In the end, everyone had an hour of rest before they saw any movements coming from the enemy's camp. It seemed that things on the other sides were pretty much the same… while the enemies didn't get many surprises there, the numbers on both sides were more or less the same.
For some reason, those three Battalions returned to their camp… they suffered some losses, but they weren't that tired. Still, soon, the other three Battalions stepped forward, and they looked much fresher than the others. At the same time, someone was leading them, and that guy was clearly exposing himself… he was either a fool or had a lot of confidence in their skills.
"One of the generals is coming…" Branden said and then began to bite his nails nervously. "Is this a trap, or could this be a good chance for us?"
