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Back to the Wood Elf Palace.
In the council hall, sunlight streamed through the stained-glass windows, casting mottled shadows.
Wu Heng and Queen Galanshill sat on opposite sides of the long table.
"The army directly launching an offensive from the Holy Hall border shortens the attack distance, but the subsequent logistics supply line will be crucial. You need to pay attention to that," Wu Heng spoke first.
Queen Galanshill sat poised, her tone clear, "Rest assured, my lord. After finalizing the plan yesterday, I wrote a letter and submitted it to the races and cities along the way. We will strive to coordinate this matter well."
"Hmm, very well done," Wu Heng nodded appreciatively, taking a sip of the elf-specialty herbal tea beside him.
