111 Drink Up Warriors, You Earned It

Starfall Year 831, the 24th of December, North Moldova, Dark Forest Fortress.

The Dark Tide had disappeared, the Berserk Daemons that gathered there killed each other and stained the white snow around the fortress with purplish-red blood.

After confirming that most of the daemons returned to the depths of the forest, the fortress fell into a joyful triumph. The soldiers had been mentally drained during the long fight; even if they were given a few days' rest, they were still unable to loosen up. With the news of the Dark Tide being quelled, the soldiers were finally able to relieve their stress, and laughter was heard from the frozen towers.

The snow in front of the houses was swept away swiftly and red flags of victory were hung up. Even those who lost their father or son cried tears of joy that they had finally won.

Even though their faces were soaked with tears, they still let out a victorious cry.