I, the Villain, Want to Save Myself, But the Yandere Heroines Disagree
Chapter 122 - Another Plan

“A strong and robust physique, excellent weapons and armor, coupled with a fearless fighting spirit. This unit is invincible. Orson, even if you are a military god, you cannot defeat my invincible army.” On the battlefield of Napoli, Andrew and the members of his cult commanded their unit to head north.

During this pursuit, besides the battle with Scaloni’s army, Andrew had not engaged in another battle with the allied forces.

This made Andrew both angry and annoyed.

He had been suppressed and beaten for so long, and in Romulus, he was discriminated against by Giovanni in various ways. He had long been prepared to vent his anger on the allied forces. However, the allied forces seemed to know he was eager to pursue, and they ran faster than he could chase.

One of his army’s flaws – slow marching – was exposed.

It wasn’t that they were truly moving at a snail’s pace, but compared to the marching speed of a normal army, they were slower. Catching up to the retreating enemy was even more impossible.

“High Priest, the vanguard of our Eternal Life Unit has made contact with the fortifications constructed by the enemy’s small units. The enemy’s main force seems to be not far ahead,” a robed person came over and reported the battle situation to Andrew.

“I understand,” Andrew nodded.

“Have the units ahead wait. Do not rush to launch an attack. Wait for our main force to arrive before launching a combined attack.”

“I understand.”

Andrew’s cult was called the Ancestor God Cult. Although the name sounded grand, it was a genuine cult. Converting demons, creating the Eternal Life Unit, and other insane acts were all done by them.

Giovanni had previously maintained contact with the Ancestor God Cult, and only now, when he was at his wit’s end, did he completely set aside his pride and allow the Ancestor God Cult to freely practice their evil magic under his authority.

The so-called Eternal Life Unit was made up of Romulus citizens who had been tortured to death. Through the secret arts strictly adhered to by the cult, they transformed living people into these immensely strong, fearless, and obedient monsters who only followed the orders of the cult’s priests.

During the conversion process, the success rate was only one in ten. Those who were not successfully converted would die immediately.

As for their weapons and armor, Giovanni had been plotting rebellion as early as a decade ago, and had secretly stockpiled large quantities of excellent equipment under various pretexts, just waiting for this moment to equip these monsters.

“By the way, High Priest.”

“Is there anything else?”

“Duke Giovanni said that he wants to personally supervise the battle on the front line, and therefore yesterday he brought twenty thousand troops from Romulus City and is heading towards our position. Should we wait for them?”

“Hmph, what would we wait for him for? His twenty thousand men can at best be a nice addition. We can fight a beautiful battle without their help.”

“Alright.”

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“When we were fighting against the beastmen before, I’m sure all of you already know my fighting habits,” Orson pointed at the map, looking at the generals below.

He liked to collect specific information about both the enemy and his own side, analyze it in detail, and then find a suitable location to end the battle, aiming to achieve victory in a single decisive blow as much as possible.

When fighting against the beastmen before, Orson had dispersed and disintegrated the beastmen’s army through the weather and terrain, and then defeated them one by one.

He paid great attention to the timing and location.

He pointed to the current location of the allied forces on the map, and then pointed to a location between the allied forces and Romulus City, closer to the allied forces.

“May I ask those who have participated in the front-line battles, can any of you tell me what the terrain of this place is like?”

Upon hearing Orson ask this, the generals who had participated in the front-line battles looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Seeing that the situation was as he had expected, Orson sighed helplessly.

At this moment, Litte raised her hand.

“Oh?” Orson saw this, his eyes lit up, and then he looked towards Litte.

“Litte, tell me about the terrain here.”

“Mm, when I was the vanguard and reached the outskirts of Romulus City before, I carefully observed the terrain here. Although the Napoli region is mostly plains, there is a rare hilly terrain here. The hills are not high, but setting up camp on them and arranging an army as a strategic pivot point can definitely make the enemy lose their initiative.”

“Mm, your observation is quite meticulous,” Orson nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Arthas.

“Your Highness the Prince, please bring up the sand table.”

“Mm,” Arthas nodded, then brought out the sand table he had prepared with Orson earlier.

Those who had cooperated with Orson before were very familiar with this item. He had used a sand table to deduce the enemy’s movements when fighting against the beastmen. With the battlefield terrain displayed on the sand table, it was like having a god’s-eye view.

“The terrain here is actually far more than what you saw before, Litte. This is actually a valley,” Orson said this, pointing to the large basin in the center of the valley.

“The entrance here is narrow, there is a vast basin area in the middle, and then there is another narrow exit.”

“So, seeing this kind of terrain, I don’t need to teach you, you all know how to deploy, right?”

“But... can our unit defeat so many enemy troops head-on?” a general asked in confusion.

“Regarding this, everyone can rest assured.”

Orson said this, pointing upwards.

“This period in the Napoli Duchy is precisely one of the driest periods of the year. Even if we can’t deal with the other party, isn’t there another method?”

“There are quite a few bushes and shrubs in this valley. In this weather, if there were a fire, what would happen, everyone? I don’t need to say more, do I?”

“As expected of Young Master Orson. He can easily think of things we cannot,” a general from the Prince’s faction also couldn’t help but praise Orson at this moment.

Seeing the surrounding generals cast admiring glances at him, Orson just smiled calmly.

War, or rather, fair and balanced war, is largely about information disparity.

When the difference in strength between the two sides is too great, even if you know all of the enemy’s information, it is still extremely difficult to defeat them.

However, when the strengths of the two sides are close and either side could potentially win, information becomes extremely valuable.

This includes not only information about the strength of the two armies and their supply status, but also information about every detail around the battlefield.

If Orson had not pointed out that this terrain could be utilized, everyone would have still thought of fighting head-on on flat ground. In that case, even if they won in the end, it would likely only be a Pyrrhic victory.

Litte on the side looked at Orson, who was strategizing with ease and confidence, yet also relaxed. Stars twinkled in her eyes.

Her brother was simply too handsome!