The sky gradually brightened, and the first ray of dawn spilled over the land as the sound of charging horns echoed from the horizon.
The enemy had sent reinforcements, and the battle had reached its final stage. Less than three thousand of the Alien Coalition Army remained on the battlefield, as if just a bit more effort could completely annihilate the enemy forces.
"Hehe...
Hudson, no matter how much you schemed, did you not expect it to still fall short in the end?"
The bell-like laughter revealed the joy in Derris's heart.
After enduring a whole night, the moment of turnaround had finally arrived, a feeling truly beyond words.
"Miss Derris, don't celebrate too soon; first, see how many elves can still move.
All right, this battle should come to an end; we'll meet again if fate allows it."
Having said that, Hudson decisively ordered a withdrawal.
