章節 153: 151. Stealing the Camp

Charles, this time, didn't delay his journey, and soon he encountered fleeing soldiers.

As before, Charles gathered these deserters. He had brought ten ordinary combat squads precisely for this purpose, and by the time he was nearing Mostar Fortress, he had more than five thousand men under his command.

By then, the capital of Behemoth Duchy, Mostar Fortress, was completely surrounded by the vast army of South Serif, with despair hanging overhead, and scarcely any soldiers on the walls.

Charles saw the flag of his "old friend Cyrus" as well as the banners of several other units from the South Ceraph Reclamation Army. The army had seemingly just closed around the fortress, and their formation was still relatively loose.

Instantly, Charles abandoned any plans to forcibly enter Mostar Fortress. Entering would be like trapping himself in a sealed jar, making it difficult to come out alive.