When we came here, it was the Sun King who personally ordered us to help Basaran repel the enemy. But now the actual situation may not be as perfect as we imagined. The industrial power Borg still has some strength.
"How long do you think our supplies can last?"
Sean knew that the two commanders were waiting for his order, because the person who gave the order before was the Sun King, a member of the royal family, so they would only retreat if he, another member of the royal family, gave the order.
"About a month, because the Bashalan Empire is also supplying us..."
"But from what I understand, Basaran's spring planting is problematic. Have you noticed that we're quite frugal with our food in the palace? For a major economy, that kind of pomp and circumstance is quite inappropriate."
Sean recalled the days he lived in the Basaran Kingdom, including the time when his identity had not yet been made public... There were almost no opportunities for large-scale banquets, and they all ate in the room, with three dishes and one soup, very standard!
But for the nobles, it is actually very frugal.
"Your Highness, do you think they can't provide it?"
"Fighting on the front lines should be impossible for now. We haven't asked them for compensation, and the money is enough for Basaran to buy food from neighboring countries. However, delaying it for too long won't work... After all, there are still many hungry refugees in Basaran. I predict some areas will become chaotic first, so we can't delay it for too long."
"What should we do then?"
"Let Ben Tari return to the front line and force the two countries to negotiate peace... Now the main problem is that Basharan is unwilling to do so. If it is unwilling, we will withdraw our troops." Sean said.
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