"Dorne is trying to run away!" Inside the Tang Army's forward operational headquarters, which had been moved to Wolf City, a giant battlefield situation map hung on the wall. Various color flags and markers clearly outlined the troop deployments and latest movements of both enemy and allied forces.
Marshal Tager stood in front of the map, his sharp eyes scanning the blue flags representing the Dorne Army. They were eagerly moving southwest, clearly sensing something was amiss and trying to find a way to escape. He pinched his chin thoughtfully, with a hint of amusement in his voice, like an experienced hunter watching his prey flee in panic, already having a full plan for the hunt in mind.
