"And once Bellif is prepared in advance," Leefer's lips curled, "even if the bandit army can rely on their combat skills to escape, the Resk Main Army will be finished!"
"So what you're saying is," Barbara sighed in relief, a slight smile of delight appearing at the corner of her mouth, "Leifeng Star might be heading for a disastrous defeat?"
"A war is not a game that a mechanic soldier who hasn't even attended the Military Academy can master." Leefer stood with his hands behind his back, "If he's aiming for a tactical encirclement, he will lose miserably."
"I don't understand the matters on the battlefield," Barbara said charmingly, pulling Leefer's hand, "but if Leifeng Star is indeed heading towards a disastrous defeat, it just happens to provide our plan with a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Let's go; our future President is still patiently waiting in the room for us."
