Without any surprises, the combat-inept Ratmen were swiftly defeated. However, the commotion also drew in other Ratmen and the Elephantmen.
What had originally been a minor clash turned into a melee between two races.
Similar scenes kept unfolding throughout the Beastfolk camp. The races, burdened by countless grievances, eagerly settled old scores and repaid every hatred with hatred.
In the early stages of the chaos, it failed to draw the attention of the Beastfolk higher-ups.
After all, racial conflicts were commonplace in the Beastfolk army, and they had ample experience dealing with them.
But tonight was different. With the desires in their hearts magnified, everyone became exceptionally volatile.
After the Beastfolk officers responsible for mediating disputes arrived, not only did they fail to stop the conflict, they were dragged into the melee as well.
As the fighting continued to escalate, the officers on duty finally realized something was wrong and hurriedly reported it.
"Marshal, a camp riot has broken out in the camp nearest the enemy city. Forces from several races have already been drawn in.
The enforcement squad failed to suppress it..."
Upon receiving this dreadful news, the Beastfolk higher-ups gathered in discussion all paled.
Internal conflicts were normal. Once a conflict spiraled out of control, it became a camp riot.
Soldiers who had killed until their eyes turned red in the darkness could no longer distinguish friend from foe. They would not only kill soldiers of hostile races, but even their own people.
"Pass down the order: all units are to hold their camps. No one is to step beyond the camp gates without my command!
Return immediately and bring your troops under control. We absolutely cannot allow more forces to become involved.
Guards, come with me to the scene at once and find out why the