Around him, he could see that his men is dwindling.
Bodies sprawled all over the ground, the ground could not be seen but the bodies of men stretched for dozen of miles all over.
Garron would usually fight if there is a chance to win.
And he rarely said things like he would lose before the battle is over even when the odds are against them
But this time, it is not about odds.
Garron understood it.
How could he not understood it?
This is about people hearts.
The people hearts are no longer on him.
Ogura won them.
And right now, he himself did not want to win
Whether he win or lose, in both situation he lose. When he look at the enemy he killed, and at the enemy that his army killed, he could not feel happy at all
Because all of these people, all of these men, all of these horses, all of them is his tribe, his family
And all of this killing between brothers, between son and father made him remember old memories that he had tried to forget.
