Chapter 269
The sun was nowhere to be seen in the overcast sky. Columns of smoke rose everywhere, merging with the dark clouds and adding to the dreariness. The clashing of weapons, screams, and shouts mixed cacophonously over the flat plains beneath the makeshift ceiling.
“Don’t retreat!”
“Break through here, and we’ll finish the Eastern Front! Push forward!”
Amid the chaos, officers’ shouts reverberated. The allied forces gathered under the banner of Nebula Clazier’s overthrow covered the plains.
At the center stood the once-mighty Panthia Fortress, which had been known as the Horn of the East. Alongside the Felgrand Mountains in the distant north, it was one of the largest strongholds of Nebula Clazier.
Two months had passed since the commencement of the purge operation.
Nebula Clazier, driven into a corner, had abandoned their small and medium-sized outposts, consolidating their strength at their major strongholds and mounting a desperate resistance. Confirming that his soldiers were not advancing despite his orders, the officer shouted again.
“Form ranks! Don’t you want to drive them out of our land?”
“It’s no use. How can we possibly…!”