But when Benson saw Azula escorting the enemy troops back to camp, he was utterly stunned. His force of so many men had spent so much time and effort without finding a trace of them, yet she had gone out for a casual stroll and brought them back as prisoners?
Come on, you're making me look like an idiot!
He also noticed that none of the Royal Guards had any obvious injuries, while the troops he had sent to stand ready to support them were completely spotless. At a glance, he could tell they had not even taken part in the fighting.
From this, it was clear that Azula had not only found the enemy force in a very short time, but had swiftly won the battle with only twenty Royal Guards, and had done so with ease.
How had she managed that!?
Whatever the case, he now realized that he seemed to have misjudged her.
Although Azula had subjected him to a barrage of mockery before leaving, infuriating him, she had now completed her mission successfully and returned laden with spoils. He could say nothing, but he could not help asking:
"How did you find their hiding place, Princess?"
"I simply did a little analysis of the intelligence we already had. It wasn't difficult."
Azula described it casually, then seemed to remember something and offered a "kind" reminder:
"Just listen. Don't bother trying to learn it. You won't be able to."
"You must be joking, Princess."
Benson forced a smile, while inwardly he went straight to, You [email protected]#￥%...!
However, seeing that the rebels led by Lidun seemed not to have lost a single man, Benson was puzzled. His Majesty's order had been to wipe them out, so why had Azula captured them alive instead?
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