"If we raise a decisively greater force, it would do serious damage to enemy morale. It's best we minimize our losses. We wouldn't want these elite soldiers you speak of to dwindle in number."
"Nonsense! Suppose we crushed them and captured Zhupus with overwhelmingly superior numbers. Who could boast of such a victory? How would the other countries look at us?"
'Well, someone clearly values glory over the lives of his soldiers…'
Evan had that thought as he watched the two Brigadier Generals bicker. Both of them were in charge of 3000 soldiers each and considering there was only a Division of 16,000 present, their words held a lot of weight.
It's just that Evan wondered how one of them had even gotten to his position of Brigadier General in the first place and from Beluar's expression, he could see that the brown-eyed man was thinking the same thing.