Leto, who was standing nearby, quickly waved his hand and said, "Marshal, you can't say that."
"The Emperor has entrusted you with the important task of expanding the territory, which is an affirmation of your abilities. I am merely an assistant to you, someone who can offer advice when you are unable to make a decision."
Hearing this, Lucate rolled his eyes, turned to look at him, and said:
"So you've decided to let us stay here and give it a try?"
Leto sighed softly, "We can't have come all this way for nothing. If Dagan is conquered by them, we will lose our say in territorial issues."
"As you know, Augustus is determined to succeed this time. We can't just stand by and watch the Hunnic Kingdom gain substantial benefits abroad while we do nothing, can we?"
"You've really thought this far ahead, you've already considered this level. Hmm... Your vision is indeed far-reaching! You're definitely worthy of being a marshal!" Lucate gave a thumbs up.
Leto shook his head: "Please don't make fun of me."
“I think that Goth is right. He is both ambitious and prudent. Once the Sassanid fleet arrives, we will surely reap a good reward this time.”
"Have faith in our strength, Marshal!" Leto said earnestly.
Lucat was speechless, his heart filled with melancholy.
He understood deeply that each of the nations that came here was fighting its own battles, and if they were to obey orders and launch a full-scale attack on Daqian, it would be an incredible stroke of luck.
Therefore, in the event of a battle, unless a huge advantage is gained from the beginning, even if the forces are evenly matched, one's own side will inevitably be in chaos and fight in disarray.
Of course, unless the Sasiris fleet truly brings an unparalleled number of warships and matching combat power.
As for now, Lucat thought he might fall seriously ill and would have to return home for treatment before he could safely withdraw from this unfavorable war.
So Lucat slept on the deck that night, and the next morning he was pale and coughing heavily.
The next day, Lucat was lying sickly in his cabin, thinking that in another day or two he could appoint Leto as commander.
But that evening, both good and bad news arrived.
The ocean fleet of the overlord of the Leon continent, the Sa Ri Kingdom, has finally appeared on the sea.
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