Northern An War Zone.
Central Court.
After receiving the attack order from the General Overseer Hall.
The war zone's commander, Qiu Qiguang, convened an emergency Central Court Meeting at the fastest possible speed to discuss the detailed battle plan.
"Everyone, the war has begun!"
With those brief words, General Qiu declared the meeting open.
Upon hearing the word "war," everyone present unconsciously sat up straighter, their expressions turning solemn.
General Qiu swept his gaze around the room and said, "According to intelligence from the General Overseer Hall, a large number of White Squid Race tribes have gathered in the sea area twelve hundred kilometers northeast of this war zone.
"Cheng General Overseer has issued an order. This war zone must launch an attack before noon tomorrow. Do any of you have any good suggestions?"
As this Mystic Supervisor spoke, his aged face revealed no expression whatsoever, making it impossible to guess his true thoughts.
However.
Anyone familiar with General Qiu could detect his inclination.
If the commander intended to fight this war, he would most likely ask, "How should we fight?" or say something like, "Try to achieve greater results."
Yet the commander had asked, "Do you have any good suggestions?" It was a very subtle question.
Any smart person could hear the implication—this commander did not want to fight, but the General Overseer Hall demanded it, so was there some way to merely go through the motions?
Two seconds passed.
A Commander spoke up, breaking the silence. "Reporting to the commander, the target is too far from this war zone, and we do not know the specific situation over there.
"Personally, I believe that before we ascertain the White Squid Race's exact status, this war zone should conduct only a probing attack."
Put plainly, his words meant—make a token