"Quick...... Get the wounded out of here!," shouted one of his clansmen, who had just recovered from his fear, in a very anxious voice.

No one here knows when the next shell will come.

We had to evacuate from here quickly, however, with so many wounded, it was still a problem to evacuate quickly!

The huge shells that the enemy fired just now had already caused such a terrible attack effect before they hit the center of the position!

If the next shell hits the center of the position impartially - then I am afraid that the entire position here will be completely destroyed!

At this moment, all of a sudden, there was a loud bang on the side, accompanied by a very violent vibration.

The shock wave was like a gale in bad weather, knocking the tribesman to the ground who had just recovered from his fear.

......

"What's going on?!" the clansman who had been knocked out by the blast wave of the cannonball suddenly woke up and looked around.

"You're finally awake...... a medical practitioner next to him said with concern.

"This is the fortress...... That...... What happened to the other groups?!What happened to the other people?!What is the situation on the front line?!"

The healer next to him looked at him, not knowing how to explain it to him.

"What's going on?!!what's going on?!," the clansman who sat on the bunk asked anxiously—a little more nervous in his tone.

The healer on the side still didn't say anything, just shook his head helplessly.

The clansman seemed to know something, and stopped asking.

He lowered his head, his face full of disappointment and sadness.

The room was silent, uncomfortably silent.

Sunlight shone in through the fortress window and poured into the silent room.

The dust in the room, floating in the sunlight......

It was supposed to be a comfortable sunny day.

There was no more frightening atmosphere than before, but there was a dilapidated silence.

Outside the room, there was a slight conversation.

The Taupe Eagle and the Chief Quicano Don Falcon stand in the hallway at the door of the room.

"Many of our camps have been destroyed by the enemy's heavy artillery......" The tone of the "gray-brown eagle" sounded a little regretful.

"We must find a way to destroy that heavy artillery!" said Chief "Quecano Dorn Falcon" in a firm tone, "We can't let those ruin like this anymore!"

"But...... It's not that simple......" The Gray-Brown Eagle shook his head in disappointment, "The enemy's vehicle with its giant cannon is protected by other vehicles...... If you want to destroy the cannon, you have to take a lot of risks......"

"Don't worry! you're the Grey-Brown Eagle, you're the best schemer in our tribe!" Chief Quecano Dorn encouraged him, "No?!!How powerful your previous strategy was!, like I didn't expect such a clever strategy...... You ......"

Chief "Quecano Dorn Falcon" stopped at this point.

The Taupe Eagle didn't seem to be listening carefully to the chieftain "Quecano Dorn Falcon".

"What's wrong......," Chief Quecano Dorn asked with concern.

"Our people have been attacked by each other one by one...... We ......" The "Grey-Brown Eagle" said this, shaking his head in disappointment, "What use can I have a strategy here?......!" Who else can go on a mission......"

"And us!" At this moment, outside the corridor, near the gate, an unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded - but this dialect was the dialect of the "Quikano Dorn" tribe, "You need manpower, right! No problem, we can help you!"

"This is the ?!......" Chief "Quicano Dorn Falcon" looked at the man outside the door in surprise.