It takes you quite a while to make a decision. Your mind is still groggy, and thoughts of traps and heathen God's and hissing still plague your mind. Why do vampires hiss you ask yourself? The thought lingers in your mind, until the stars of your counselors bring you back into focus. Or as much focus as you can muster.
"Why do we hiss?"
"What?" the three ask simultaneously.
"Why, whenever something bad happens we bare our fangs and hiss?"
The three give each other stares. "My master, are you alright?"
You shake your head. "Yes, yes. I'm fine." You think the situation through once more. "I'll leave it to you, Jorin. Malachi, stay here. I will raise my army."
"Of course, master." Jorin leaves the room.
"Father Joseph, I appreciate your offer, but I don't need your help right now. I need soldiers."
He gives a sigh, then smiles warmly. "You'll be wanting help soon enough, and I'll always be there to give it to you, my girl."
Finally you are alone with Malachi. "My master, Wilhelm' force grows stronger every passing moment. It is good that you decide to start now. His forces consist of heavily armored, well-armed elites surrounded by waves of ghouls and slaves as shields. How shall our forces be arranged to combat them, master?"
You:
...form a band of equal size. It will be easier to gather and maintain a horde of weaker ghouls, but it will be a battle of attrition. The chances of success will be higher as your army can move in daylight but the war will drag on for a long time.
...form an elite group. A smaller, better armed and better trained group of veterans. They will cost more, and the chances are lower since even they can't take down an entire army by themselves. The best course would be to use their small size to infiltrate and assassinate Wilhelm and his lackeys.
...ask other lords for help. The other lords will gladly fight the warlord, but they are wary of you. They have not known you as long as they've known Count Olaf. Their armies are already armed and ready to fight. However, asking for their help will leave you and your lands at the mercy of their future favors. You won't lose much in terms of men or money in the short term, but it will be harder in the future.