The sun set, and as if the sky was acting in consideration of the pitiful allied forces, it hid its moon and even the stars. Like the pursuit team, it looked gloomy and dreary. 

The pursuit team fashioned nearby trees into poles, sharpened their tips, and stuck them sparsely into the ground. Besides these, the only visible structures were a couple of tents. They were emergency items that several high-ranking commanders and important figures carried in their magic boxes. These tents and some food were the last of their supplies.

Even a magic box had a capacity, and it was simply insufficient to hold all the army’s goods. Furthermore, a magic box was also a rare artifact. Thus, the number of goods they had right now was severely lacking in comparison to the number of people they had. The few tents they had were naturally assigned to the higher-ups, and the rest of the knights didn’t even have a blanket to lay on. They curled up on the cold ground to relieve their tired bodies. There were only bushes around them that they could use, but they failed to gather enough of them.

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