The battle was far from over. The loss of leaders and soldiers had not dampened the fierce determination of either side.
If anything, it had intensified their resolve. They had lost something precious and gained hard-fought advantages in return.
The Orcs knew they had to fight smarter, to utilize every ounce of their strength. They no longer underestimated the Hobgoblins as weaker race. The last time they did, they lost two of their Generals.
The Hobgoblins, on the other hand, understood that they had to be relentless, to exploit every weakness of their foe. The Orcs were never to be underestimated and required strategy to defeat and not just numbers.
As the first light of dawn began to creep over the horizon, both camps stirred with renewed purpose. Weapons were sharpened, armor was donned, and battle cries resounded.
