General Gilwenys vs. The Brat 3

Braeden smiled down at the drawing his soldier drew of Mika's camp. There were many opening in her defenses that his team could take advantage of. However, from his years on the battle field something told him not to use them.

Hmmm, is my sixth sense warning me about something....did she set traps for me?

Braeden was deeply tempted to swarm her camp tonight, but a nagged feeling was telling him not to.

Years of trusting his gut instincts on the battlegrounds allowed him to live and win many fights. This time as well he will choose to trust in it again.

"We will not do a night raid. We will confront them head on tomorrow morning."

"….but sir, we have lower men than they have." His Captain reminded.

"I know that, that is why everyone of one will rest up tonight so tomorrow you can show me that all my hard work in training you guys hasn't been a waste!"

"Yes, sir!"