At this moment, Lana had just repelled the third wave of Austrian attacks.
The French Army occupied a circular fortress atop the hill, with its outer wall about the height of a person—not too tall, but sufficient for defense.
As the Austrian forces began to retreat, the French soldiers stood atop the earth wall and fired at the withdrawing enemy.
A bullet grazed Lana's forehead, and the blood flowing from the wound dripped into his left eye, casting a mysterious red filter over his vision—only closing his left eye would restore it to normal.
After the battle, Lana found the army's female bartender and got some alcohol to clean his wound.
This was a new treatment method promoted by Anning, which many of the French Army's medics had reservations about.
But Lana had unconditional faith in what the General said.
After all, that was the General.
