Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Raine gasped, taking a cold breath.

This was terrifyingly fast.

Just dispatching a thousand-strong cavalry for a brief engagement had scared the Second Army's massive twenty-odd thousand men into changing their original plan, shifting towards the Takla River to seek a better defensive position.

The success of this tactic also made Andrei and a group of other experienced veterans look at this young commander with new respect.

Andrei and the other generals stood beside Soren, their eyes filled with obvious admiration.

Soren simply smiled faintly, gazing into the distance, watching the dust and smoke rising from the Second Northwest Army's camp.

"Proceed with the second phase of the plan," Soren ordered softly, his tone revealing an unquestionable decisiveness.

"Yes!" The surrounding generals responded in unison, their voices firm and powerful.

Soren not only demonstrated superb wisdom in arranging tactics and strategies, but now he had also calculated the enemy's movements with impeccable accuracy.

Such precise prediction made Andrei and the other veterans admire Soren even more.

They believed that perhaps they would have the opportunity to annihilate this enemy army even before Alfonso's army arrived to support them.

As evening approached, the Second Northwest Army had already built a solid camp at the new site.

Heavy infantry and pikemen stood ready, arming the entire camp to the teeth, like a giant hedgehog ready to meet any attack from the enemy.

Soren looked at the camp from afar and couldn't help but express his admiration, "The enemy commander is quite good!" His tone was full of respect for his opponent.

In the past, if Soren had said such a thing, Andrei and the other veterans might have scoffed or even mocked him.

After all, in their eyes, Soren was just a greenhorn, what qualifications did he have to judge them, these battle-hardened veterans?

But in recent times, Soren's outstanding performance had completely won them over.

Hearing Soren's praise at this moment, they simply nodded silently in agreement.

Late at night, in the silence of the world, the first wave of night raids began suddenly.

The Royal Guard Knights, personally led by Andrei, launched a swift attack like ghosts in the night.

Their target was the Northwest Army's camp.

Under the powerful impact of the Royal Guard Knights, the camp's palisade collapsed with a crash, sending dust flying.

This engagement did not last long. After a brief but fierce battle with the Northwest Army, the Royal Guard Knights quickly and orderly withdrew from the battlefield.

Although some knights suffered minor injuries in the engagement, fortunately, no one was seriously injured or killed.

This battle seemed to be a probing attack by the Royal Guard Knights.

Druse closely monitored the battle in his tent. When he saw that the enemy cavalry's night raid had been repelled, he breathed a slight sigh of relief. However, he knew that the war was far from over, so he dared not be careless in the slightest.

Sure enough, about an hour later, just as Druse had just lain down to rest, shouts of battle rang out again in the night sky.

Druse quickly donned his armor and rushed out of his tent to check the situation.

By the time he arrived at the battlefield, the attacking cavalry had already retreated again.

This time, they not only engaged in a brief skirmish, but also burned down several outer tents, leaving behind raging flames and billowing smoke.

"What's going on?" Duoduo Lun also felt at a loss and shook his head, saying, "I'm not sure. Like the first attack, they were just probing attacks, and then they quickly retreated."

After listening to the report, Druse narrowed his eyes slightly and fell into deep thought. He quickly made a judgment: "They are trying to exhaust our strength."

Duoduo Lun suddenly understood and cursed angrily, "These knights have no chivalry at all!"

Druse instructed, "We need to be careful and arrange for soldiers to rest in shifts to maintain their strength."

"Yes! Legion Commander," Duoduo Lun replied.

However, the silence of the night did not last long.

Just as Druse was about to fall asleep, the shouts of battle rang out again, and this time the sound was even closer.

Druse had no choice but to come out of the main tent to check the situation.

When he saw the front camp engulfed in flames, his heart sank.

"What the hell is going on?" Druse roared, his voice filled with anger and anxiety.

The guards quickly reported the situation: "The enemy cavalry corps has launched a surprise attack on our camp. They have broken through the defense line arranged by General Duoduo Lun and set fire to the front camp. But they have now been repelled by us."

Druse stormed to the front camp to check the damage.

All that could be seen here was a pile of ruins, the firelight illuminating the soldiers' tired and frightened faces.

Fortunately, the casualties were not great, only a few thousand people were killed in the chaos.

But this sudden fire still dealt a huge blow to the morale of the Northwest Army.

"Legion Commander! It's the Royal Guard Knights, they have as many as twenty thousand!" Duoduo Lun said with a pale face, his eyes flashing with anger and hatred.

This night raid not only caused them heavy losses, but also gave them a deeper understanding of the enemy's cunning and cruelty.

Hearing Duoduo Lun's report and learning that the attackers were the Royal Guard Knights, a force of more than twenty thousand, Druse's face instantly turned pale.

He naturally knew something about the Empire's most elite knights.

The Royal Guard Knights, the elite unit known for their invincible charge and impenetrable armor,

Once they launched a charge, ordinary infantry simply could not resist.

"A thousand knights are unmatched, ten thousand knights are invincible."

This ancient proverb echoed in Druse's mind. He knew that to resist the attack of these twenty thousand Royal Guard Knights, he would need at least five thousand elite infantry forming a solid defensive line.

They did not have enough troops to deploy now, unless they wanted these elite heavy infantry to work in shifts for twenty-four hours without rest.

Druse quickly glanced at the surrounding terrain and made a decision in his heart. He decisively ordered, "Move the camp fifty meters towards the river, get as close to the river as possible, and don't give the knights enough charging distance."

On a certain hill, Soren, who was roasting a wild rabbit, couldn't help but sneer when he saw the Second Northwest Army's movements.

"Start the third phase of the plan!"

Raine and Hilbert immediately turned around to make arrangements after hearing this.

Soren looked at the constantly flickering flames of the bonfire, his eyes deep, and muttered to himself, "Bloodtear Organization,

Aren't you going to take action yet?"