"I'm sorry!" The moment Arudika saw Modi, she could no longer hold back her hurt and helplessness. Tears spilled from her eyes.
Modi patted her head, his face still wearing a warm smile. "It's all right. The road to revolution is never smooth sailing. Only after countless failures can we open up the path that's truly right."
The Golden Dragon Girl nodded and fought back her tears, saying nothing more.
Modi then turned toward the Undead Army to the south.
Earlier, the Golden Dragon Girl had gathered her strength and broken out of the encirclement while the Insect Race retreated. Princess Mulesina had led her army in pursuit, trying to cut them off.
By now, Arudika understood that she had probably broken through not simply because the Insect Race army had suddenly withdrawn. The enemy had let them out on purpose.
If the enemy had attacked from all sides and driven them into a corner, they would surely have fought like trapped beasts. Instead, they had been allowed to believe they had a chance to escape.
At that point, even the most loyal Revolutionary Army soldiers would be driven by instinct to save their own lives.
The pursuit had inflicted even heavier losses on the already battered Revolutionary Army. Of more than a million people, fewer than seven hundred thousand reached the supply reserve base in the North.
Of the other three hundred thousand or so, most had died in battle. A small number had been captured by the Undead Army.
"Let's go." Modi sighed and shook his head. The Revolutionary Army's crushed morale pained him, too, but as its leader, as the Revolutionary Flame, he could not show weakness. He pulled himself together in an instant and ordered the entire army to withdraw.
Meanwhile, Princess Mulesina was savoring her