Caspian's eyes and face turned red with anger. His lips trembled, and his fists tightened. The wizards beside him created a protective barrier that saved them.
A large part of Caspian's army was crushed to the ground in the devastation of the bombardment. The sky and air were heavy with flames, smoke, and loud screams on the battlefield. Thousands of soldiers, draugr, giants, trolls, and war beasts—all were reduced to rubble.
And then, to complete their misfortune, the Bernard Empire's artillery units began to fire at them. Shell after shell fell on the remnants of the Latvian army. Each explosion turned the ground upside down, sending body parts flying into the air. Many tried to escape but they were also finished off by the shell.
One of Caspian's commanders, who had survived, came trembling towards Caspian. Fear was evident on his face. He said, "Your majesty, we should return to the capital now. We can't fight with them."
