Let's call them devils

23rd September 1574

"That's strange…"

Looking at the battlefield from the perspective of someone surrounded by the insane mess created by the support units in the camp, I couldn't actually believe what I was seeing.

While fresh recruits were making the rounds trips to bring back the injured soldiers, help those who were too hurt to be moved or comfort those few who wouldn't make it either way, the battle was actually still ongoing!

Well, to say that the fighting was still fierce would be a huge overstatement. After trapping the bulk of enemy forces between the mass gunfire from the few heavy war-carriages of mine and the regular frontline created by the infantry shooting from behind the safety of the embankment, I expected Ostros forces to simply break down and surrender.