With a command from Garl, the bulk of the Allied Forces that had survived the fire attack swiftly advanced toward the valley after a brief reorganization.
Ten minutes later, within the Cocobia Rainforest, blanketed in black smoke and flames, the Allied Forces continued their march.
As he looked at the valley entrance just ahead, Garl's heart was filled with gravity.
If he had designed this fire attack, he would have chosen another area for it, or reduced its scope, thereby sealing off this valley that could allow the enemy to escape.
But John Maslow had not done that. Instead, he had deliberately left it open.
If there was no trap here, Garl would never believe it.
At this moment, Imperial Army ambushers were most likely hidden within this valley. There might even be Beam Mage Cannon Vehicles that John Maslow regarded as his trump card!
After all, in such narrow valley terrain, their soldiers would inevitably be packed together. Once the enemy deployed Beam Mage Cannon Vehicles, they could inflict unprecedented casualties.
They might even use that terrifying firepower to wipe out his entire force in one stroke!
Yet the current situation forced him to lead his men inside despite knowing there was an ambush waiting.
Because staying where they were would only mean death as the raging walls of fire continued to close in.
Even if he wanted to break through and had his armored vehicles force their way into the sea of flames to carve out a path of survival, under that immense wall of fire, fueled by highly flammable oil and burning at extreme temperatures, their armored vehicles probably would not last even a few seconds before their magic engines overheated and exploded.
What was more, an unknown number of enemy troops surrounded those walls of fire.