The sky gradually brightened, and the first rays of dawn spilled across the earth as the charge horns sounded from the horizon.
The enemy reinforcements had arrived, and the battle was drawing to a close. Fewer than three thousand surviving allied troops of the various races remained on the battlefield. It seemed that with one final push, they could wipe out the enemy entirely.
"Hehe...
Hudson, for all your schemes, you never expected it to end in failure, did you?"
Her silver-bell laughter revealed the joy in Delis's heart.
After enduring an entire night, she had finally reached the moment of reversal. The feeling was beyond words.
"Miss Delis, don't celebrate too soon. First, take a look at how many Elves on the battlefield can still move.
All right, this battle should be over. If fate allows, we shall meet again."
With that, Hudson decisively gave the order to withdraw.
By this point, the expeditionary army was also exhausted. They might have been able to annihilate the enemy before them if they continued, but their own losses would have been severe as well.
Seeing Hudson's smug expression, the elven woman's heart immediately sank to the depths.
They had nearly been wiped out. They had only managed to preserve a portion of their battered troops. No matter how one looked at it, this could not be considered a victory.
In an instant, Delis's fury swelled to its limit. Considering the gap in strength between them, she abandoned the thought of fighting Hudson and turned her murderous gaze toward the reinforcements.
They had clearly come to help, yet they had ended up becoming the main force on the battlefield while their allies watched the show from the sidelines.
The accompanying forces sent by the Ancient Remnants Alliance had mostly died in the