Servant of the Axe - Whispers of Fear

Chapter Type:  Social

"So, are we withdrawing?" I asked Leng Li.

"Nothing is final, at least not that I know of."

I blinked.  "So that's being discussed?  What manner of crap…?"

Leng Li held up a hand, and I stopped talking.

"I understand.  But consider that we are losing good men and women, with no reserves outside of the walls, or at least none which we can contact.  There are those who argue that a smaller battle front allows us to concentrate troops."

"At clear costs to the siege." I argued.  "In three months, there is either going to be a harvest or second harvest of the fields in this region.  I'd need a map to be certain, but it is as large as the other two zones combined, is it not?"

"Perhaps a finger or two smaller, but most of our crops were in the middle zone, precisely so that we could fall back from the outer wall should we have to."

"Have implies mandatory."