"Hmm, hmm, hmm. Found them, the National Guardian General's troops."
Riding atop an armored demon in horse form, General Chuiye's mouth twisted into a crazed smile, his gaunt face making the grin all the more sleazy,
"Just subdue them and spread the news of their defeat, and the Wansheng Country Army will immediately lose their will to fight.
Then, incorporating Wansheng Country into our territory will be like taking something from one's pocket."
A liaison officer with thick lips and curly dense hair approached Chuiye and reported, "General Chuiye, all other units have made contact and are rushing over."
"Good, hard work."
Lifting his binoculars, Chuiye surveyed Ajiket's troops from afar. Within a few minutes, he noted a few Beastmen setting up decoys next to their camp, while others were retreating in an orderly fashion.
"Tsk—worthy of the Beastmen, indeed, their perception is sharp. We've only gotten a little closer, and they've immediately noticed.
