Soldiers are bandits, even worse than bandits. This is the general perception, and Walter, having once been a lowly soldier of Hamlet, felt this even more deeply.
But he couldn't deny that the army of Hamlet now was very different from that of his past impression.
"Then let's leverage our advantage. While they are organizing their troops these few days, we should plunder as much food as possible. By the time they get in, they can only pick up our leftovers. It's no longer realistic to continue harvesting through food. It's not just the distribution issue; it's also because the people have become impoverished, and there's nothing left to squeeze out of them."
"What about the autumn harvest in a month and a half?"
"The autumn harvest?" Walter chuckled. "With the current situation in the city, it would be a success if it lasts even a month."
"Do you have a new plan?" Vick seemed to sense something upon hearing this.
"First, tell me what the Lord said about our previous plan."
