Theresa Lindsay did not tell them about their mission being a decoy. They only knew they were going out of the city to carry out a plan to behead the enemy.
The disciple from the martial arts family was a little suspicious, but Theresa Lindsay had always been the leader in the city, and he was also on good terms with her. After some hesitation, he finally did not say anything.
Logan Garcia saw all this but did not say anything either.
Some smart people had already figured out what was going on, and their expressions darkened slightly. Earlier they had said it was a suicidal mission, but they thought it was sacrificing themselves for the country. Also, they might still have a chance.
Now they realized this was meant to lure the enemy, so it was certain death.
Even if they didn’t die outright, they would have to make a big scene to lure the enemy.
But so what if they understood? The mission still had to go on. Even knowing it was sending them to their deaths, they still had to carry it out. The many disciples from martial arts families at the front exchanged glances, finally settling on completing the mission.
Knowing it was a suicide mission, they still had to complete it.
Only then did Logan Garcia loosen his grip on his long spear. He was afraid someone would realize this was a suicide mission and then flee or attack Theresa Lindsay or do something to harm the team.
Fortunately, this vanguard was made up of disciples from martial arts families, all hardliners who had been taught patriotism and protecting the people since childhood.
Most of their elders and families were soldiers. So facing this mission, after getting over the shock, they calmly accepted that they would die and that as small pieces on the board, they were willing to sacrifice themselves for the greater cause of Kisia’s victory.
Most of it was worth it if they could win in the end.
After tearing open a hole, Theresa Lindsay led the people in escaping.
Behind them, some South Land troops were still chasing them. One platoon leader was Ben Ford, the younger brother of the army commander Jackie. He was also a skilled soldier knowledgeable in tactics, but right now he was confused.
“What’s going on with this troop? Not only is the rear very weak, many even surrendered. Nevermind the surrendering, the key is why didn’t they cover their tracks at all and just let us chase them down?” Ben Ford looked at the troop, very puzzled.
They didn’t cover their tracks or leave soldiers behind to stop the chasers. They just foolishly broke through the encirclement. The more he looked, the more wrong it seemed.
Were these really Kisia’s soldiers?
In all his years of fighting wars, he had never encountered Kisia troops like these. How strange.
If they were all like this, South Land would have flattened Kisia long ago instead of being stuck here.
“Captain, do we pursue?” A soldier asked.
“Chase halfway, keep them in sight. I feel something is off,” Ben Ford frowned.
He really felt something was wrong. This shouldn’t be.
These troops seemed like they had never undergone training before.
He guessed there might be an ambush up ahead.
So he ordered chasing halfway while staying dispersed and moving slowly, just keeping them in sight. They shouldn’t get too close in case it really was an ambush, which would be trouble.
Soon, the Red Flames escaped.
On this side, the South Land army had only sent a small team that was following them without attacking, just keeping them in distant sight.
At this time, Ben Ford found Jackie and frowned: “Something is wrong. These troops don’t seem like Kisia’s troops. It’s as if they never went through training before, stumbling all over the place, very weak, giving the impression they would fall with a light touch.”
In this battle, the South Land army’s losses were surprisingly not great.
This was not the style of Kisia’s troops.
The only losses were with the South Land troops blocking Theresa Lindsay and the others at the front. They faced Theresa Lindsay, Logan Garcia, and those martial arts disciples head on and suffered heavy casualties.
Especially the ones who tried to stop Theresa Lindsay – none survived.
Among their own side she was a female general who did not let her eyebrows be disturbed by a mustache, but to the South Land army she was like a living devil.
“Take a look at their confessions,” Jackie took out a piece of paper and handed it to Ben Ford.
Ben Ford took it and his frown deepened even more. He immediately asked: “This Red Flames is bait?”
This information came from prisoners they had captured. After all, most were young people who could not withstand cruel tortures. Some had stubborn temperaments, but after a few rounds by the South Land people, these prisoners spilled the intel.
Some prisoners lay limply on the ground after divulging information, faces blank and full of regret.
Why did he spit out the intel?
But really, it wasn’t their fault. After all, most people can’t withstand brutal torture, much less these mostly student soldiers.
As for the intel, it was as Theresa Lindsay had said before – their 50, 000 new troops were led by her out of the city to carry out a plan to behead the enemy, naturally South Land’s commander Walton Myers.
But Ben Ford could also see that this army was stumbling all over the place and couldn’t even stand in formation properly, yet they intended to kill General Myers? This was clearly a sacrificial pawn, abandoned and thrown before South Land’s great army as bait.
“Yes,” Jackie nodded. “Now I also understand why the combat effectiveness of this army is so poor. It turns out they were sent here to die, just to attract our attention. From one of the soldiers I got some extra intel – according to his knowledge, another 50, 000 veteran soldiers led by Reese Daniels also left the city.”
The two armies left at different times and places, unknown to each other except for the commanders.
The soldier knew because his father was among the veterans under Reese Daniels. They saw each other one last time and his father told him he was leaving. He didn’t want to say this but couldn’t withstand the cruel torture.
It was too painful.
“General, could that be the main force?” Ben Ford’s expression changed as he asked.
As for why Ben Ford addressed Jackie as General despite being brothers, it was because military discipline required proper respect for superiors.
Even one’s own brother had to be respectfully addressed by rank.
“Most likely. But besides them, there’s another thing I’m worried about – where is Jeff Reczek, and might he be commanding the Ghost Wolf Iron Cavalry? Of these three armies, I’m most worried about the Ghost Wolf Iron Cavalry,” Jackie’s brows furrowed.
He was afraid the Ghost Wolf Iron Cavalry would launch a surprise attack on South Land’s southern border and finally break into South Land.
“Come, send a report that our army has discovered major intelligence. Two armies have left St. Sunday, one is bait that we discovered, the other our army has yet to find. Also, Jeff Reczek’s whereabouts are unknown and he may have gone to command the Ghost Wolf Iron Cavalry.”
Jackie immediately ordered.