When the fanatic army reached the position where the Spanish forces had been encamped, they found nothing but an empty camp.
Tents stood abandoned and half-collapsed, supplies lay scattered across the ground, and fires had been left to die in shallow pits. Everything was disordered. It was clear the enemy had departed in haste.
Confusion spread quickly through the ranks.
Unable to make sense of it, the officers sent for General Giuseppe. Nearly half an hour later, he arrived and surveyed the scene in silence. His eyes followed the abandoned camp, then lifted toward the distant outline of the city.
He cursed under his breath.
"Those bastards hid inside the city," Giuseppe said coldly. "It seems their general is not a fool."
