"Your Highness, please make the decision."
After a round of analysis, the generals all turned their eyes toward one of their own, who was likewise clad in armor. This individual had remained silent ever since the generals began their discussion.
The individual the generals addressed as "Your Highness" let his gaze wander across the sand table, seemingly verifying each of the generals' analyses one by one.
"Cough, cough..."
Suddenly, a cough interrupted His Highness's deliberation.
"Wise Master, do you have any suggestions?"
His Highness looked toward an unusual member of their kind. Though this individual shared the same physical traits as the others, his clothing differed. Rather than armor, he wore cloth woven from animal fibers.
This indirectly highlighted how his status differed from that of the other generals.
"Your Highness, the strange phenomena in the heavens are an omen of warning."
The individual known as the "Wise Master" respectfully answered His Highness's question, but his words drew indifferent responses from the other generals.
"There are merely a few hundred more celestial pearls in the sky. How is that a warning?"
"Silence! What do you know? Heavenly signs correspond to human affairs!"
The general's dismissive attitude enraged the Wise Master, and he rebuked him.
"Back then, the Tide Army held every advantage and seized every initiative, yet we ended up in this state because of reckless advance! Even Heaven is warning us, yet you refuse to listen!"
It was precisely because they had greedily sought merit and advanced rashly that the Tide Army had fallen into the Barbarian Army's trap. On the eve of the Tide Army's defeat in that crucial battle, many celestial pearls—stars—had suddenly appeared in the night sky.
How could stars possibly appear out of nowhere? Since they had appeared, there had to be a reason. The