The sudden events caught the enemy by surprise. They all stopped their attack, staring in amazement at the scene. Only a handful of those in the know showed expressions of excitement, urging their troops to accelerate the assault. The opportunity was rare. Jackson, witnessing the scene, smiled and said softly with a cold grin, "Old friend, you have no chance." With a wave of his hand, all the reserve forces charged forward, ready to decide the outcome in a single battle.
The second-line trench was about thirty meters from the front-line trench. The Hook Tribe had been instructed beforehand that if the enemy didn't trust and counterattacked, they should rush to the front-line trench as quickly as possible to assist in defense. If the enemy chose to trust and did not attack, they would slow down a bit, waiting for the people inside the front-line trench to counterattack before charging down.
