False Intelligence

"Has Passel Argente finally yielded? Good... hehehehe..." General Trench said, stroking the mandibles at the corners of his mouth. "Then, in that case, I too must make preparations... hehehehe..."

Sefrans Tann's figure appeared in the hologram before him. "My fleet is already lying in wait near Tatooine, only five seconds away from Christophsis. We can launch a surprise attack on the Republic fleet at any time. You'd better not disappoint me, Spider."

"I do not know what a spider is... hehehehe. But you should show me respect, hehehehe... After all, our ranks are equal, hehehehe..." Though General Trench did not lose his temper, there was already some displeasure in his words.

"Respect? We'll talk after you prove your worth." Sefrans Tann said coldly. "Proceed with the intelligence deception according to plan. Don't create trouble for me."

General Trench cut off the communication directly. He had no desire to argue with her, nor did he wish to deal with her.

But the battle plan still had to proceed. He instead contacted Army Commander Volm Lotham.

The Kloiden general began complaining the moment the communication connected. "General Trench, you'd better have a better solution! Because I followed your advice, my army has suffered catastrophic losses. It is now completely impossible for us to capture Christophsis! Once I return to headquarters, I will report the truth! This defeat was caused by your dereliction of duty! I will not take responsibility for you!"

General Trench said coldly, "Hehehehe... It seems that your string of victories at the beginning of this war has gone to your head, General Volm. Use your professional knowledge to properly review the situation. Was your defeat truly caused solely by my suggestion that you conserve your strength? Hehehehe... And that traitor—you must understand that he was merely a sergeant. How