1031: Chapter 139: Chase, Escape_3 1031: Chapter 139: Chase, Escape_3 Hearing what his Commander in Chief had to say, Tito’s brows furrowed tightly, and he nearly fell off the Magical Beast.
As the force responsible for the Empire’s military power, of course, they had means to contend with the Sanctuary Powerhouses, but there was a vast difference between “contending” and “capturing.”
The Orc Empire had lost a great deal of its top-tier forces in the previous war, with the number of Offerings cut by more than half.
In normal times, to vie for resources, it was natural to boast and swagger, but he hadn’t expected someone to actually believe it!
“Marshal, this matter requires long-term consideration.
The enemy has two Sanctuary Powerhouses protecting them, to want to…”
Before Tito could finish, Daniel interrupted, “Do not worry, sir, I am not someone who nitpicks.
If capturing them alive is not an option, dead will do just as well!”
That sincere expression made Tito swallow the words he was about to say.
Backed into a corner, all they could do next was fight desperately.
Calculating against the Offering Group, not a ripple stirred in Daniel’s heart.
These old geezers held themselves in high regard, not even considering him, their Commander in Chief.
The Imperial Court kept piling on the pressure, so he might as well use the great method of shifting controversies.
If they could successfully take down Hudson, it would be cause for universal rejoicing.
If the plan failed, then he had done his best.
If the Offering Group didn’t perform well, they couldn’t blame it on him, the Commander in Chief.
One hundred thousand Cavalry moved together and swiftly split into several echelons, with fifty thousand of the Elite moving the fastest at the very front of the formation.
The other fifty thousand Cavalry were interesting, aside from a handful of Elites who could keep up with the main force; the rest began to fall behind.
This was not the usual falling behind, they were dropping back by tribe and in an organized fashion.
If one observed closely, they would notice that these pursuing soldiers slightly deviated in their rushing direction.
On the march, a miss by an inch leads to a failure of a mile.
The officers must have known, and yet, they still did it.
It was forced out of them.
Under the oppressive rule of the Five Royal Clans, if you wanted to live long, you had to learn to preserve your strength.
Being mistaken for “rubbish” didn’t matter, what they feared was being seen by the Five Royal Clans as powerful.
Species that deliberately displayed their power in front of their superiors could indeed get benefits in the short term, but would soon be “heavily utilized” and then suffer heavy losses.
Thankfully, Daniel did not witness this scene, or else he would have been livid.
A mishap during a march that delayed arrival on the battlefield was a very deadly matter.
The Expedition Army Corps, after shooting two quivers of arrows, once again accomplished a hundred kills, and Hudson lost the motivation to continue fighting.
“Marshal, a large group of enemy Cavalry has appeared to the east, charging towards us, estimated to be no more than fifty li away!”
Upon receiving this news, Hudson’s brow wrinkled.
These recent days, the enemy had been improving, the speed of their pursuit ever faster.
After glancing over the battlefield drawing to a close, Hudson calmly ordered, “Relay the order for all units to finish the battle at the fastest speed, then immediately set fire to burn the granaries and slaughter the livestock!
Let the Necromancers leave their hands off, to transform the enemy’s corpses into the Undead.
If there’s not enough time, at least let these corpses be tainted with the Poison of the Undead!
After completing the task, immediately take our army’s corpses and move to the south.”
Having just been through a bloody battle, it was hardly appropriate to engage in a decisive fight with the enemy’s main force, leaving only the scattered remnants of Bimon to take advantage.