Tannis cocked his head and cracked his neck. "There are only plains in front of us now, so we will move swiftly. It has been a long time since I have been to your capital, but I think we can be there in 15 or 20 days. It’s difficult to keep such a large force moving. It might take longer." "What will we do General? What is your plan?" the man asked as he rode his horse next to Tannis under the overcast sky. "There is no plan Andrew. There is never a plan. That’s something that men misunderstand. Military strategy is not found on paper or carved in stone. Strategy is fluid. It moves like water or fire." Andrew looked shocked. "How can you have no plan? You march with countless thousands of men behind you, and you do not make preparations?" "Of course we make preparations. Do not take me for a fool, Vindyri. You simply do not grasp the complications of war. Does it make sense to you to walk into battle with a detailed plan on exactly where and when to swing your sword? Do you think that a man who does that has a chance in battle?" "Well no, I guess he would have to determine that on the field." "Exactly.
