The reinforcements arrived, displaying even more skill in pursuing and eliminating the remnants of the enemy forces.
A group of strongmen concealed their presence, hidden within the large army, waiting for the enemy powerhouses to take the bait.
Unfortunately, yesterday's fierce battle had already terrified the Giant Centipede's leadership. Now, each of them was solely focused on fleeing, without organizing any counterattack.
"Marshal, our pursuit path is incorrect. The enemy doesn't seem to be planning to meet up with the Demonic Crocodile Clan in Parma Province.
If we continue to tangle with the enemy here, I'm afraid the Parma Province garrison won't hold on for long!"
Marquis Simon said worriedly.
Knowing that taking the opportunity to beat the dog while it is down, eradicating the remaining forces of the Giant Centipede, is the best choice.
But war is not just about military affairs; political factors must also be considered.
