Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 664.1: Inseparable (1)

Humans were capable of achieving huge things within a short period of time if they really put their minds to it.

It was a day before the commencement of war.

Soldiers could be seen rushing to and fro in fortresses and strongholds, bringing around an endless stream of logistical supplies with them.

All military supplies had been made available to all of the soldiers without any limits, be it weapons, arrows, magic tools, armor, or steeds. Brawny knights excitedly tried out new armor. Staff-wielding magicians organized their new array of magic tools with smiles.

The soldiers’ excitement was palpable even though they were about to march off to war soon. Never had they fought a war so wealthily before.

Quality of equipment had a great influence on a soldier’s survival rate, but it was difficult to properly equip all three million soldiers stationed on the eastern border, not to mention that military supplies often required maintenance and replacements.

Even obtaining newer armor would require two rounds of approval, and it would only be distributed to those who needed it the most. Such free distribution of military supplies was unprecedented in the history of the eastern border.

It was no wonder the soldiers were excited.

Roel watched this scene from the fortress walls with a chuckle. He turned to the person responsible for this, the logistical chief of the united army, and asked, “Are you sure the Sorofya House can bear this burden?”

“It’s fine. We established strict controls on the distribution of military supplies to ensure long-term resource sustainability on the battlefield, but there’s no need to do that anymore,” Charlotte replied as she watched the soldiers joyfully pick their weapons.

“Humankind is over if we lose the upcoming battle. No amount of resources and money can save us once that happens. It’d be more worthwhile to stake our entire fortune here.”

“That might be so, but this scale is still ridiculous…” Roel replied as he recalled the long queues of carriages delivering weapons to the fortresses.

“Well,

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