"What?" Major Felter could hardly believe his ears: "What did you say?"
Idaar repeated: "The prisoners of the Sixth, Seventh, and Eighth Battalions are now in Green Valley. The rebels didn't take a single one with them."
The elation on Major Felter's face disappeared, and he sternly asked the lieutenant, "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure." Idaar nodded.
Major Felter said nothing and directly ordered Namet to take control of Idaar, then dispatched another group of scouts to Green Valley.
...
[Three Hours Later]
[Green Valley Town]
"Now you see, everything I said is true," Lieutenant Idaar said expressionlessly, pointing casually. "I neither lied nor was I bribed by the rebels."
"This... this..." Major Felter was also puzzled by the rebels' strange actions: "What on earth is this about?"
In front of the two men, on the town square, over a thousand prisoners were being guarded by the sheriff and town militia, waiting to be "received."
