Everyone seemed somewhat dismissive; how could one randomly speculate the enemy's formation on the battlefield? There have been arrogant commanders in history, but many have fallen into traps, with some cases becoming famous battles passed down through the ages.
But when they saw Ou Fuwei'er nodding in agreement with Brand's answer, their hearts became a bit complex. The 'Commander' was very confident, so naturally, it wasn't just a guess, leaving only one possibility.
"How do you know?" Nemesia rarely spoke up, asking on behalf of everyone.
Brand smiled: "Because I am familiar with every army of Erune. I know clearly what they would do and how they would do it."
He answered not to pretend to be a Prophet. But he had to show such confidence because, right now, only he could lead them to carve a bloody path out of here. He knew very well that he needed to display enough confidence to subdue everyone.
