"Kill!"
The final defenders were completely swallowed by the crimson tide. Sword lights flashed, severed limbs flew through the air, and the last roars and death shrieks were swiftly devoured by the howling wind, snow, and shouts of victory.
Across the entire rear-guard battlefield, save for the biting gale whipping up a thick, unshakeable stench of blood, nothing remained except the Northern Frontier Army soldiers' heavy, cattle-like panting and their roars of survival, laden with boundless grief and wild elation!
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