Peerless Divine Doctor

Ye Luo nodded, what the Werewolf Tribe commander said was indeed true.

"So, what do you think, how do the warriors of the Werewolf Tribe fight in battle?"

Being asked by Ye Luo, the commander was a bit at a loss, and only after a moment did he say: "Well, battle naturally means charging and killing the enemy, right? How else could it be called fighting!"

Ye Luo smiled slightly: "Right, your strategy is to be bold and fight to the end! Indeed, this is a tradition worthy of praise, but now, it won’t work!"

Everyone looked at Ye Luo, not understanding why he confirmed the Werewolf Tribe’s tradition but then said it wouldn’t work.

But Ye Luo did not wait for them to ask, as he had already begun to explain: "Your way of fighting, if the enemy’s strength is nearly the same, then it is definitely feasible, even if the enemy is a bit cowardly, your momentum can crush them. But don’t forget, our current situation is that the enemy is much stronger!"

"The enemy has a vast number, and you have mentioned that their behemoths and strategic magical treasures are far more numerous than ours, so tell me, in previous battles, even though you caused substantial damage to the enemy, what about yourselves? Are your losses less?"

Asked by Ye Luo, the group did not know how to respond, after all, Ye Luo was speaking the truth!

"But Your Highness, war is inherently like this, you defeat a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred yourself, how can there possibly be victory without sacrifices?"

Ye Luo smiled again, but confidently said: "Indeed, war cannot avoid casualties, but why must we defeat a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred of ourselves? Why can’t we defeat a thousand and lose two hundred ourselves?"

Everyone looked at one another, they understood Ye Luo’s point, wasn’t it about reducing casualties? In fact, if casualties could be reduced, they would want that too, but how could such a thing be solved just by talking?

"Your Highness, how do you plan to arrange this?"