'How cold-blooded,' Robson thought, taking it all in.
In truth, Robson knew what was happening the moment he saw the enemy forces weren't being pulled back.
He even had his men set up the Magic Crystal Cannon again, but unfortunately, the enemy showed no intention of rescuing them.
Robson shrugged. 'It doesn't matter. If the enemy dares to act this way, it'll be an even bigger blow to their morale.'
'With such cold-blooded leadership, how could the soldiers below them possibly fight with any conviction?'
"Pack it up. This time we're really pulling out. Clean up the area, leave no trace," Robson ordered.
"As you command."
....
The cavalry unit arrived quickly and left just as fast. The Beastmen, having lost their Centaurs, had no way of catching up to Robson's troops.
In fact, the Beastmen didn't even bother to give chase.
