"Well? Did you get a clear look?" Daimon asked the Centaur scout.
"Sir, we couldn't get close. The enemy Archers are incredibly skilled. But we heard the cries of Gnolls and the sounds of fighting. The enemy's gate is definitely open," the Centaur scout reported.
That incredibly skilled Archer was, of course, Robson himself.
"Good! As long as the gate is open, that's all that matters. Notify Huck. Have all the tribesmen under his command drink their Potions now and begin the charge on the gate immediately!" Daimon commanded.
Huck was one of his subordinate commanders. At Daimon's level, the Centaurs under him were already composed of many tribes; they all just uniformly answered to Bega.
The Centaurs under Huck's command were Daimon's elite. As long as they could break through the gate, the city would become the Centaurs' domain.
"Forget it, I'll go myself. Have the others hurry up and follow!"
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