After the enemy scattered like birds and beasts, quite a few Goblin Wolf Cavalry fled.
This was normal and almost impossible to avoid.
At the same time, this was the main reason why, after every major battle, the victorious side had to spend so much time mopping up the defeated side's stragglers.
These scattered forces fleeing in all directions were truly difficult to deal with.
To a certain extent, the cleanup was the most time-consuming part.
However, their current position was still some distance from the borders of Copper Furnace Fortress. The scattered Goblin Wolf Cavalry could not affect them either way, so Zhuo Ge could not be bothered to deal with them.
After killing everyone they could, the Centaur cavalry led by Zhuo Ge cut off the goblins' heads one by one and hung them on one side of their horses' backs.
Besides making it easier to calculate their military merits, the heads could also be used afterward to pay respects to their fallen tribesmen.
As for the spoils, they would leave them for the troops arriving later to handle.
Since they needed to transport their tribesmen's remains back, Zhuo Ge had already sent word to the rear and asked them to dispatch troops for support.
By the time they returned to camp, three days had already passed...
In terms of their physical condition alone, aside from those who had been seriously wounded, like Yoseph, most of the centaur soldiers had already recovered.
Mentally, however, they had clearly not emerged from the grief of losing so many comrades.
As cart after cart of their comrades' bodies was brought back, those familiar faces immediately filled them with sorrow.
The entire camp was completely submerged in an atmosphere of grief.
Meanwhile, at the Allied Forces' camp, while the main force rested,