Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1144 - 306: The Elven Little Prince_2

Chapter 1144: Chapter 306: The Elven Little Prince_2

"Everyone, you can all rest easy about the matter of clean water. As long as I’m here, not a single Beamon warrior will go thirsty," Liu Zhenhan said nonchalantly to the surrounding generals and high priests who were still standing, waving his hand to signal everyone to sit down. "Rest assured, if I dare to make such a bold statement, naturally, I have the means to back it up."

The dreadful consequence of losing the water supply didn’t completely convince the Beamon generals and high priests with just the Shaman of Divine Songs’ promise. Nevertheless, this stately Shaman of Divine Songs, who emanated an air of mystery, was held in high expectations by both generals and high priests, even though not everyone liked him.

Helen and Moer showed expressions of sudden understanding as the same idea struck them—they both thought of the exceptional transportation and transference capabilities of the Phylacteries.

"Since Your Majesty has made a declaration, I am unconditionally supportive! However, it would be best if you first took a look at the situation we will face," said Prince Kahn with a wry smile, pointing to the sand table in the encampment. "Your Majesty, we are sure to encounter the enemy’s main force by tomorrow at the earliest, or the day after at the latest. Things seem to be a bit outside of my expectations."

Liu Zhenhan glanced briefly at the sand table, where the movement route of the Flying Camel riders was marked with a slanting straight line up to the present location.

"General my lord, if my memory serves me right, the peripheral province of "Kalimantan" in the western border of Mulan should be in a westerly corner of the Taklamago Desert, correct?" Liu Zhenhan asked General Staff Chief Pinto.

"Yes, Your Majesty, you have an excellent memory," General Pinto nodded, "According to the testimony of prisoners, Kalimantan City is indeed located at a west longitude of the Taklamago Desert."

"If the Mulanese intend to confront our mighty Beamon army, they should head toward the Transverse Mountain Range and then encounter us. But now... Why have the Mulanese main forces ventured to an easterly longitude? This is quite a detour!" Liu Zhenhan scratched his head relentlessly, finding it very puzzling. "Everyone, I do not come from a military background and have very limited knowledge about military strategy. Can someone explain this to me?"

"Richard, after long discussions with the staff, we only came up with one explanation-----------it seems these fleeing Flying Camel riders are a decoy force!" Prince Lachie spread his hands.

"Lure the enemy deep into our territory and then encircle and annihilate them?" Liu Zhenhan whistled. "Aren’t we also playing the same trick? Obischillaci! This... this... isn’t this just perfect?"

"Indeed it is," His Highness the Prince said with a wry smile, having grown accustomed to the Shaman’s crudeness, "My original plan was to quickly find the enemy’s main force to settle the outcome in one fell swoop, and then march to "Kalimantan" to rescue Princess Nancy. However, my most frustrating point right now is this—the Mulanese, by deviating from the normal march and camping in tight formation here, prove that they have the same idea as me! They want to swallow us in one bite!"

"Could the Mulanese have any treacherous schemes? For instance, setting an ambush in this valley?" Liu Zhenhan looked at the flag-marked line on the sand table indicating the path of the Flying Camel riders, where the Redstone Canyon was formed by two rows of Rain Rock Mountains.

"Your Majesty, the vegetation here is very limited, and besides, we have Aerial Scouts overseeing the ground; the enemy probably doesn’t have such intentions," said Staff Chief Pinto with a shake of his head and a bitter smile: "The area near the ancient city ruins is excessively open; setting an ambush would be even harder. In my view, it’s likely that the enemy commander is prepared for a direct confrontation, very confident in defeating us."

"Whether or not the enemy has any nefarious plans, we must still send more scouts to gather as much information as possible," Prince Kahn said to Staff Chief Pinto.

"The Mulanese army has nearly forty thousand men!" Helen said, feeling a headache coming on. "We only have twenty thousand. Even if our Expeditionary Army can defeat this force, will we have enough soldiers left to take down Kalimantan?"

"Blustering won’t help! If the enemy wants to fight, we need not be polite!" Prince Kahn clenched his fists, a fierce gleam crossing his eyes. "I would like to see if the Mulanese really have the capability they claim to have!"

"Leave the air force combat to me," Liu Zhenhan said, proudly flaunting his newly acquired "Death Lord Bracelet."

Helen and Moer looked at each other with brightened eyes.

Before His Highness the Prince could express his thanks, an outside messenger strode into the camp, knelt on one knee, and reported to the legion commander: "Your Highness! Someone outside is looking for Shaman Richard, Your Majesty!"

"Is it Mourinho?" Liu Zhenhan stood up abruptly.

"Your Majesty! The person is not the high priest lord. According to his own claim, he is the high priest lord’s son," the messenger said respectfully to Liu Zhenhan.

"Gomes?" Liu Zhenhan was a bit puzzled; what was with this kid not knowing the gravity of the situation? This was a military council meeting!

"Not the Swan Knight, but a child," the messenger said with a somewhat odd expression, hesitating to continue. "A five or six-year-old child."

"Let’s go take a look. If he’s causing trouble without reason at an army council meeting, I’ll see if I don’t beat him to death with a board!" Liu Zhenhan was even more baffled; how could there be another child among Mourinho’s sons?

Seeing the old rogue stride out, Helen and Moer also followed, and Prince Kahn, the Beamon generals and high priests looked at each other for a while before joining the hubbub and stepping out.