The area around the mountain peak was just wilderness, with no cities or armies, not resembling a battlefield at all.
Even though the guild mbers had imnse trust in Weston, they couldn’t help but feel curious at this mont.
"Guild Master, we’ve traveled such a long way to get here, what exactly are we here to do?"
Weston glanced at the terrain below and calmly uttered two words.
"Cut off supplies!"
The tactic of cutting off supplies is a very common military strategy.
Common, but effective.
If an army loses its supplies, it can easily lead to mutiny, or even defeat and destruction.
Therefore, any general leading troops in battle must first ensure the stable transportation of supplies.
For the three armies to operate, supplies must co first; that’s the principle.
It was only at this point that Weston explained the purpose of this operation to everyone.
"According to intelligence, the Second Prince’s main force is stationed ten miles north of here, confronting the First Prince’s army. The two sides have been deadlocked for two months now."
"And this place is the only way for the Second Prince’s army to transport supplies."
"The purpose of our trip is to cut off the Second Prince’s supply of food and provisions!"
With the mission clarified, everyone’s eyes lit up.
"The Second Prince? Is that the Second Prince behind Blue Skull?"
"I’ve been unhappy with him for a long ti. Good job, Guild Master!"
"So, are we going to support the First Prince in winning this war?"
"Leave it to us, Guild Master. The mission is completely clear!"
Thump, thump, thump!!
Weston repeatedly knocked his fist on the heads of the few people who had spoken earlier.
"What do you understand!"
"I didn’t say I wanted to help the First Prince win!"
"Rember this, we only need to intercept the supplies. We don’t need to care about anything else. Understand?"
Ah...???
Why is that??
The few people who had their heads knocked looked aggrieved and asked, "Guild Master, according to what you said, if we cut off the Second Prince’s supplies, wouldn’t the First Prince be guaranteed to win this war?"
"Who said that?!"
"Cutting off supplies, the real purpose is not to help the First Prince win, but to force the two armies on the northern battlefield to end the stalemate and make them fight imdiately."
"As long as they fight, no matter who wins in the end, the best-case scenario will only be a pyrrhic victory."
"At that ti, the Third Princess’s army in the western part of the kingdom can march eastward without any scruples."
"Eh eh eh??"
Everyone suddenly felt a sense of confusion as if they were listening to a heavenly book, and their eyes turned into bean eyes one by one.
This world has been in constant war for hundreds of years.
However, due to the existence of dragons and Wizards, individuals with powerful strength and great strategic significance, who can even sotis have a final say and influence the course of the war, decent military tactics and strategies have never been developed.
The tactics such as ’cutting off supplies’ and ’provoking’ that Weston is using at this mont are already profound and almost ’God of War’ level thods in the eyes of ordinary people.
"Then... so, we are supporting the kingdom’s Third Princess?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
Weston explained the results of his investigation into these three heirs over this period.
"The First Prince is extravagant, lewd, cruel, and tyrannical. He currently rules the northern region of the Fiore Kingdom, and the taxes under his rule are very high, making people live in poverty."
"The Second Prince disregards human life and is vicious. Not only does he keep a large number of Dark Guilds to work for him, but he also colludes with neighboring countries, wanting to exchange the land of the Fiore Kingdom for soldiers and horses."
"People like this don’t look like qualified kings no matter how you look at it!"
"As for that Third Princess, although her status and ability are not qualified enough, the taxes in the area she manages are the lowest, and the lives of the people are relatively better."
A king can only gain the support of his people by treating the citizens of his kingdom well.
Understanding Weston’s choice and strategy, everyone no longer spoke.
Mavis imdiately noticed details that others had not noticed.
"Weston, you just said that you want to detonate the battlefield here so that the Third Princess’s army can advance eastward, right?"
"But the problem is, if we take action now, can the Third Princess’s army in the western part of the kingdom cooperate in ti?"
It takes at least seven days for news to travel from the east to the west.
If the news of the outbreak of war here cannot be transmitted in ti, causing the western army to fail to act when they should, wouldn’t their current actions be in vain?
"Of course, they can!"
"Why are you so sure?"
Weston smiled: "Because a month ago, I had already gone to the western army and offered my plan to the Third Princess of the kingdom!"
"As long as we take action here, the other side can imdiately cooperate!"
Hearing Weston’s words, Yuri and the others all exclaid.
"What?!"
"You actually did such a big thing behind our backs without saying a word?!"
"Wait! You said it was a month ago... haven’t you been staying in Magnolia for this month, and often haven’t even left the guild’s gate?"
"And you clearly teach everyone magic in the guild every few days!"
Everyone looked at Weston with shock in their eyes.
"Ohohoho——"
"You don’t know about this, do you?"
Weston smiled triumphantly, his shoulders shaking, and he proudly flicked his hair.
"I sent a Thought Projection."
"And that Thought Projection has now been promoted to the position of military advisor in the western army!"
Thought Projection, a special clone magic.
It can create a clone that is almost identical to its main body. The two share a blue bar (magic power) and can transmit their experiences and mories to each other in real-ti.
The wonderful thing about Thought Projections is that they can move freely without distance restrictions. Even if the main body dies, the Thought Projection can continue to exist in the world.
For example, Roubaul, the guild master of Cait Shelter who appeared in the original work, a Thought Projection still lived in the world for more than 400 years after the main body died.
At this ti, Roubaul is probably still silently waiting in a village near Nirvana.
"Thought Projection?!"
"I see, that’s why you’re so confident..."
After being together for so long, everyone thought they were used to Weston’s far-sightedness and brilliance, but Weston’s operations always refreshed their IQ ceiling ti and ti again.
In fact, that Thought Projection not only achieved the position of ’Chief Military Advisor’ of the western army but even negotiated the rewards after the victory with the Third Princess of the kingdom.
"Okay, enough nonsense."
Weston signaled everyone to be quiet and announced the opponent of this ’Fairy Tail’.
"The enemies we are facing this ti are not simple. They include 2 generals, 10 veteran assassins, 250 Wizards, and 5,000 regular soldiers!"
Everyone: "...?"
You call that a ’small army’?
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