Victor soon received the dispatch from the War Department. After reading Marvin's assessment, he knitted his brows and remained silent for a long while!
Saruman, the Deputy Minister of the Army Department and Chief of the General Staff who had delivered the dispatch, grew anxious. He thought Victor's silence meant he was weighing whether Regimental Commander Marvin's assessment was correct.
He spoke directly. "My lord Marquis, everyone in the General Staff agrees with Regimental Commander Marvin's assessment. This severe weather will certainly cause serious secondary disasters.
"Two Rivers County has avoided serious consequences only because we have ample reserves and you take such good care of your subjects. The other Northern Frontier Noble Territories may not be so fortunate!
"Once trouble strikes their territories, it will inevitably affect their preparations for war. We must prepare in advance!"
Victor looked up at the anxious Saruman. Of course he understood all this, and he fully agreed with Marvin's assessment. But even if he tried to devise a solution now, there was nothing he could do!
The territories of the Northern Frontier nobles were scattered across more than a hundred thousand square kilometers in the Four Counties of the Northern Frontier, with considerable distances between them. Even if Two Rivers County wanted to help the other territories, it simply could not!
In weather this severe, there was no hope of deploying Two Rivers County's troops. The Northern Frontier nobles could only rely on themselves!
Moreover, as Marvin had said, the Barbarians would face even more problems. Even if they could now obtain food through farming, this weather would leave them short of fuel as well, making it difficult to keep warm and prepare meals.
Even if they could burn sheep and cattle dung, how much of it would they have to use?
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