Plus, from the corner of his eyes, he could see that his army was hard-pressed. The betrayal of Belsea at this moment had dealt considerable damage to the morale of his army and they suffered repeated setbacks.
There was no doubt in his mind, even with the excellent leadership of Bellock and Belmarch, their army was destined to collapse before he could even bring down the orc king.
Did he have no choice but to take the help of that person? However, Berigard's intuition was telling him that person was by no means someone that would help them for free. They must have some ulterior motive.
"Oi…Oi…Oi— is it alright for you to get lost in thought? Did you forget already who you are facing?" came the shout of Belgarious snapping Berigard out of his thoughts.
