With our numbers, one team is rapid response- the other is bait.
They'll take an advantage to break this stalemate- and if we give them a trap, then they may just fall for it.
The set up of the teams is such that- you and your Servant have to be on separate teams. You have a way of relaying information to one another quickly and efficiently- I imagine they won't attack a solitary Mr.B with yourself, so- I will presumably be keeping the company of your Assassin- waiting for them to strike- at that moment, your Assassin will mentally communicate with you that the attack is underway- and it'll be up to you and Mr.B to get there as fast as possible.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post...Never mind. Sorry, I think they're a nation from another world.
Anyways - El Cid was the prince of this one city called Valencia, which he won in combat from the Moors, and they were planning to send a giant army to take it back. They outmanned his army, so he had to come up with a plan before they reached Valencia.
Well - he attacked them at their base camp, at El Cuarte. And he started off by only sending in part of his army, before leading a bigger force against them. He really wanted them to be unprepared, so he did all this before they started to mobilize, too.
...Oh, and he busted up the irrigation weirs of a nearby river so that he could flood the camp because it was rainy. It really scattered the army, and... yeah. Caused them to get really demoralized so that they could fall easily.
He won a lot of treasures from the camp, like his favorite sword, and came home victorious. It was the only victory the Spaniards ever got against an Almoravid army throughout the entire century, so it was something they really hailed him for.
-Nimbus weaves out of the way of the stab-
Whoa! Let's not get carried away here.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?That's the difficult question. And I'd have to know a bit more about what everyone is capable of...
The one thing- that is a blank spot is their Assassin. What he's capable of.
I can know roughly and gauge the relative strength of the Caster because I lived through the Red Winter itself. And I've fought against him prior, of course.
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Both you- and your Assassin.
-sighs a little in relief- Its' a relief, though for the plan I had in mind, its' not quite ideal numbers yet.
At least- there's a way it could be adapted to fit our current number, but I have my doubts if it could win it in totality in one swoop.
At best its' a decisive blow, and I don't think I need to cover the worst case.
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