Fang Chang's concerns were not without reason.
The prerequisite for besieging a point to draw in reinforcements was that the surrounded defenders still retained even a shred of will to resist.
As for the nearly three thousand Imperial soldiers trapped in Kraba Market, whether they possessed such a thing was clearly a mystery.
But compared to merely capturing a prince, he actually harbored even greater ambitions...
Rowell Camp.
Murder Dagger, clad in an exoskeleton, found Lacy sitting on an ammunition crate fiddling with an LD-47. He got straight to the point.
"Got a job."
Setting aside the new toy he had just received, Lacy sprang up from the ammunition crate and bowed his head.
"Your orders, sir."
Murder Dagger did not waste words. He pulled out a tablet and shoved it into his hands, then tapped open the map and the battle plan listed beside it.
"About three thousand remnants have retreated into Kraba Market. They requisitioned the market's houses and every piece of cover they could use, building a new defensive line around the area with their remaining ammunition and individual anti-armor weapons. The good news is that they drove out the civilians, so we can use every support weapon at our disposal without restraint. As for the bad news, we haven't seen any yet."
"Even so, you must not let your guard down or underestimate them. I don't want a bunch of drowned dogs suddenly regaining their confidence halfway through the fight. You need to do as we say, step by step. First, surround the market. Then apply pressure to the trapped troops from the southeast, southwest, northwest, and northeast, forcing them to break out..."
His finger rested on the map. Murder Dagger paused before continuing.
"...We estimate they won't head north directly. East and west are both