Ivan made his way through the camp. He looked at all his soldiers around him who gave small polite bows. He only nodded at them rushing to his father's location, map in hand of the Safrid Sultanate. Bargding in, his father was talking to a few advisors on how to proceed with the war.
"Father. I believe I have a plan. One which could solve all our issues" Unrolling the map onto the table, over the preexisting one, Ivan began to place pieces on it to represent the different armies' locations. "Your fear of attacking Harun, is Mansa correct. He is a wild card that could pose a massive threat. So what if we attack him first? He has a small force, added with those he will have allied with. Move twelve thousand men, west to attack Mansa's location, the rest of our men will hold up in one of the castles we have taken and watch for Harun's forces if he tries to attack."
