Third Food War (II)

After everyone greeted each other and took their seats as hosts and guests, Sordil stood up and got straight to the point, explaining why he had gathered everyone here.

"Gentlemen, the reason I have gathered you all here today is to discuss one thing with you: how to drive out the Evil Dragon from the Western Continent that is stationed in Ishgar."

Upon hearing Sordil's words, everyone inside the tent exchanged glances, then turned their gazes back to Sordil, waiting quietly for him to continue.

"You all should remember that just a year ago, the Evil Dragon of the Western Continent launched a heinous invasion against Ishgar. We used a scorched-earth strategy to stop them at the western coastline, thwarting their plot. Afterwards, we used the advantage of the Teleportation Array to seize a large amount of supplies from them and destroyed their logistics supply lines, leaving them in a dilemma."

"Unfortunately, just as we were about to unleash the hammer of justice on these rude fellows, we were betrayed by the traitor Arthur, causing our efforts to fail. The Evil Dragon of the Western Continent obtained food supplies from us thanks to the intelligence provided by the traitor, thus gaining a foothold in Ishgar. Fortunately, the supplies they received were not much, not even enough to sustain their daily lives, let alone launch an attack on us."

"But now that the autumn harvest season is approaching, the enemy's main camp on the Western Continent must have stockpiled enough food. Once the enemy receives support from their main camp, they can recuperate and restore their fighting strength. At that time, let alone driving them out of Ishgar, they may even be able to capture this camp right here."

"All of you here have fought against the Evil Dragon of the Western Continent to some extent. I think you all have a good understanding of the relative strength of the two sides. You don't think I'm exaggerating, do you?"

Although Sordil's words were blunt, everyone in the tent had to admit the fact that their forces were inferior to those of the Western Continent. Therefore, they merely whispered among themselves, discussing the matter briefly, but no one dared to oppose Sordil's viewpoint. Seeing that everyone had accepted the disparity in strength and the current situation, Sordil began to explain the core of the battle plan.

"Therefore, our primary objective in this operation is to destroy the enemy's supply convoys, cut off their supply lines, and force them to remain adrift, thus wearing them down. However, while attacking the enemy, we must also prepare for defense to prevent them from taking advantage of our weakened defenses to launch a surprise attack on our main camp. Therefore, after discussion, we have decided to transfer two hundred men from the reserves to the front lines, and then draw three hundred men from each of the southern, northern, and central battlefields to form an assault force, which I will lead, responsible for intercepting the enemy's supply convoys. You will lead the remaining personnel to defend the main camp and ensure its safety."

"If you feel there is anything wrong with the action plan, please speak up."

Although the people in the tent were quite capable and intelligent, they were all novices when it came to military strategy and tactics, so they really couldn't find anything wrong with Sordil's half-baked arrangements.

"Prince Sordil's action plan is flawless, and we have no objections!"

"Yes, we have no objections. Please, Prince Sordil, assign the tasks!"

"Please, Prince Sordil, assign the tasks!"

Sordil had no reason to refuse the requests of the people, so he began to assign tasks to the various secret realms with reference to the map.

Western Continent, Dragon Clan Secret Realm, Grayn Charles

"Shideweig, is the grain stockpiled?"

"Don't you trust me to handle things?"

"It's always best to be careful, otherwise you'll become the next Kelsu!"

"Olibuk, look at you, am I as careless as those three guys?"

"You? If your positions were reversed, you probably wouldn't have done as well as them!"

"Hey! I have such a short temper, I... I..."

Seeing his old buddy shaking his head and searching around for something, looking like he was about to fight him, Olibuk said with a black line on his forehead, "Alright, stop fooling around. You'd be better off checking the food supplies we're preparing to send to Kelsu and the others!"

"I..."

Already rendered speechless by his previous insults, and now labeled a troublemaker by his best friend, Shideweig was both anxious and angry, unable to utter a single word. After stammering "I..." for a long time with a red face and a thick neck, Shideweig, in a fit of rage, opened his blood-red mouth and lunged at his friend's buttocks.

"Ah!"

Having his weakness exposed, Olibuk collapsed to the ground with a thud, seemingly rolling his eyes back.

"Ptooey!"

After wiping his newly activated divine weapon and spitting out the foreign matter inside, Shideweig walked triumphantly out of the cave.

"Pfft!"

Just as Shideweig passed by Olibuk, a cone-shaped object, thinner at the front and thicker at the back, violently entered his anus, and he fell straight down like his old friend.

"Hehe! You bite me, I'll poke you with my tail, that's fair! Ouch, that hurts!"

After about five or six minutes, the two who had been hurting each other finally managed to struggle to their feet. They glanced at the culprit opposite them, first snorted coldly, and then burst into laughter one after the other.

"Haha! Ouch! Shideweig, you went too far!"

"Heh! As if you went easy on me, ouch, ouch!"

"Alright, stop talking and hurry up and check the food supplies. Don't let Kelsu's supply convoy arrive before you're ready!"

"Tch! I've already arranged all of this, you don't need to worry about it!"

As soon as Shideweig finished speaking, another giant dragon hurriedly walked in from outside the cave.

"Lord Shideweig, Olibuk, the grain transport officer sent by Kelsu has arrived and is now waiting outside the cave!"

"Haha! Kelsu is really something else, I just finished talking about him and he's here! Old Six, bring the grain transport officer in!"

"Yes, Lord Olibuk!"

As the Old Six left, he gave the two awkwardly positioned men a strange look, making them feel as if they had been given a special title (called BL). In order to prevent this title from spreading further, Olibuk endured the lingering pain and straightened his body, gesturing with his eyes for Shideweig to do the same. Although Shideweig did not understand his old friend's intention, he did so out of trust.

A moment later, the grain transport officer followed Old Six into the cave. To Olibuk's surprise, there were not one, but four grain transport officers.

"Montedoss, Feldroka, Zakro, Glaide, what brings you all here?"

"Lord Olibuk, Kelsu is worried that the grain will be destroyed by the enemy like last time, so he ordered the four of us to escort it together."

After answering Olibuk's question, Glaide bowed to the two men and slipped a wad of cloth into Olibuk's hands. Taking the cloth, Olibuk nodded knowingly and said calmly, "Oh, I see! Don't worry, we've prepared the grain for you, and it's ready to be shipped at any time. However, it's getting late, so I think you should rest here for the night and prepare for the grain shipment tomorrow."

"I will obey Olibuk's orders!"

"Okay! Old Six, take them down to rest!"

After seeing off Glaide and the others, the two who had been holding back for so long immediately revealed their true colors. Looking at his old friend who was hunched over, Shideweig asked in bewilderment, "Old buddy, the grain could have been transported right now, why wait until tomorrow?"

Olibuk didn't explain anything, but instead handed the bundle of cloth to Shideweig, letting him see the reason for himself.

"Ah! This..."

"Now you know why, right?"

"But..."

"We can no longer stop them; our only option now is to cooperate with them as much as possible!"

"Sigh! There's nothing we can do about it!"