Reinforcements had arrived, and the allied forces pursued the remaining enemy troops with far greater ease.
The many experts concealed their auras within the army, waiting for the enemy's experts to take the bait.
Unfortunately, yesterday's battle had already terrified the Giant Centipede leadership. Every one of them was focused solely on fleeing now, with no intention of organizing a counterattack.
"Marshal, our pursuit route is wrong. The enemy does not appear to be heading to Parma Province to join up with the Magic Crocodile Tribe.
"If we keep tangling with them here, the defenders of Parma Province may not be able to hold out much longer!"
Marquis Simoni said worriedly.
He knew perfectly well that beating the enemy while they were down and wiping out the Giant Centipede's remaining forces was the best choice.
But war was not merely a military matter. Political factors also had to be considered.
They were colleagues, after all. If he stood by and watched Parma Province fall without offering aid, it would deal a severe blow to his reputation at home.
"The Giant Centipedes' morale has collapsed. They no longer have the ability to fight us. If they are not heading to join the Magic Crocodile Tribe, then their objective is obvious.
"The Magic Crocodile Tribe first appeared in Bofei'er Province, so the entrance to the Underworld passage should be there as well.
"It concerns the security of their retreat route. The Magic Crocodile Tribe cannot possibly abandon it so easily.
"As long as we keep a close eye on these Giant Centipedes, they will lead us to the Underworld passage. Then the enemy will be the ones panicking!"
Hudson said with an annoyed expression.
As a guest commander, the fate of Parma Province's defenders had little to do with him.
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