Chapter 143: The Art of Strategy
"Strategy and command are arts that require understanding the environment, the enemy, and your own forces. Each of you will lead a unit—Zheren, you will take the center; Harur, you will hold the left flank; Brakus and Meldor, you will execute a coordinated defense of the right flank; Alnor, you will be the flexible reserve commander," he continued.
Zheren clenched the massive bones of his hands, nodding only once. His mind, though less sharp, was as firm as a steel chestplate.
"Zheren," said Steward, "Your strength lies in massive assault. Imagine your line as a wide, unbroken gate. Do not move too far forward, and do not waste your unit on one-sided charges. You can hold five Stage 1 units at once if you distribute your weight evenly. We are learning the basics, so we start with small numbers."
Zheren looked at the seventeen skeletons gathered behind him, drew his jaw into a kind of skeletal grin, and slowly nodded.
Itai was in the back, observing as well; he wanted to learn a bit about command too—after all, he was the chief necromancer. He also provided as many undeath as were needed.
"Harur," Steward turned to Harur.
"Your elite unit must act like the edge of a dagger. Swift raids, precise strikes at the enemy’s command. You do not need more than seven subordinates for now, but each of them must know they are instruments of your will. Coordinate telepathically—but remember, never forget your backup. Always keep at least two undeath behind you to hold the defensive line if the mission goes wrong."
Harur nodded.
"Brakus and Meldor," Steward addressed the two zombies standing slightly aside, their faces swollen, arms hanging heavily.
"Zombies are clumsier, but more persistent and durable. Your defense must be unbroken. Build rotational patrols. When one of you guards the top of the ramparts, the other repairs them or covers the weak spots. Every fifteen minutes, switch roles. This will prevent you from burning out."