After all, that was the manpower of two entire Army Groups, fourteen divisions in total. Not some soft persimmon they could knead at will!
Aside from this assessment, there was another point that kept Bellif calm and composed.
Ten hours earlier, he had already ordered the ten reserve Armored Divisions under his command to assemble at combat readiness. Just another ten hours, and he would be able to place several more attack arrows on the western side of the Sunset Mountain Basin on the map, adding another layer of insurance to his battle plan.
He didn't want to mobilize the whole army over some little trick of the enemy.
Meeting all changes with no change—that was the bearing of the strong. Having seized the advantage in timing, terrain, and morale, all he needed to do was wait for word that the Sunset Mountain Defense Line had been breached.
Once the line broke, any trick would be nothing more than a joke not worth a sneer.
