Early in the morning.
Aldous Wendell approached his older brother with his own "Art of War."
"Did you come up with all these?"
Popovich, seated in the President's chair, looked at his younger sibling in shock, as the stack of "suggestions" in his hand was spot on.
From the Northern Army's tactical play to the grasp of the overall situation, and the timing of when to initiate small-scale combat, everything was crystal clear!
Aldous Wendell held his head high, looking like a victorious general, "Of course, Brother, I pulled an all-nighter yesterday!"
Popovich looked him up and down, his gaze filled with an indescribable complexity.
Had his family really produced a "military strategist"?
"Brother, we cannot hesitate in combat, we must be decisive. We have no retreat left. If we delay and the Northern bastards stabilize, it'll be much harder to counterattack."
