Chapter 60 - 44: Knight Spirit! (3)
At the break of dawn, when the first rays of sunlight touched the earth, Yilin had already endured several crushing defeats and retreats. The remaining two thousand soldiers were forced to withdraw to the outskirts of White City.
Every soldier was wounded. After an entire night of fierce battle, some knights had even lost their horses.
Yilin had an arrow in her arm and a gash on her shoulder. Huoersi was struck by an arrow in his abdomen, and Mike’s face was covered in blood. Even Count Gruglu, who was heavily protected, appeared utterly disheveled.
Every single person was utterly exhausted.
The once high-spirited troops were now teetering on the brink of collapse.
Opposite them stood a force of forty thousand soldiers, virtually unscathed, impeccably organized—a royal army. Countless banners waved proudly in the wind.
On the slope directly facing Yilin’s forces, at the center of the formation, the King sat tall atop his majestic steed, his gaze lofty and commanding, as if he were a Heavenly God looking down on them.
Flanking him on either side were the bishop and the rotund, corpulent Count Caspar, whose contributions in this battle had been pivotal.
"Retreat into the city. If we keep retreating, the only option left is to enter the city," Huoersi whispered beside Yilin.