The army goes first before moving the grain and grass, and this old saying is true in both the East and the West. Edward and Anne had been in charge of the logistics when Bruce besieged Jeffrey's Castle, but this time the battle took place between two adjacent territories, so Glynton could provide supplies from afar, but even that was a bit tight.

"Ah, every day at the cost of so much food, Greenton will be eaten poor." Edward was lying on a heavy cart with a thick layer of hay underneath him, and he looked up at the sky at the slowly flowing white clouds.

"Yes, Greenton is a small village, and it's a bit overwhelming to provide so much grain at once." Anne sat next to Edward, her legs dangling on the edge of the cart, and said to Edward with a smile.

"Why don't I go and suggest to the Baron that you send a grain convoy to ransack the village!" Edward sat up and said to Anne, ignoring the hay that was sticking to him.

"Looting villages, no." Anne refused in surprise.

"Why, all the nobles do this." Edward looked at her in wonder, he didn't understand that his proposal was very reasonable, and he didn't know if Bruce and the others were busy attacking the city, so they didn't take this matter to heart.

"Ransacking a village will kill a lot of innocent villagers, we can't do that." Anne said angrily that although she also had aristocratic blood, her family was almost no different from that of a tenant farmer, and she felt the pain of the poor.

"You, what a yellow-haired girl, war is not a game of May Day, it can be so warm there." Although Edward had fainting, he was a knight after all, and he understood the cruelty of war more than Anne, and if they were defeated this time, I am afraid that Jeffrey would have been eager to raze Glynton to the ground.

"The Baron will not agree." But Anne said insistently.

"Looting the enemy's village in war, but the nobles' laws of war allow it, why doesn't the Baron do it?" Edward thought that Anne was just a child, and did not take it to heart, and when he followed the cart to the camp, he immediately went to Bruce's tent and gave his advice.

"Lord Baron, those villagers are so pitiful, they don't do anything bad." Anne also seemed worried that Bruce would really take Edward's advice, so she followed him to the tent and told Bruce.

"Anne, it is not enough for us to rely on Grington to deliver our grain, and the use of extraordinary means is common in times of war." Edward said to Anne disappreciatively.

"Okay, don't talk about it, I know what you mean." Bruce waved to stop the argument between his two retainers, and both looked at Bruce at the same time, hoping that he would make a decision in favor of him.

"For victory, Lord Baron." Edward said to Bruce.

"But the poor peasants should not have been involved in this war." Anne said unconvinced.

"Enough, I will order in the name of the baron." Bruce picked up a roll of parchment in his hand, on which was a drawing of a weapon, on which he had just drawn with a vial of precious ink that Sir Wayne had brought.

"Yes." Edward and Anne looked at Bruce earnestly.

"It is forbidden to loot villages." Bruce said loudly.

"What?" Edward said in surprise that he didn't expect Bruce to listen to a little girl's ridiculous advice.

"I thank you on behalf of the villagers, Lord Baron." Anne saluted Bruce excitedly.

"Don't worry, I forbid the looting of the village not because of your sympathy, but to avoid angering the people of this territory, however, Edward, I forbid the looting of the village, but you lead some cavalry to act as a grain convoy and go to the villages in the territory to collect grain and grass." Bruce raised his palm to Annie, dispelling her childish thoughts.

"Huh?" At this time, Edward didn't understand what Bruce meant, and instead of sacking the village, he was politely asking the villagers to hand over the grain.

"Your task is to force the villages in the territory to show their attitude through this collection of grain and grass, and see if they will be loyal to me in the future." Bruce's meaning was clear, he was judging and making sure that his rule would be secure after taking this territory.

"I see." It dawned on Edward at this point, but he was worried that Bruce was too optimistic, because no matter how he looked at it, Jeffrey's castle was so solid that it would be impossible to take it for a year and a half.

When he walked out of the tent, Edward was still complaining to Anne that Bruce's order was unquestionable, but if he could collect some grain and grain, it would definitely ease the logistical pressure.

"Annie." Suddenly, Bruce stopped Anne and called her back to his tent.

"Lord Baron?" Anne returned to the tent and looked at Bruce in wonder.

"Anne has done a good job of logistics lately." Bruce said to Anne with a kind face, there is no one who understands the importance of logistics better than he came from later generations, the great war seems to be boiling, but the important factor of victory comes from the humble logistics guarantee.

"I, I just did my best." Anne twisted her fingers around the maid's skirt with some embarrassment, the wide skirt made of thick linen and woolen thread.

"I saw that you distributed the grain evenly among the soldiers, and it was not easy, you know when I first handed over the logistics to Edward, it was a mess." Bruce sighed and shook his head and said, although Edward had fainting and could not fight on the battlefield for a long time, Bruce had to put him on logistics, but he was not interested in complicated logistics at all, which led to a mess of logistics at first, but fortunately Eve led the soldiers to hunt in the woods to relieve the pressure.

"Probably I've been working as a maid, and I like to work in the back kitchen, so I'm very interested in eating." Anne was overjoyed when she heard Bruce's compliment, and she hurriedly said to Bruce.

"Haha, it looks like my army needs more foodies." Bruce said with a smile.

"If there's nothing to do, I'll go to work." Anne said embarrassedly when she heard Bruce's laughter.

"Wait, I want to leave the logistics to you in the future, so I have some very important knowledge to hand over to you." Bruce put away his smile, and he said to Anne seriously, this small logistics dispute quickly made the keen Bruce realize that he must have a very strong logistics officer, as well as a logistics supply team, because he will definitely have more and more roads in the future war, and he feels that he can't make logistical mistakes.

"What kind of knowledge?" Anne looked at Bruce in surprise, and she asked a little strangely.

"Mathematics, the Word of God." Bruce said to Anne.

"God's, God's Language?" Anne was so surprised that she could barely close her mouth, and Bruce's words were as mysterious as the sacrifices on the altar.