Arthur entered his war tent and sat at the wooden table at its center. His mind reeled from the thousands of corpses he had just witnessed strewn across the battlefield. The horror of it all weighed heavily upon him. For an hour, he remained in stunned silence, attempting to process the scale of destruction he had orchestrated. Even now, a lingering sense of shock gripped him. But he knew the war was not over yet. There was still more to be done.
He straightened himself, pushing aside the turmoil in his mind. A battle had been won, but the campaign was far from finished. Resolute, he called for the soldier stationed outside his tent. The soldier entered swiftly, standing at attention, offering a crisp salute. Arthur returned it with a nod before issuing his command.
"Summon the senior officers and generals at once. We must discuss our next course of action."