The Two Races Attack

Highland City.

A meeting was underway on the top floor of the Legendary Mage Tower.

The meeting was of an exceptionally high level. Aside from Roland, only the heads of the Three Departments attended; there were no outsiders.

"Your Majesty, because the Twilight Church has slowed its offensive, we have correspondingly reduced the defensive duties of our main legions. We are mainly relying on the noble coalition forces and the Kailan Kingdom's secondary legions for defense."

"Therefore, the kingdom's major legions have suffered almost no losses. Even the Barrier Legion, Guardian Legion, and other forces that have undertaken more than half of the defensive duties have maintained over eighty percent of their original strength due to receiving priority reinforcements. Their combat power remains intact."

Roland nodded slightly. After giving a few brief instructions, he turned his gaze to Leslie.

Compared to the state of the various legions, what concerned him more was the Sacred Co-Prosperity Kingdom's economy and strategic reserves after more than three years of war.

After all, no matter how elite the frontline legions were, they would be finished without food and supplies.

"Your Majesty, over the past three years, the kingdom's reserves have fallen by thirty percent, food reserves by twenty percent, and various strategic material reserves by forty percent."

"However, this downward trend has gradually begun to slow after we intensified development of the Northern Great Plains and relocated more than thirty million citizens inland."

"At the current intensity of the war, I estimate that the kingdom can hold on for at least another twenty years." Leslie immediately gave a brief report on the kingdom's situation.

"Well done."

Roland, seated at the head of the table, revealed a faint smile.

Yet despite Roland's praise, the heaviness on Leslie's face did not lessen. He said worriedly,

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