Ogundele spoke first, his tone carrying a mixture of curiosity and mild disdain.
"It seems he is quite the character. Are they sending him as a last resort, after all the losses Spain has suffered since the uprising of those fanatics began?"
Carlos nodded, though his expression remained restrained.
"Most likely," he replied. "Though they will not simply leave us unchecked. That is precisely why we must take Mompox before he reaches this region."
He paused, his gaze lowering slightly in thought.
"He is known to be a capable tactician. If he discovers our intentions, he will ensure the city is fortified—either to resist us outright or, at the very least, to slow our advance with calculated losses."
Ogundele exhaled slowly.
"There is little more we can do for now," he said. "And even if this man arrives, there is no guarantee the Crown will provide him with the necessary supplies. That alone gives you an advantage."
He shifted slightly, his tone becoming more deliberate.
