"Are you sure you've not led us astray?"
Hudson asked, feigning severity.
Everything was going according to plan; under circumstances of losing aerial control, it was challenging to continuously monitor a team tens of miles away without interruption.
Every transmission could be considered to be bought at the cost of scouts' lives. Any slight carelessness and they'd be killed by the Hawkmen before reaching their destination.
At this point, even the Magical Beast Knights wouldn't dare run rampant.
The number of skilled fighters in the kingdom's Border Army was limited, and all of them were heavily influential. Hudson did not have the power to treat them like expendable foot soldiers.
The loss of information on the Southeastern Province Noble Alliance Army was entirely expected. This was bound to happen as long as Earl Piers did not fortify his defenses.
