At noon, the primeval forest became a bit more sweltering. The sun scorched the earth, and in the woods, cicadas and insects were chirping. The birds had probably already eaten their fill and returned to their nests to rest. The noisy scene was gone, and a sense of oppressive tension lingered over the battlefield, irritating everyone, and making them want to find someone to fight fiercely.
On the battlefield, the troops were tightly hiding in the trenches, resting. The necessary preparations were complete, and now it was a matter of waiting to see when and how the enemy would attack. The silence before the battle made everyone's hearts race with hot blood, eager to immediately fight and avenge their fallen brothers.
