At this point, the Beastman leaders of each troop were all fired up, and the Military Governor couldn't control them—not that he tried, since he was fired up himself.
Fighting, huh! Could we Green Skins ever dislike a scrap?
He could also tell that the Shrimps across the river had been bled dry, and with just a little more effort, he could achieve the victory he desired.
Yet, just at that moment, the human army from the flanks attacked, foiling his offensive plan.
This marked his second mistake: he had once again underestimated the combat power of the human army.
His clan's Prophet had warned him that the human forces were swiftly gathering a massive army on the western side. Of course, he took this information seriously and arranged for troops to defend.
But he never imagined that the reserve forces would crumble instantly under the steel tide of the human legions.
