Dude stood on the watchtower behind the camp's earthen wall, gazing at the distant camp of Prince Chris's Army. He silently counted off the time, and when he was sure more than an hour had passed and saw the Envoy Party emerge, he knew his plan had failed.
Prince Chris had not been enraged by the envoys Dude had sent over, which meant he was calmer and more rational than Dude had imagined.
That was not good news.
Dude had prepared plenty of tricks for Chris. If Chris was in no hurry to attack, those traps would be useless.
As he watched the Envoy Party, Dude noticed several figures among them who were clearly Bagnians. His eyes shifted, and an idea immediately came to him.
"Send some men to deal with the Envoy Party at the stream. Leave no one alive!"
Chris knew nothing of this. All he knew was that half an hour after the envoys left, a messenger came stumbling over, found him in the middle of a meeting, and delivered a crucial piece of intelligence.
"The Minisia envoys, along with the envoys we sent, were all shot dead by the Minisia Musketeers at the stream!"
"What?"
When Chris heard the news, his first reaction was disbelief. I only just sent players over to assassinate you, and they haven't even reached the camp yet. How did you know what I was planning?
But after giving it some thought, Chris immediately understood his opponent's purpose.
General Dude of Minisia was still trying to force him to attack today. The man simply could not bear to let him sit idle.
Wasn't time supposed to be on Minisia's side in this battle?
Why did their actions make them seem even more anxious than I was?
Chris tapped his fingers lightly against