Two hours had passed since the First Demon Army showed up near the capital. There was no movement from the capital except for a garrison of troops leaving the city. These troops didn't head for the First Demon Army, which was positioned in the Southeastern direction. Instead, they moved West before stopping and standing at a distance away.
"Should I lead a legion and wipe out those troops?" Xin Wuming asked.
"No, stay in formation," Amon ordered. "They are either meant to distract us or are a detachment that aims to look for our weak spot during the upcoming battle. They are not our true opponent. Our clash will be with the Royal Puppet Army. Station some battle puppets equipped with Faxien Radars at our rear and flanks. Have captains with space rings containing the elemental mines to accompany these puppets. That should be enough to counter those enemy troops if they try anything."
"Roger that," Xin Wuming said before relaying the order to his subordinates.
