Regardless of how unwilling the military god Tannu was, a loss was, after all, a loss. As the former military god, he was incapable of shamelessly not admitting his defeat.
"Very well, then per the agreement, you have a total of 25000 logistic points. You may assign it as you wish."
With that, the board game on the stone table turned into a pack of complex forms. All the details about logistic point conversion were recorded on it. Wang Lu looked at it and began to carefully calculate the optimal army composition. However, before he finished his calculation, he suddenly saw some details that startled him.
"Wait a minute, how could I even be printed on it?"
Tannu said, "Of course, don't you want to enter the war also? And won't you consume supplies in the war?"
"... So that's why. Even the commander can't be on the sidelines."
