After Lin Tan arrived, it didn't take long for the normal meeting to be brought back to his own track. Everything seemed to be as if Lin Tan had not been injured at all and had returned to the original trajectory.
Lin Tan was very satisfied with this. But even after returning to normal, this meeting still lasted for a long time. Lin Tan even wanted to overturn his previous views on General Farrar. The plan was very good, but the overall arrangement had many problems. Many of the middle and high-level officers below have little knowledge of their specific tasks. How can such a battle be fought?
In a war like this, it does not mean that the more detailed the plan, the better. On the contrary, the more complex the plan, the easier it is to deviate from the track when executed, and the easier it is to cause the plan to fail, making the entire battle completely out of control. What Lin Tan needs now is a plan with a clear goal, implementation that will not be too difficult for the army, and a certain error tolerance. This is also forced by realistic conditions. If Lin Tan only has 3,000 soldiers under his command, and they are all elites like the Huahan Knights, of course he would also like a detailed plan that can achieve great results immediately if it succeeds. But this is not realistic. For a large battle with a scale of 20,000 people, the more complex the battle plan is, the easier it is for the entire battle to get out of control.
Lin Tan did not make any major changes to Farrar's plan. He just eliminated some too cumbersome content and then issued a very clear goal to the various officers below. Just one meeting made the minds of the generals and non-commissioned officers who had been confused become clear again.
As the sun set, the meeting that lasted all afternoon finally came to an end. After seeing off the last officer, Lin Tan stood at the door, looking at the blood-like sunset, and sighed softly.
"Marshal, what's wrong?" Draco stood a little behind Lin Tan, also looking at the sunset.
"No." Lin Tan smiled slightly, "I just feel that which one is heavier, the blood shed on the battlefield tomorrow or the sunset now?"
Draco was silent.
Lin Tan's voice gradually became darker: "Draco, come on, help me"
After hearing this, Draco didn't react for a moment, but he only saw Lin Tan falling straight to the ground. The close contact between the all-steel armor and the ground made a "Peng" sound, which shocked Draco. My heart trembled. He quickly stepped forward and helped Lin Tan up from where he was, but found that Lin Tan's face had turned extremely red for some reason. He touched Lin Tan's forehead with his hand. It was very hot. i
"Marshal, are you okay?"
Lin Tan gasped for breath: "Hold me to the back and take off the armor"
Draco obeyed and helped Lin Tan into the small room of the conference hall, and helped him take off all his armor. He found that the inner soft layer of the armor was soaked with sweat. Draco was extremely different at this time. When Lin Tan scolded Fang Qiu in front of dozens of officers in the conference room just now, he didn't show any signs of discomfort. It only took a few seconds, why did it suddenly become like this?
"I'm going to call the priest." After Draco said that, he was about to bring the high-level priests who were with the army to treat Lin Tan, but before he could take two steps, Lin Tan grabbed his wrist:
"Don't go." Although Lin Tan looked very weak at this time, holding Draco's hand was so powerful, "I will get better soon Even if I can't get better, I can't let others see it now. .¡±
"You don't trust those people?" Draco asked.
"I'm afraid there may be orc spies among these people." Lin Tan said. He had no evidence, no specific suspect, and he didn't even know if there was such a thing as a spy. But it's always better to be cautious. Moreover, Lin Tan really has a plan for tomorrow, but he can't let too many people know about it, otherwise it's unclear what mistakes will be made by then.
"What about tomorrow's battle?"
"I'll take command." Lin Tan said decisively.
"But your body"
"Don't worry too much." Lin Tan said, "I know it well. You don't have to worry about it. Go to rest early today and arrange for a trustworthy person to come to my place and serve me to rest for the night Don't call anyone from the Knights. Come on, do you understand?",
Draco nodded with a stern expression, and then walked out the door. Not long after, a young girl pushed in the door. It had always been arranged by Draco.
After one night, Lin Tan felt much better after having breakfast under the service of the girl. It was obvious that he had a good rest last night. Near eight o'clock, the wholeThe coalition forces have been assembled and divided into two parts according to the pre-war plan, and then started to move towards the location of the orcs according to the previous news. As for the girl who served Lin Tan last night? Who knows where she is buried now.
After setting off on time at eight o'clock, around eight-thirty, the orc army was already within the scope of the scouts' investigation. As the army approached, the scouts of the two armies had fought countless battles. Of course, war has always been like this, otherwise how can scouts and scouts really be considered the most elite part of an army? If the number wasn't too small, they could really be used as trump cards.
Around nine o'clock, the human army phalanx and the orc army phalanx appeared in their respective fields of vision, and the march also stopped. The peripheral scout battle also came to an end, and the entire battlefield fell into silence again. It's just that this kind of silence is a bit too scary. Even the crows that occasionally fly by don't dare to make even a single noise, otherwise they will be in danger of being shot down by those sharpshooters.
There was silence between the two armies, but no one with any brain would believe that this was a good thing. The calm before the storm is the most depressing moment, like a spring. The harder the pressure, the greater the bounce. It is conceivable that after the real battle begins in a few minutes, what kind of tragic scene will it be? No matter how you put it, is it scarier than yesterday¡¯s sunset?
Lin Tan¡¯s mouth slowly moved, and he recited in a low voice Tolstoy¡¯s famous saying in his previous life: ¡°Let the storm come more violently!¡±