"Absurd! This is utterly absurd!"
Robson walked into the tent, holding letters from the front lines.
This was news delivered by griffins from the front, regarding Earl Uman's marching route and his current situation.
Robson had dared to send out several armies to fight on their own because he believed that, however poor the Franks were, they had to have some military foundation.
He knew from the start that Earl Uman was likely incompetent in military affairs, and Robson had also intended to use this opportunity to suppress some of the disobedient southern upstarts.
But he never expected Earl Uman to be *this* incompetent. His deployments and arrangements couldn't help but remind Robson of that fellow Ma Su from his past life.
Robson was truly at a loss with this Earl Uman. He had only miscalculated twice since coming to this world. The first time was with those rumors in the Royal Capital.
