Chapter 431 432-A Harrowing Blow

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Chapter 431 Chapter432-A Harrowing Blow

?"I will make the arrangements; I'll do everything you've asked," Sorovo promised.

The commander nodded, "That would be best."

With that, she pulled out a small roll of paper and extended it towards Sorovo.

"This is part of the intelligence, concerning a safe house used by Red Eye and his band of thieves. You might find something useful there."

"The rest of the information will be provided to you periodically.

If possible, it would be best to delay the negotiations.

The later the negotiations are held, the greater the chance of capturing Red Eye."

"You'd better not be deceiving me."

Sorovo took the paper, noted the address, and then tore it up.

"I'll start arranging the raid immediately."

"Never overestimate Red Eye's bottom line, nor underestimate his strength," was the commander's final piece of advice.

As her words faded, she disappeared from the courtyard with the speed of a whirlwind.

Stroking his chin's beard, Sorovo called the city guard soldiers waiting outside back in.

"My lord! What is it?" The centurion stood before him promptly.

He seemed somewhat surprised by Antalya's disappearance but chose not to voice his questions.

He understood well that some matters were not his to inquire about.

Forcing questions could end up bringing trouble upon himself.

"Call back those who went out; we're about to take major action."

Though the centurion didn't understand what Sorovo meant by "major action," his battle-hardened senses could detect the scent of blood in Sorovo's words.

More people were going to die.

Thinking this, the centurion obeyed the command and left.

Gathering the city guards who had been sent out didn't take long.

Roughly an hour after the centurion was dispatched, over sixty elite city guard soldiers from Breeze City were standing in front of Sorovo.

Led by three centurions, the troops were divided into three squads, each comprising eight close-combat sergeants, six longbowmen, and six spearmen, reflecting the expanded combat team configuration.

Above these three squads were the Three Knights and two apothecaries.

At this moment, the three squads were neatly arrayed in the courtyard, sixty-eight pairs of eyes, one hundred thirty-six gazes, all focused on Sorovo's face.

After scanning the assembled crowd, Sorovo began slowly, "I have found Red Eye."

Not everyone was privy to the true purpose of this operation, but the name Red Eye was almost universally known in Breeze City.

Sorovo did not intend to commit all his forces based on the intelligence provided by the commander.

Only one squad and himself would move to raid the location, with the rest waiting in two different spots for backup.

This way, if the person was Red Eye's accomplice, at least there would be a force left to counterattack.

Moreover, if Red Eye's forces at that location proved too strong, he could quickly organize a blockade to prevent Red Eye's people from breaking through and escaping.

This wasn't a foolproof plan, but Sorovo felt it was sufficient.

He did not harbor illusions of capturing Red Eye with this single move; as long as they didn't come back empty-handed, it would be significant progress.

Orders were issued succinctly, detailing only the location, time, and actions, without any explanations - typical of Sorovo's style.

Everyone under his command was considered a pawn; as long as the objective was achieved, any sacrifice was deemed worthwhile.

"Move out, the operation begins!"

Once Sorovo confirmed everyone understood their orders, he crisply commanded the departure.

He had no intention of delay; speed is of the essence in warfare, and any hesitation could result in missed opportunities or clues.

Sorovo and the other two knights led the way, with over sixty men silently marching out of the mansion through a small gate into the dusk, moving in formation.

They tread carefully, making no sound, their cold black iron armor chilling to behold.

They were Breeze City's sharpest blades, every one of them bloodied by their deeds.

"Follow me!" Antalya commanded.

"Although I don't plan to intervene, we must verify what the true situation of the battle is."

Reluctantly, but with clear orders from Antalya, Howard had no choice but to follow.

He didn't anticipate any mishaps in Sorovo's operation.

Even if Harry wanted to inform Red Eye, he would need time to act.

In fact, from receiving the intelligence to Sorovo initiating action, minus the time taken to gather the city guards and issue commands, it was only about an hour in total.

Such a short span of time.

Harry couldn't even grasp Sorovo's intentions clearly.

This was also Antalya's thought; since they couldn't directly stop Harry's actions, they would leave him no chance to make any moves.

Rising slowly from the rooftop, Howard was mindful of the gaze from below.

Being in a higher position, it's easy to overlook things below, even exposing vulnerabilities.

This habitual neglect could sometimes be fatal, and Howard had no intention of dying over such an oversight.

Dodging the gaze of pedestrians, Howard leaped across rooftops, swiftly rendezvousing with Antalya.

Then, they met Ali, waiting at another location.

Greg, needing to recover his combat strength as quickly as possible, did not partake in this operation, but the others weren't so lucky—they were all roped in by Antalya as a precaution for Sorovo's mission.

Should anything unexpected occur during Sorovo's operation, Antalya was prepared to have them intervene as necessary.