Various pieces of intelligence flew into the command room of Reef Rock Castle like snowflakes. All the staff officers and civil servants barely had time to breathe, frantically processing the information, and then handing the results over to Soron and Richard for decisions.
"Sir, the Black Blood Army's attack was thwarted and is currently in a standoff with the enemy, needing support from follow-up forces."
"Sir, the three Magic Knight Battalions we dispatched have pre-emptively destroyed the target Magic Cavalry Battalion, with a casualty rate of twenty percent."
"Sir, the Colson Corps has found a weak point in the enemy's defenses and is making a deep advance."
"Sir, General Lawrence has fallen. We've recovered his body, but over fifty percent of his forces have been lost, morale is extremely low, and the unit structure is nearly unsustainable..."
"Sir..."
"..."
Thinking, constantly thinking, then making decisions.
