Were they retreating to Sea-Gate Cliff?
But wasn't that location within the Blazing Sun Fleet's bombardment range?
Wouldn't retreating there be walking straight into a trap?
After hearing John's order, everyone in the command tent wore stunned expressions. But soon, as if he had thought of something, Hawk's eyes suddenly trembled as he looked at John in shock.
"Sir John, could it be that you intend to..."
"That's right. I plan to exploit the enemy fleet's artillery through an information gap and wipe out Gromas in one fell swoop!"
Facing everyone's astonished gazes, John openly stated his plan.
In truth, if he had not been forced into it, he would not have chosen such a risky course of action.
But in order to annihilate the Bloodhowl Legion's main force just now, all of their magic shells had been committed to the trap.
The mage units, their core fighting force, had also nearly exhausted their mana through the previous consecutive battles and the extermination strike they had just unleashed with magic.
They simply could not recover without a full day.
On top of their ammunition shortage and the severe decline in the troops' condition caused by multiple forced marches,
if they clashed with the nearly ten thousand Bloodhowl Legion elites led by Gromas now, according to the current calculations, under the terrifying power of Gromas's Crowned Rank,
their side, unable to inflict a fatal threat upon him and possessing no means of countering him,
had less than a twenty percent chance of winning this battle.
Therefore, when John learned that Gromas was leading an army against them, his first thought had been to withdraw with his troops.
However, when he caught sight of Sea-Gate Cliff, an idea suddenly came to him.
They would mobilize the Drow troops under the pretext of