In the dark night, Bond and Louis crouched behind a high slope shielded by dense forest, below which lay a makeshift ruin.
The knights hid on both sides of the slope, and the archers were already in position.
But at this moment, Bond couldn't calm his uneasy feelings.
He looked at the silent mountain path and lowered his voice, "Baron, I advise you to withdraw."
Louis didn't respond, continuing to survey the terrain, confirming the reports from several scouts.
Bond frowned and continued, "We are not certain if the enemy's army will pass this mountain path, or when they will come.
Even if they do come, with just these over a hundred knights, can we really fend off the elite eight hundred Snow Swearers, even if the ambush succeeds?
If we lose this battle, not only will our entire force be wiped out, but we'll also hand over Qingyu Ridge, this critical choke point."
