"General Allen, the king of the Carolingian Kingdom has sent another wave of people to ask you to unite your troops and come back for rescue as soon as possible."

As soon as Er entered the coach's tent, without any greetings, he directly said what Allen least wanted to hear right now.

After hearing Er's words, Allen, who was drinking water, put down his water glass and was silent for a while.

Immediately afterwards, Allen, who was silent and motionless, suddenly shook his hand and threw the water glass in his hand to the ground!

Snapped!

A very clear sound of breaking porcelain was heard.

Er'er looked helplessly at the broken water glass, then silently knelt down and picked up the broken pieces of the water glass one by one.

“It’s so annoying!!”

Allen, with a few bloodshot eyes coming out, wailed loudly.

"What wave of people is this already? Ah?!" Allen complained so loudly that even the guards guarding outside the tent could hear it.

The guards guarding outside the military tent looked at each other with wry smiles.

"It seems that the coach is under a lot of pressure..."

"Yes, this seems to be the sixth wave of people sent by the king. They keep urging and urging. Really, if it were me, I would be bored to death..."

The two guards standing outside the tent were whispering to each other.

In the military tent, Allen's complaints continued.

"It's so annoying! What is this bullshit king trying to do?"

Allen held his head in his hands, and the whites of his eyes seemed to suddenly become more bloodshot.

"Keep pushing, keep pushing, keep pushing. But after I learned that the Britannia Imperial Army was heading north to the Carolingian Kingdom, I immediately ordered the entire army to prepare until the 20,000 troops that originally surrounded Heron City arrived.

After arriving, I immediately led my troops north to rescue them!"

"I am from the Frankish Empire! As a foreigner, I am willing to save you, the king, so you should be grateful! Even if you didn't send a few letters of thanks, you actually sent so many waves of people to rush me.

March to the rescue! You piece of shit king, don’t go too far..."

Looking at Allen who was now in a furious state, Er could only helplessly shake his head.

He has worked with Allen for many years and he knows Allen's temperament.

Allen is a man with a very bad temper, and he especially hates domestic politicians and high-ranking people telling him what to do when he is out fighting.

He especially hates sending people to urge him to do something.

And this king of the Carolingian Kingdom just hit the most annoying part of Allen.

When the king of the Carolingian Kingdom learned that nearly 90,000 troops from the Britannia Empire were marching toward his country, he immediately sent someone to urge Allen to quickly lead his troops north to support him.

It would be fine if they only sent a group of people to urge them. Allen and Er would understand.

However!

The king of this Carolingian kingdom kept sending people, kept sending people, kept sending people, kept sending people...

In just over ten days, six waves of people were dispatched!

The messengers urging Allen to march came one after another. Sometimes one wave of people were sent away in the morning, and a new wave of people came immediately in the afternoon.

Not to mention Allen being annoyed and angry about this, even Er was also extremely annoyed.

"Huh...huh..."

Allen took in a big breath and exhaled.

After throwing the water glass on the ground and yelling curses, he felt that his mood immediately became better.

After seeing Allen calm down a little, Er said:

"General Allen, actually I have some information that I want to report to you."

"Intelligence?" Allen's eyes narrowed, "Is it about the Britannia Army?"

Er nodded.

"According to the intelligence from the scouts who have been quietly tracking the Britannia Imperial Army, the Britannia Imperial Army set up camp on the west bank of the Wei River a few days ago and have been staying there for the past few days.

The west bank of the Wei River."

"The west bank of the Wei River?"

Allen, who had recently taken a look at the map of the Carolingian Kingdom and the border area between the Carolingian Kingdom and the Kingdom of Lund, naturally had already memorized the maps by heart.

Therefore, Allen quickly recalled the location of the Wei River and its characteristics.

Weihe is not far away from them.

If the Britannian Imperial Army remained stationed on the west bank of the Wei River, it would take him a few more days to lead an 80,000-strong army to meet the Britannian Imperial Army at the Wei River.

"What are the Britannian Imperial Army stationed there..." Allen said solemnly, "Did they give up on finding an ambush point to ambush us and decide to fight us in a decisive battle beside the Wei River...

"

"I think it's very possible." Er suddenly said, "If the Britannia army really wants to launch an ambush against us, they will definitely be careful about whether our scouts are following us and follow the traces. However, from Britannia

Judging from the performance of the Yajun, they don't seem to care if anyone is following them, otherwise our scouts would not be able to follow them so easily."

"But if you want to face us head-on..." Allen continued to murmur, "Why choose here in the Wei River... The water flow in the Wei River is so slow and the water level is so shallow. You can cross the river directly by walking.

What is the difference between fighting here and fighting on the plains..."

"Ah, General Allen, before you enter a state of contemplation, I'd better tell you all the new information.",

"explain."

"After more than ten days, we have obtained the same information from different channels, that is, the commander of the Britannia Imperial Army has been replaced by a new knight named Su Cheng. That is to say

…”

Before Er could say anything, Allen finished it for him.

"In other words, there is a high probability that the coach of the Britannia Imperial Army has been replaced by a new knight named Su Cheng, right?"

"exactly."

Allen was silent for a while, then sighed heavily.

"Sigh... Er, do you know the most tiring part of being a coach?"

"I have never been the head coach of an army, so I don't know." Er replied straightforwardly.

"The most tiring part of being the supreme commander of an army lies in selecting the authenticity of the intelligence." Allen's tone showed a hint of helplessness and exhaustion, "You have to deal with all kinds of intelligence coming from various channels.

Once you identify which information is credible, which information is false, and which information is sent by the enemy on purpose to confuse you...you need to identify these one by one and finally select the most credible information."

Er listened carefully and nodded from time to time.

Although he has never been a head coach, he has been with Allen for a long time. Therefore, under the influence of his ears and eyes, he also has some understanding of the various tasks that the supreme commander of the army has to do in the army.

He also understood that when a pile of information is placed in front of you, you still have to check the authenticity of each one, the hardship and pain.

"So," Allen said, "don't tell me anymore about the coach of the Britannia Imperial Army. I don't want to care about whether they have changed their coach now. I can't control it anymore. I don't want to anymore."

Stop caring about who the leader of the Britannia Imperial Army is."

"No matter who is the leader of the Britannia Imperial Army now!" Allen said sonorously and forcefully, "I will defeat them!"

"Yes!" Er shouted loudly.

Allen continued:

"Looking at the current posture of the Britannia Imperial Army, they want to compete head-on with us on both sides of the Wei River. Huh! Then let's do whatever they want!" Allen's tone was full of pride,

"Let's go to Weihe now! Meet the Britannia Imperial Army! Since they want to fight us in a direct battle in Weihe, then we will fight!"

…

At this time, the Carolingian Kingdom, its capital, and its imperial city.

The king of the Carolingian Kingdom was sitting on the throne, looking restless.

"Hasn't it arrived yet... Our 80,000-strong army from the Carolingian Kingdom hasn't arrived yet..."

When he learned that nearly 90,000 troops from the Britannian Empire were charging toward his country, the king of the Carolingian Kingdom was so frightened that his feet went weak and he collapsed directly on the ground.

Almost all the troops in their kingdom that can fight are in the hands of Allen alone.

In other words, the Carolingian Kingdom's current national defense is very empty. Even if all the troops remaining in the country are assembled, there will be less than 20,000 troops.

Moreover, these 20,000 people are still old, weak and disabled soldiers.

To put it bluntly, the current defense of the Carolingian Kingdom is no more than a piece of paper.

The Britannian Empire's 90,000-strong army can tear it apart with just a single touch.

So when he learned that the Britannia Imperial Army was rushing toward him, the King of the Carolingian Kingdom immediately sent someone to notify Allen and quickly bring back the 80,000 troops from his Carolingian Kingdom!

"Your Highness," the minister on the side said a little tiredly, "please calm down. General Allen has rushed back with 80,000 troops for rescue."

"Calm down? How can you tell me to calm down?!" the king of the Carolingian Kingdom screamed.
To be continued...