Manstein handed Erwin a cup of hot coffee and stood by, waiting. He hoped Erwin would sober up a bit before getting to the point.
But Erwin nonchalantly waved his hand, drinking his coffee as he said, "I can still think, Colonel. Bring it on."
Manstein raised an eyebrow. This country bumpkin from Heidenheim, if it weren't for your practical experience against Shire, I wouldn't even bother with you.
"Your strategy against Shire is wrong, General," Manstein said, his words carrying the usual coldness and arrogance of the nobility.
Erwin smiled faintly. "Strategic errors? You mean..."
"You are learning Shire's tactics," Manstein responded simply.
"Yes, I am indeed learning Shire's tactics," Erwin admitted openly. "But I don't think that's wrong."
Erwin looked up at Manstein. "No one understands tank warfare better than him, nor tactics, not even you, Colonel. So, curb your arrogance!"
If this guy dares to say he's better than Shire, I'll kick him out immediately.
