"The enemy forces are coming on strong, without top warriors to hold the line, I'm afraid we will soon collapse!"
Marshal Howell tried to argue.
Concentrating top warriors to hunt down Hudson, he supported it 100%, but the strength of the army must also be guaranteed.
Looking at the Continent of Aslante, the Giant Centipede is just a small race. The ability to train so many strong warriors is all thanks to the special living environment.
To suddenly extract so many warriors, the army would be almost drained.
"Marshal, we're all prepared to fill in with our lives, do we care about these things?
The enemy forces are only so many, why bother dueling them, just gather a tenfold or twentyfold force to surround them.
As long as we can kill Hudson, everything will be worth it!"
Elder Golan answered in accord.
Killing Hudson, the Human Marshal, would slap the face of the Human Alliance, directly dragging the two sides into a blood feud, inevitably inviting retaliation later.
