Out of the two thousand knights that could still fight, Sullivan placed a thousand of them, with only two officers, to protect the camp.
He brought the rest of them to the battlefield, carefully marching toward the enemies.
The scouts were scattered all around the area, scanning the enemy's movement.
One of the scouts returned and said, "Sir. The enemies are currently gathering around the mature class aliens. I don't see any aliens around, so all those aliens might have been recalled by the mature class aliens.
"We also have located the mature class aliens. If we continue in this direction, we will find its trail in another ten minutes. We will have to follow the trail a bit."
"That's good." Sullivan nodded. "The mature class alien has done us a favor by bulldozing all those trees. This way, we can fight them as if we're in a plain."
