"Stoneback Black Bears!" he yelped in the fight as he saw almost the same scene as the bison and bulls, yet the bears were even stronger. 'No, we can't stay any longer. We must retreat!'
The beasts joining the battle was the last nail in the coffin. Almost at the exact time, Alpin lost his will to fight, the rest of the Crimson knights, who were being slaughtered, started fleeing. Morale was crushed, and fear overtook them.
"Retreat! Return to camp!" Alpin shouted and turned around to flee, spurring on his horse. The roars of the beasts made his hair stand on end. 'We should have never come here! Damn, damn!'
The man began to curse incessantly. He had lost more than 70% of his army, and the rest were fleeing in all directions, being pursued by the snow knights and their war beasts. Every few seconds, Alpin could hear the unwilling, agonizing scream of his knights dying to either a blade, teeth, horn, or claw of their enemies.
