Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2900

After chasing for most of the day, covering over eight miles, Marshall finally realized something was wrong.

He frowned as he hissed, "This is a trap!"

After confirming once more the misleading clues before him, Marshall's expression changed. However, he immediately sneered coldly afterward.

After all, could a bug's trap even be called a trap? What tricks could a crawling insect possibly pull?

He immediately contacted Jeroff over the radio. "Jeroff, have you caught up with him on your end? Respond."

Jeroff's voice came through the static. "Sir, I have not spotted him yet. If he is not with you either, then he should be between our positions."

Marshall nodded, thinking the same. "Alright then. I'll…"

He was about to say that he would regroup with the middle group when a roar from Jeroff erupted over the radio.

Jeroff shouted. "Get out of the way, move! He's underground, dodge! He is underground. Get out of there!"

A violent explosion erupted skyward, and then the radio signal was forcibly cut off.

"Jeroff! Jeroff, answer me!" Marshall called out with a grim face, but there was no response.

"Damn it!" Cursing, he immediately turned around and sped toward Jeroff's position.

He could not believe Andrew actually dared to attack the Ludendorff family.

This was just great.

At that moment, nearly 30 miles away from Marshall, Jeroff watched helplessly as the lead vehicle ahead exploded, launching several soldiers into the air.

Then, Andrew suddenly appeared, shooting up from beneath the ground where the convoy had just passed, a place Jeroff never would have expected.

So, close combat was the only answer.

From his observation, Jeroff had already determined that Andrew was only a martial emperor.

That made things manageable. At the very least, he could stall him.

All he had to do was wait for Mr. Ludendorff to arrive. The greatsword swung again, and three more soldiers failed to last even a single exchange, cut cleanly in half.

At this point, only five people remained on Jeroff's side: himself and four subordinates.

"Fall back, I will handle this."

Jeroff showed some true military bearing and stopped his men from throwing their lives away. The four subordinates, pale and shaking, scrambled back to a safer distance.

Jeroff stepped forward and sneered. "Holtrien bastard, do you even realize you are playing with fire?"