Grupside raised the binoculars: "What are they doing? Why are they just shelling and not advancing?"
"Isn't this advancing already?" A Blood Servant peeked from behind the hill, "Look at those cavalry, aren't they circling the camp and firing?"
In the canyon, smoke and dust billowed, and in the shadow of the cliffs, the Cuirassiers galloped back and forth around the small camp, creating a great spectacle.
As for the Lakunio artillery and the Cuirassier Cavalry, they still remained at the rear.
To say they are not attacking isn't accurate, but their movement speed is overly slow, and the direction is somewhat askew.
"Are you an idiot?" Grupside was speechless, "Those are the Cuirassiers. Those main Cuirassier Cavalry neither advance nor retreat, only moving to the side..."
As he said this, Grupside paused and suddenly slapped his forehead.
After slapping his forehead, his expression changed: "Damn, they've found out; quickly, block the mouth of the valley!"
