This small hill known locally as Mushroom Mountain had never before seen so many people step foot upon it.
More than thirty thousand defeated Niflgaard troops were driven here like cattle by the Northern Alliance Army.
If it were merely herding, then these soldiers who had lost heart from last night's battle wouldn't even have the ability to react; they would just follow the main force aimlessly.
However, once the Northerners took up a formation to encircle them, the defeated Niflgaard soldiers became suddenly excited, like a powder keg ignited!
After all, they were well-trained professional soldiers, and within the invincible Niflgaard army, their soldier quality far exceeded the average of other nations' soldiers.
So they immediately realized: the Northerners didn't want to let them leave!
"We still have weapons! We still have armor, warhorses! Charge out! We need to return to Sintra!"
