Theresa Lindsay, as if having a telepathic connection, looked back as she set off. She saw clearly what Rose said, and immediately shook her head with a smile: “Our army has no fighting ability, no experience, no numbers, we are the worst in everything, I even suspect there will be deserters among us later.”
These soldiers were too young.
If there were veterans to help each other, they could still fight to defend the walls.
But now they were taking the initiative to attack.
Without training, some even still hesitated to kill, such an army, how could they shoulder heavy responsibilities?
So could such an army serve as the main force?
She didn’t believe that one bit.
She even believed Aguda’s thirty thousand Punishment Legion would be the main force, she was unwilling to believe their troop could be the main force.
“Don’t hesitate later.”
Logan Garcia at the side, hearing Theresa Lindsay’s words, immediately said.
On the city walls, there was no situation of Theresa Lindsay killing her own people.
Because there were no deserters among them.
Their families were inside, if they deserted, their families would suffer disasters, so they never deserted, they couldn’t desert.
But now it was different.
This was on the battlefield, with no families behind them, they would be timid, afraid, and desert.
What Logan Garcia was worried about was, most of these people were recruited by Theresa Lindsay, many came for the reputation of the War Faction, with crazy faith in Mr. X, or Theresa Lindsay.
Some were even crazily infatuated with Mr. X and Theresa Lindsay.
For these people, Logan Garcia was afraid Theresa Lindsay couldn’t bear to kill them.
“Or I’ll do it?”
Logan Garcia said at the side.
If it was him, there would be less burden, less baggage.
“No need, Red Flames will eventually go through all this, and I will eventually go through all this. Primus gave me the name Red Flames, I cannot lose face for this name.”
A flash of cold light passed through Theresa Lindsay’s eyes.
“Alright.”
Logan Garcia squeezed his spear.
He was prepared that if Theresa Lindsay really couldn’t do it, or hesitated, then he would take action. Once there were deserters in a troop, it would be unimaginable.
There is a saying, a crack can collapse a thousand li dam.
Once there were deserters, there would be one, two, three, four, until the whole troop’s morale collapsed.
The already weak troop would become even weaker.
At this moment, it was as if the land of South Province came alive, one could feel all kinds of turbulent undercurrents, the sky seemed to be shrouded in a layer of bloodthirst.
Three hours later. On a hillside. Theresa Lindsay, Logan Garcia, and another general were lying here, looking at the swaying figures in the distance. Theresa Lindsay said: “Sure enough, there is an ambush on the road.”
“Organize the troops, we’ll flank them and wipe out this troop, win our first battle.”
Theresa Lindsay ordered.
As the commander, her order was law.
“Yes ma’am!”
The people below went to relay the order.
Soon, the fifty thousand Red Flames adopted a flanking formation, slowly surrounding them. The young faces were somewhat excited, because this was their first battle, discovering the ambush early.
Counter-ambushing.
Victory in the first battle was certain.
“Kill!”
Then a horn sounded, Red Flames attacked in full force, rushing towards the ambush position, but when they rushed there, their faces paled.
Because what was there were not real people, but straw mannequins dressed in South Land soldier uniforms, hanging there, swaying in the wind. With so many, and poor visibility, it was hard to tell from afar.
But up close it became apparent.
These were scarecrows.
“It’s a trap, quickly, break out west!”
Theresa Lindsay also discovered it and shouted loudly.
This troop began rushing west.
However, on this hillside, a South Land general named Jackie coldly laughed: “As expected, St. Sunday’s army came chasing, just didn’t expect them to fall for it so easily, it seems I overestimated these Kisians.”
He was responsible for ambushing here.
Many preparations were made, just to leave nothing to chance.
But who knew they would fall for it so easily.
“Attack, wipe out this troop!”
Jackie yelled loudly. Then the soldiers ambushing around began to move, surrounding and annihilating them. Tens of thousands of elite South Land troops.
“Kill, kill these damn Kisians!”
“There’s a reward for killing them!”
“Kill! There’s even a woman leading them, have some fun with her brothers!”
One South Land soldier after another charged at the troop in formation.
Many rushed at Theresa Lindsay. Why? No reason, because Theresa Lindsay was very beautiful, known in St. Sunday for sinking fish and falling geese, but even more for her female warrior spirit.
“Want to take me? Come and try.”
Theresa Lindsay held a Fangtian painted spear, rode on a horse, and a momentum suddenly burst out from her, deterring the entire battlefield. Then her body moved, slashing forward.
Ahead were two South Land soldiers, seeing this scene, they immediately raised their weapons to block.
But the spear passed through in one thrust.
The two South Land soldiers’ faces changed greatly, because they felt a terrible power, they simply couldn’t withstand it, their weapons were knocked flying in an instant, and the disarmed soldiers were like lambs to slaughter.
“Die!”
Theresa Lindsay yelled and slashed with the long spear.
Two heads flew up.
Blood sprayed.
“Follow me and charge!”
Theresa Lindsay took the lead, with Logan Garcia on the left and another disciple of a martial arts family on the right. This group’s only advantage was having many disciples from martial arts families.
But relative to the whole troop, less than one twentieth.
These people formed the vanguard battalion.
Becoming a sharp blade, forcibly tearing open a hole and forcibly charging out with the troop.
“General, we couldn’t stop them, the enemy broke through. But their rear forces were very weak, suffered heavy casualties this time, and we captured quite a few prisoners.”
A South Land soldier came to Jackie and reported.
“Come, interrogate those prisoners, see what other freak troop this is.”
Hearing they had captured prisoners, Jackie became interested.
They hadn’t captured any prisoners before. The Ghost Wolf Iron Cavalry they caught, also committed suicide on the spot, they never caught any prisoners, but this time they actually did, interesting.
Among the fleeing Red Flames, a general said to Theresa Lindsay: “Commander, we need to remove our tracks and traces now, or they’ll catch up.”
“No need.”
Theresa Lindsay shook her head, eyes cold.
Their mission was to attract the enemy, if they removed their traces, how could they attract the enemy?