Lance curled his lips, his expression showing a hint of disdain.
Too afraid to fight, only daring to engage in these petty tricks; these relics of the past are truly nothing but useless cowards.
"Send out the scouts; we need to accurately grasp the position of the refugees. No contact, no engagement is necessary."
Lance calmly gave the orders; this was just the right opportunity to train the scouts' abilities, though their opponents were not simple either.
"Bastia's operations usually involve the Eagle Flock, a troop from the Barbarian Tribes. Their specialty is archery, and they raise birds as reconnaissance and combat aides.
So when you see birds circling overhead, be careful. Quickly distance yourself and avoid entering environments like forests; they are barbarians by birth and excel in such terrain."
After capturing so many prisoners, few could withstand Amanda's interrogations, and he essentially had a thorough understanding of Bastia's army's habits and style.
