"Well, it's good that this guy won, but don't be too proud. As the saying goes, the enemy of an enemy is a friend, and for now, the human kingdom should also be considered our friend, so don't say anything that causes misunderstanding in the future!"

Sun Dashuai couldn't help but interject, to be honest, because he was a human being in his previous life, he still had a good impression of human beings without being violated!

Hearing Sun Dashuai speak, everyone stopped talking. Sun Dashuai paused, and then said: "Well, everyone has confidence, this is a good thing! However, everyone must also see our current shortcomings. ”

"After all, there are only more than 100,000 orcs in Beast King City now. The Beastmaster army is also a little less numerous. For a long time to come, we need to recruit more orcs to join us and further develop our armaments until we have the ability to fight against the Starlight Federation, dominate Earth, and go to the stars!

Although, from the current point of view, the Starlight Federation is much, much stronger than us. But I believe that in the end we will succeed! I hope that everyone will take this as one of our long-term goals! Also, I hope that you will guard against arrogance and rashness, because there will be more fierce battles soon!"

Hearing Sun Dashuai say this, everyone's faces were serious. In their impression, the celestial-like Star Federation is incomparably powerful and incomparable, especially after this battle, they have a deep understanding that the ordinary weapons of the stars, the Gauss rifle, have so much power, not to mention those legendary mechas, tanks and titan warships.

After today's battle, they have realized that Sun Dashuai is correct and wise, the Beast King City Army can also be strong, and the Orcs can also build a strong army.

Although there is still a huge gap between the Orcs and the Star Federation and the Dragon Empire, they believe that this gap can be gradually narrowed.

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The grim-faced soldiers of the Dark Clan stood solemnly, either taking off their helmets or naked, quietly standing in an upright row, standing behind the oracle of light.

They built a sturdy grave out of stones, wood, and loess to prevent wild beasts from opening the sleeping places of dark souls.

"Praise be to you, O God of Light, the glory of the Star Spirit belongs to the warriors who have sworn to defend the truth, and your valiant souls will return to the land of the gods under the guidance of the Lord of Light, rest in peace..."

The mysterious messenger of light under the black cloak, with his hands raised to the sky at his side, and his voice was deep and mournful, presiding over the requiem ceremony, sending the souls of the fighting beasts back to the kingdom of the god of light!

Morishima Yuan Angel looked at the large cemetery in front of him with a blue face, just one contact made him lose so many elite warriors, especially the mecha knights of the Federation.

He didn't even know how to explain it to his family now. And what's even worse is that this damn massacre is happening right in front of their eyes, and they have nothing to do but watch.

At that time, the sudden appearance of the orc cavalry pursued to the river, like a tide as fast as the tide retreated, they walked quickly, left and right to avoid the aim of the Federation light infantry on the opposite bank, quickly urging the mounts with their wounded and killed companions, quickly disappeared on the snow field on the opposite bank.

Although the fool of Dimon shouted for the Jets and Federation Heavy to inflict indiscriminate blows on their opponents, it was only a joke. The Jet simply can't shoot that far, and the machine gunner can't reach the range. Now Motomo Morishima secretly hates himself, why don't you bring a few Titan tanks!

The one-sided slaughter ended quickly, and the numerical superiority was far from enough to support the Brawl Heavy Infantry, facing an army with Gauss rifles and orc iron horses.

By the time the Federation Expeditionary Force crossed the river again, the bodies of the Dark Soldiers who had died in battle had long since frozen, and most of them had been buried in the breeze-swept snow.

The battlefield was littered with the corpses of many wild beasts, their bodies with many bloody holes, their messy hair trembling slightly in the wind, these were hungry beasts attracted by the smell of blood and ready to enjoy the feast, but they all fell to the fire of the Gauss rifles that crossed the river.

"Damn, these uncompetitive rabbit cubs deserve to die, they can't even beat such weak orcs, and they are still being chased around by others, losing the face of our berserk city!" Count Deemon now regained his composure, and criticized the dead warrior harshly.

Even the Dark Clan warriors from the other city-states next to him stared at him with angry eyes, while his own subordinates all bowed their heads one by one, without faces, and some of them also had hateful glances.

"Damn, bad luck, let's hurry up and get on our way, rush forward and kill all the orcs!" Count Dimont urged impatiently.

This damn funeral had already taken them half a day, and most importantly, of course, for the sake of this useless waste that was already dead. It was an insult to his noble blood and graceful temperament to let him stand in the snow for so long, and to stain his precious handmade riding boots with disgusting dirt and blood.

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Morishima didn't speak, just grimaced with a gloomy face, walked quickly to his mecha, and sat in the cabin with the help of the electric escalator. Then he stomped on the starter fiercely, activated this Federation command mecha, and with a wave of his hand, led the army directly belonging to the Morishima Moto family to walk forward neatly.

And as the dark nobles boarded their mounts with the support of the guards, the ranks of the Dark United Expeditionary Force once again wriggled across the wasteland.

It's just compared to the previous momentum. The lifeless ranks were unusually silent, and even the raging war beasts only spewed white mist low, no longer roaring.

"Your Excellency, the morale of the team is low, and there is no way to fight like this, do you want to take some measures to improve the momentum!"

After arranging the march of his team, Tan Hammer and Morishima Yuan Angel gradually became tacitly acquiescing, and instigated the monster mount to come to the angel's side.

"Measures? Alas, what measures can be taken now? More than 10,000 backbone forces are gone. ”

Morishima Yuan waved his iron giant hand angrily, and the dark red eyes of the mecha seemed to be secretly glaring at a large group of nobles gathered around Dimon not far behind him, although he was also a nobleman from the most powerful family in the Federation, but he was just an illegitimate child with a little power.

For these noble children from the dark clan, he has no way at all, although he is nominally the commander, but he can only command the team directly under the Shimazaki family.

Morishima couldn't help but regret a little in his heart, maybe he really shouldn't have taken the liberty of leading such a group of teams to crusade against this damn orc.

"But, Your Excellency...!" Tan Hammer frowned slightly, as the commander of the expeditionary force, although it is troublesome not to have full command, but how can he still lose his temper at this time, this is very dangerous.