"Otherwise, let's split our forces in two ways, first send the Elite Forces to assist, and the rest of the troops can follow a day later,"
King of Illusion Moon said helplessly.
Talent is something you either have or you don't. To expect the various Tribal Alliances, with their disparate abilities, to perform equally well is simply unrealistic.
In front of everyone there were two paths: either divide our forces to perform the rescue, or slow down and move as one entire army.
"We must not split our forces!
Our enemies are all Cavalry, their greatest strength is their mobility. The muddy roads may limit them somewhat, but they still control the battlefield.
Under normal circumstances, the enemy army should have launched an attack by now to wipe out our encircled troops, yet they have held back, refraining from action.
Their delay is a clear sign they are waiting for us to split our forces. If we do as the enemy anticipates, we will likely suffer great losses once divided!"
