In ancient times, armies consumed a terrifying amount of food.
The transport and storage locations for supplies were secrets among secrets.
But for Aaron, he could find them directly with Pendulum Divination. It wasn't a problem at all.
As for their tight security?
He could find flaws in the enemy guards' defenses. Even a direct assault was a small matter to him.
Against a cheat like Aaron, who played by no rules, even the Grand Duke of Bauhinia, famed for his godlike command of troops, could only suffer a crushing defeat.
Early in the morning.
Aaron led a cavalry unit of around a hundred men to the outskirts of a small town.
"Enemy scouts ahead!"
Eight-Fingers let out a cruel grin and brandished his spear. "Charge with me!"
Thud! Thud!
A dozen riders charged past, knocking the two scouts from their horses with their blades.
But a raven had already taken wing. Sanchez hurriedly nocked an arrow and took aim.
Whoosh!
The arrow missed, and the raven flew away.
"Forget it. Let them find out. The food is in the storehouse in the town ahead, which is an important transfer point."
Aaron waved a hand and smiled. "Charge with me!"
"Charge!"
Eight-Fingers and Sanchez roared and followed behind him.
By the time the hundred cavalrymen reached the outskirts, the townspeople had received the warning and armed themselves to the teeth.
Soldiers lined the palisade, chevaux-de-frise blocked the gate, and the watchtowers were packed with archers.
What's more, the town lay deep in the rear. If they held out for a while, reinforcements would arrive.
It was already a remarkable feat that Aaron had led his men so close before being spotted.
Now, gazing at the heavily guarded town, he simply smiled. "Follow me!"
He spurred his horse forward and