance and bitterness in his laughter.

When the officers saw the flattery on their horses, they all had sarcastic expressions on their faces. They sat there in embarrassment, not daring to breathe a word. No one jumped out to join in the fun and said, "General, because of this."

Why laugh."

At this time, I heard a "report~!" coming from outside the tent.

"Come in~!" Archbishop Sandos said casually.

The staff officer stationed in the Fourth Army Corps from the General Headquarters came in with a serious expression, saluted with a bang, and then said: "General, the letter from the General Headquarters requires you to open it in person."

Archbishop Sandos was stunned for a moment, feeling a little strange: the exercise was going according to the command's plan...

In progress, no new commands should come at this time.

Full of doubts, Archbishop Sandos stood up, took the sealed letter handed over by his staff, and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Where is the brother who delivered the letter? Give him a gold coin and let him buy a bag of tea to drink."

Someone next to me agreed, then turned and walked away.

For this order, the officer executed it extremely quickly. Because as long as the money was given this time, the next time there was any information, the communication soldier would definitely run very fast.

Sandos followed the rules, checked the seal and seal, and hurriedly opened the envelope.

The large and thick envelope was empty. Archbishop Sandos was stunned and thought to himself: What does this mean?

Could it be that the General Headquarters is dissatisfied with me by putting an empty envelope and letting me figure it out myself?

Archbishop Sandos felt a little uneasy, so he opened the envelope to its maximum size and looked at it carefully.

Finally I saw two small pieces of paper at the bottom.

Archbishop Sandos simply poured the two pieces of paper onto the table.

"This is" Archbishop Sandos looked at two pieces of cardboard that were no more than two fingers wide in surprise.

Archbishop Sandos is also very familiar with this thing. A few days ago, he spent 10,000 gold coins in exchange for one.
To be continued...