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?”

soldiers fell into pools of blood, his own heart trembling at the sight. At this point, he realized that adjusting their

his face reddened by the cold wind, his words slightly slurred. “You spare the lives of the

snowing. This battle’s outcome is already decided. If you don’t want

withdraw.”

killed the ones you wanted

lips twisted into a cold smile as he glanced towards

was too lenient a fate

of the Westhaven army advanced swiftly. The man, covered in dark red blood, wore a

his hand to catch a pure white snowflake.

was as though he was

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

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

and he said coldly, “You

it at Liam, gritting his teeth. “You

twelve million kilograms of grain from us,

many civilians did they actually massacre? Is this your way of seeking revenge? According to our statistics, the Westhaven forces have only killed a few thousand enemy soldiers in battles at llyrian. Adding today’s fight, it’s at most ten thousand. You’ve paid such a heavy price for the sake of ten thousand

several tens of thousands of