BELLUM PRAESINTIA

Let This Victory Become Destination

"Tch, it seems like today is still their lucky day," Arsent grumbled in frustration.

From everyone's weary eyes, it was apparent the sunlight had grown dim. Slowly, they watched as the once yellow land was swallowed by the darkness of the night.

"Retreat!" shouted a man as a natural alarm for all the troops to halt their attack.

The crowd of people who had been fighting for victory began to withdraw in search of warmth amidst their exhaustion.

The exhausting day had come to an end, leaving behind a lingering sense of pressure that had drained their spirits.

The Gelizur forces couldn't believe they had managed to withstand the enemy's brutal assault today, but the cost had been too high. Many officers and soldiers had lost their lives, and their mobility would be drastically reduced for the battle tomorrow.

Now, the surviving war officers found themselves in a state of confusion, within the confines of a spread-out map.

Their faces continuously radiated an air of difficulty, for they k