Watching the retreat of the Kingdom of Britain's army like a tide, Commander Largren couldn't help but sigh.
The once valiant and battle-ready army of the Kingdom of Britain now couldn't even conquer a small highland.
Is this still the British Army he knew? Why does it look so much like the Turkish Army?
While Commander Largren was grieving over Britain's loss of martial virtue, the Duke of Cambridge, standing beside him, quickly offered comfort: "Commander, this was just a minor probing attack! If you are not satisfied, I will immediately organize another attack on the opposite highland."
"Forget it! Forget it!" Commander Largren shook his head and responded to the Duke of Cambridge: "Immediately reorganize the withdrawn troops, and make sure this failure doesn't affect our army's morale!"
"Yes, Commander!" The Duke of Cambridge saluted and turned to leave after receiving Commander Largren's instructions.
