"We need to put an end to the chaos in Pewter City as quickly as possible."
Tetsuya said thus to Brock.
The latter was no fool and understood almost immediately. "You mean Team Rocket might use this opportunity to strike Cerulean City or some other important town?"
Pewter City now looked as though it could collapse at any moment.
But in reality, its defensive forces were at their strongest in the past decade.
Never underestimate the mobility of Trainers.
Whether Flying-type Pokemon or Ground-type Pokemon, if they were determined to travel, terrain was practically no obstacle to them.
On the current frontline battlefield, countless Trainers had rushed over from all directions.
After all.
For most Trainers, this battle represented not only danger, but also enormous gains once it was over.
With the spirit of adventure flowing through their blood, how could they possibly give up such an opportunity?
But likewise.
Since the number of Trainers within any given area was usually fixed.
As Pewter City's defensive strength reached its peak, the defenses of other surrounding towns inevitably declined significantly.
Including Cerulean City on the other side of Mt. Moon.
Everyone knew that most of the Wild Pokemon on Mt. Moon would not choose to assault a coastal city.
Even if they truly succeeded in destroying it, they would not be able to find a suitable place nearby to survive afterward.
Under such circumstances.
Compared to attacking Pewter City, attacking other cities—especially Cerulean City—was the better choice.
Those enraged Wild Pokemon of Mt. Moon would not spare Team Rocket just because they shared a common "enemy."
The enemy of my enemy is my friend did not work on Pokemon.
No one could predict the consequences of a three-way melee then.
Presumably, Team Rocket did not want to suffer excessive losses at