Half an hour later.
The Kingdom Knights who survived countless battles fell one after another. The young Ranger Knights were cut down in swathes, many desperate soldiers rushed toward the Beastmen only to be killed, and the peasants fled in all directions, many of them drowned in the mud.
Count Adelaide looked incredulously at his army, which had been sliced into more than ten segments and was being swallowed by the tides of Beastmen: "No... It shouldn't have turned out like this."
"Retreat! Retreat!" Shouts of retreat echoed within the camp. The red and blue Kingdom Army was retreating step by step, as the Beastmen gradually closed in on the center of the camp.
As professional soldiers, the Knights of Brittania were also extremely resilient. Many of the Knights finally found their squires amid the chaos, donning armor amidst a rain of javelins, and fighting desperately despite great casualties.
