While Ernest executed the decoy operation with Anastasia at the forest pass, Prince Edward led a separate contingent, lying in wait near the eastern ridge, where Gube's convoys were expected to retreat if forced back.
He had chosen this position with precision, trusting that Ernest's plan would draw out the enemy's elite unit. If the Gube forces took the bait and fell into disarray, this location would be perfect to cut off their retreat and collapse their lines from behind.
If not, then using Plan B to launch a surprise attack on Gube would also suffice. They were close enough to pursue and support the operation.
They waited in silence, crouched behind thick undergrowth and rocky slopes. The moon hung low in the sky, casting a pale sheen on Prince Edward's drawn blade.
Then came the thunder of hooves and the sharp whistle of falcons overhead.
"Hold the line," he murmured to his captains. "Wait for the signal."
