After more than ten days of travel, the Imperial army of one hundred thousand, led by Durandal as commander-in-chief with Esdeath and Najenda as deputy commanders, finally reached the Empire's border region.
"Do you have any plans for this operation?"
Najenda rode alongside Esdeath and Durandal. Their destination was drawing nearer and nearer, yet they still had not discussed how to deal with the enemy's million-strong army.
"Plans? Hmph! What need is there for tactics? With the power of the Imperial Arms, directly crushing those rebels will be enough."
Hearing Najenda's words, Esdeath let out a cold laugh. Though she was no match for Durandal... she did not take those mere rebels seriously, even if they truly numbered a million.
"General Najenda need not worry. Though the foreign tribes are numerous, they possess no high-level combat power. We can simply suppress them directly."
Durandal turned to Najenda. While she often disliked Esdeath's personality, she had not considered using any schemes for this operation either.
Before absolute strength, all schemes were useless. This was not an ordinary world, but one where a single person could fight ten thousand.
"That's true!"
Listening to Durandal and Esdeath, Najenda fell silent. With the two of them here... it really would be a one-sided battle.
Before they had traveled much farther, the fortress of the northern tribes' army came into view. Durandal's, Esdeath's, and Najenda's forces all stopped, as a massive river blocked their path.
"This is troublesome. The tribes have destroyed the bridge!"
Najenda looked at the broad river ahead. The tribes had demolished all the bridges, and it was hard to say how much effort it would take to cross the river.
Doing this would inevitably delay the war indefinitely, and food supplies might become a problem. Though they had a logistics department...