Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 111

Chapter 111

Liam and Victor were still not on the battlefield. They stood on high ground, watching the battle unfold.

The city was littered with corpses. There were fallen soldiers everywhere, and the blood almost seemed to stain the city red. The majority of the dead were Westhaven and Sandoria soldiers. The battle in this trapped city was all about courage; no tactics could be applied any longer.

Victor understood it was only a matter of time before they would have to give up the Southern Frontier. After entering Simonton City, he saw clearly that the Westhaven forces were only there to take out their frustration on Starhaven soldiers and to kill a general named Aurora. They lacked the resolve to defeat Starhaven, and had no intention of dividing the Southern Frontier with Sandoria.

Their motives were driven more by anger than by a strategic goal:

Victor was furious. If not for the Westhaven forces, the Sandoria forces might have been defeated long ago. If that happened, fewer battles would have been fought, and fewer soldiers would have

been lost.

“If you seek only to vent your rage, why not destroy the entire city?” he asked Liam coldly.

Victor knew Liam’s hatred for the Starhaven people was intense, having heard about the massacre of the civilians in Fawnrun City during the Victory Pass battle.

Liam’s eyes burned with fury. “War has already brought devastation and ruin upon the common. people. If I continued slaughtering them, even if they are from an enemy nation, what difference would there be between me and a beast?”

heart trembling at the sight. At this point, he realized that adjusting their

you to speak such words,” he said, his face reddened by the cold wind, his words slightly slurred. “You spare the lives of the enemy’s civilians, while yours are

Liam said, watching the snowflakes drifting through the air. “It’s snowing. This battle’s outcome is already decided. If you don’t want to lose more

withdraw.”

you wanted to kill?” Victor

a cold smile as he glanced

was too lenient a fate for

in dark red blood, wore a look of smug satisfaction as he reported, “Marshal,

catch a pure white snowflake. It quickly melted in

he was performing a

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closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them sharply, his gaze intense. “Send the order. All Westhaven soldiers are

the shoulder. “Withdraw, General Crow. You’ve already lost too much on the Southern Frontier. You

a grimace, and he said coldly, “You shouldn’t

his teeth. “You shouldn’t

empty. Your king took three million silver coins and twelve million kilograms of grain from us, just because we only wanted to use the Southern Frontier battlefield for a while. Besides, we supplied all the military expenses

few thousand enemy soldiers in battles at llyrian. Adding

killed ten thousand enemies, they lost several tens of thousands of men and