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After Orson walked out of Lucius’s room, he glanced at Litte and Mary, who were anxiously waiting at the doorway.

“Father said he wanted to rest alone for a while. He asked us not to disturb him for now,” Orson said.

“Alright,” Mary nodded upon hearing this, then turned around and headed back to her room.

“By the way, Mother, Father has entrusted all the military responsibilities on the front lines to , so I will be going to the front lines tomorrow. During this ti, the household affairs, big and small, will all be handled by you. I apologize for the trouble,” Orson rembered sothing and suddenly spoke.

“I understand,” Mary nodded upon hearing this, then turned and left.

“Orson, is Father... okay?” Litte looked at Orson at this mont, her tone carrying a hint of question.

“He’s fine. Father is just a little tired. After all, he was injured recently. No matter how good his body is, he still needs ti to rest,” Orson said, patting Litte’s head.

“Right, there are so things I need to tell you privately. Let’s go back to my room first.” Saying this, he led Litte to his room.

Entering the room, Orson closed the door.

“Litte, do you want to go to the front lines?” Orson asked.

“Eh? Orson, why are you suddenly asking this?”

“As a Duke’s son, one of the most noble individuals in the Empire, especially in our Stranick family, which built itself through military prowess, the army is sothing you will encounter sooner or later,” Orson said, his tone calm.

“Conveniently, I will be taking over the role of temporary commander-in-chief on the front lines this ti. At that ti, you can be my deputy. You can learn these things by my side. When you go out in the future, you will eventually have to stand on your own.”

“Of course,” Orson said this, then pointed to the desk. “If you want to stay here and learn how to manage finances from Mother, that’s also fine. Because if you beco the Duke in the future, you can also personally be responsible for finances.”

“Um...” Litte pondered for a long ti upon hearing this, then spoke, “Well, I think it’s better to go to the front lines with you, Orson.”

Litte always felt that Mary had so reservations about her presence. Compared to staying at ho and facing cold stares, Litte preferred to be with Orson. Being by Orson’s side was also when she grew the fastest.

It wasn’t just simply wanting to stay by Orson’s side.

“Alright.” Orson nodded upon hearing this. “However, Litte, I need to give you a heads-up. The army is a very serious place. When you get to the front lines, you need to act like a soldier. You can’t cling to like you do now, understood?”

“Eh? Is it that serious?” Litte said in surprise upon hearing this.

But she still ntally prepared herself and imdiately agreed to Orson.

“I understand, Orson. I promise, I will listen to you in everything there.”

“Alright, then I’m relieved.” Orson said this, smiling.

“Rest at ho today. I’ll go out and take care of so things first. We’ll head to the front lines with Father’s letter of appointnt tomorrow.”

“Alright.”

After Orson finished discussing these matters with Litte, he went to the center of Antica City again and t with a few people.

Early the next morning, a carriage was prepared for Orson and Litte, but Orson disliked the carriage’s slow speed and still used a magic carpet to take Litte to the front lines.

...

A small town sowhere on the front lines.

At this mont, the town was filled with ruins and broken walls. Bloody stains were visible everywhere on the city walls, indicating a large-scale battle had taken place here not long ago.

A massive battle had erupted between the three thousand human soldiers stationed here and the five thousand attacking beastn. In the end, all the soldiers stationed here were killed, none surviving.

A burly beastman walked across the battlefield.

Bodies of humans and beastn lay scattered everywhere on and below the city walls.

Although the beastn had captured this town, the cost was not small.

However, because this was a militarized town, most of the residents were military dependents who had already evacuated before the war broke out, preventing further bloodshed.

After plundering the town’s armory and granary, the beastn gorged themselves.

Besides supplying the warriors with the seized provisions, a portion would be transported back to the desert by transport teams for the starving families of the warriors there.

To prepare for this war, the beastn tribes had concentrated their already scarce resources to supply the front-line warriors, so that the warriors could fight on full stomachs and then seize food from the humans to provide for the beastn in the rear.

Due to the unique nature of the beastn tribes, with each clan forming a tribe, these five thousand beastn warriors were actually cobbled together from more than a dozen tribes. The commander was the strongest individual in the army.

In such a situation, it was inevitable that there would be unequal distribution of spoils and the commander favoring his own tribe. Fortunately, this was the early stage of the war, and the internal disunity among the beastn had not yet beco apparent.

Often, in the later stages of the war, after long-standing grievances among the beastn, civil war would erupt, leading to self-inflicted retreat.

“How’s the battle result today?” The small commander walked to the location of the warehouse. At this mont, many beastn warriors were moving boxes and bags of grain out of the warehouse. He looked at the deputy who was in charge of statistics and asked.

The deputy was not from the sa clan tribe as him; they were purely in a cooperative relationship.

“Commander, our assault on the city today resulted in the loss of two thousand warriors. Every tribe suffered losses, but it’s relatively even overall,” the deputy said, then pointed to the warehouse. “This warehouse seems to have been prepared for a protracted war. It stockpiled a lot of grain, enough for the remaining three thousand of us to eat for two to three years. However, when divided among each tribe, there’s not much left.”

Currently, this beastman army still had three thousand n remaining. However, behind these three thousand n were approximately ten thousand mouths to feed.

The supplies from this small town, when sent back, would actually only be enough to feed the tribes for about a year. After a year, they would have to co out and plunder again.

It would be better to seize more in one go.

Thinking this, the commander looked at his deputy.

“Leave a hundred n here to clean up the battlefield. The rest will rest in place for half a day, then continue advancing.”

From the beastn’s perspective, human defenses were like an egg. As long as they broke through the hardest outer shell, penetrating further inward would be like entering an uninhabited land.

The three thousand soldiers stationed in this town were probably the most in the nearby villages and towns. Next, they would go and plunder the surrounding villages, then follow the orders of the Coalition Chieftain.

Such incidents were currently happening in several small towns along the border.

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