He lifted his head and looked around. The atmosphere inside the tent was oppressive and suffocating. Several of his old subordinates, who had followed him for years, had their heads lowered and remained silent. They were generals who had been through many battles, yet they appeared as dejected as withered eggplants.
It seemed the news of surrender had already spread. In hindsight, it was actually quite normal; once the Tang Army stopped the electromagnetic interference, radio communication became very convenient again.
Felix took a deep breath. He knew that they had already lost this war, and lost it completely. From the very beginning, they should not have chosen this path, should not have sent so many young lives to a battlefield destined for defeat.
The Great Tang Empire, that mighty Western Continent empire, was far more powerful and terrifying than they had imagined.
