"They have the advantage of number," Elric explained, "but we have the element of surprise."
The lycan king had already dispatched some of his most skilled warriors enroute Gavaria, even though he was constantly being constantly haunted by the beautiful red head, Elric had somehow kept his constitution and proved yet again why he was a king unlike any other. He instructed his soldiers to split onto two groups, moving off trail on each side so they could ambush the Gavarian army as they approached. Warfare unlike what many thought was not always about number, but about tactic, and king Elric was chuck full of it.
"Our target is the stronghold of his army," Elric explained as he moved the pawns he was using to demonstrate his strategy. "It will most likely be at the center of the army protecting the elf king. Once the stronghold falls and the elf captured, this war is as good as ours."
