The number of enemies this time was greater, but the troops in their hands were also much more than before.
"Your Highness, the enemy is gathering a large army, we cannot just watch and do nothing.
While they are busy mobilizing, let's first crush a battalion as a welcome gift to them!"
Greg couldn't help but suggest.
Bimon, born for war, have never feared it, they only worry about the absence of wars.
Were it not for the sober upper echelons of Bimon keeping the militant desires of the people below in check, they would either be at war or on the way to war.
"Captain Greg, your proposal is quite good. The process of the enemy assembling a large army indeed provides a good opportunity.
However, the more opportunities that come in sight, the more rational we need to be. We can see the problem, but so can the enemy.
Who can guarantee that this is not a flaw intentionally revealed by the enemy in order to lure us into their trap?"
