"No, no, no, those folks might be wild, but that's not a flaw—it's their strength!"
"If we harness this strength properly, it can become a sharp weapon for us."
Anthony stared intently at the dagger in his hand, his voice deliberate.
"Let's put them under Hairy's command. With his discipline, I bet they won't stay wild for long!"
Anthony instructed Ivy, acutely aware that in this critical moment, losing too many people was not an option.
Moreover, Anthony understood that if he were to kill Ford's subordinates who hadn't rebelled, it would severely shake the morale of his own troops.
By then, the losses would far outweigh any gains.
Suddenly, a scout who had been lurking near the enemy dashed over in a hurry.
"What's happening? Spill it, fast!"
Anthony knew that the scout's hurried
