The battle on the second day was even more severe, and the losses of the defenders were greater.

Although it was not the Toutian Legion, the attackers had obviously learned from the experience of the previous day's battle, and this time the Paving Ant Barbarian Army did not launch a scattered charge on their own as soon as they entered the Flat Nest Chamber, they made full use of the open space near the entrance to gather their forces, and then several squads launched an attack together.

This is obviously stronger than the martial bravery of a single warrior, but in front of the defense line of the Divine Envoy King Legion, it did not achieve much effect at first, but only reduced the killing efficiency of the Divine Envoy King Legion.

The real test came in the afternoon, when the corpses piled up so much, and the Divine Legion had to face the same predicament as the day before.

Fortunately, this issue was discussed at yesterday's meeting, and the confidence package of the corresponding plan was conveyed to all fighters.

According to the plan, Roll began to order the defense line to retreat and relinquish a clearing, so that the enemy could not use the height of the corpse pile to suppress the defense line of the First Legion of the Divine Envoy King.

However, there was still a problem when the plan was implemented, in the process of retreating the front-line troops of the Divine Envoy King Legion, the enemy still launched an endless stream of offensives, and some of the entangled Divine Envoy King soldiers failed to retreat synchronously with their comrades on both sides.

Due to the dim light on the battlefield, Roll and some of the front-line commanders failed to discover this problem in time, which eventually led to dozens of soldiers breaking away from the large army and being surrounded.

Under the frantic siege of the Paving Ant Barbarian Army, these gods gathered in twos and threes made the king warriors unable to resist the enemy army surging like a tide, and they were quickly engulfed.

However, the newly established defensive line withstood the test and held back the enemy's offensive for the last half of the day.

Holding out until dusk, the Paving Ant Barbarian Army had to retreat again - even if they were able to recharge their batteries with daylight for daytime field activities, they would have to return to their relatively warm departure base to survive the long cold nights.

After counting, there were more than fifty dead in the Divine Envoy King's army today, while the number of enemy casualties remained above 1,000. This is a dangerous omen, the number of the Divine Envoy King's legions is limited, and even if it is a one-to-twenty or thirty exchange ratio, the enemy's strength still has a sufficient advantage.

And as a general rule of thumb, when the number of defenders drops to a certain level, the exchange ratio between the two sides will be rapidly reduced. This is obviously more advantageous for the Paving Ant Barbarian Army, which is the attacking side.

However, the protagonist is not too worried about this, according to the plan, if there are a large number of casualties, the Divine Envoy King's legion will no longer set up a defensive line in the flat nest room, but will establish shorter defensive positions at the various entrances and exits. This reduces the frontal contact between the two sides, and although it is not efficient to kill and damage the enemy, it can also slow down the enemy's offensive.

That night, the "Waterfront City" continued to clean up the corpses on the battlefield. The protagonist had a brief exchange with several commanders, and everyone's morale was still very high, after all, the enemy army had suffered losses far greater than ours, and the "Waterfront City" looked indestructible, and everyone was confident that it would hold on until the beginning of spring next year.

- I'm the dividing line -

On the third day, the enemy did not come to attack.

The night before, the protagonist in the interior of Waterfront City felt more and more violent vibrations coming from the entire side nest in his sleep.

This vibration is not the chaotic vibration that comes from the soles of the feet during the battlefield battle, but the entire secondary nest is swaying in a regular and synchronized manner. The protagonist doesn't understand what is happening at first, but the feeling of being thrown around in a canoe by the waves is very heartbreaking.

Fortunately, the commander of the Waterfront Garrison comes over and tells the protagonist that it was the swing of the branches of the Great Banyan Tree that was shaken by the wind. This makes the protagonist feel a little at ease.

It's not just the protagonist who is worried, many of the gods who have not experienced this continuous earthquake-like shaking make the king warrior feel anxious and in a sense of crisis, and as the report is summarized to the protagonist, he has to take people around to appease these frightened ants.

The night was spent in all kinds of tosses.

When it is dawn, the protagonist drags his tired body and crawls towards the established observation point.

He walks out a little bit along the passage in the city, and as the only entrance to Waterfront City gets closer and closer, the protagonist feels that the temperature around him is getting colder and colder - it is even colder than yesterday.

The protagonist's feeling is not wrong, he wraps the fibers on his body tightly, and the moment he drills out of the hole, he sees a completely different winter world.

The sky was very dark, and the rolling clouds were moving rapidly southward on the back of the howling north wind. There was no warm yellow sunlight between the heavens and the earth, and the sun was completely obscured by dark clouds, and only a dim light of cold hues could be refracted from behind the clouds.

The air temperature was at least a dozen degrees Celsius cooler than the previous day, and even after sunrise, the temperature should be below freezing.

The cold wave is coming.

The protagonist feels shivering all over his body, and a thick layer of plant fibers can't stop the rapid loss of heat, especially the exposed limbs, as soon as they come into contact with the cold banyan bark, they quickly become heavy as if they no longer belong to their body.

The protagonist can only barely climb to the north of the banyan tree in the cold wind, and he is no longer able to overcome the power of nature to get to yesterday's observation point.

After a quick glance, the protagonist does not see any traces of ant activity on the north bank of the river, and it seems that even the paving ant barbarians dare not go out in the cold day without daylight.

The trunk of the tree to the north of the tree where the protagonist is now located happens to be the most bitter of the cold wind, and the flowing cold air encounters a block on the surface of the trunk and splits into two ways to bypass. In the wind, the protagonist feels as if the blood and all kinds of messy tissue fluids in his body are being frozen.

He didn't dare to hold it up, dragged his cold and stiff body, and crawled back into the "Waterfront City" little by little.

Although the protagonist is not an ectotherm like the other ants, he is able to maintain a constant body temperature. But as soon as he crawled into the city, he, like the worker ants who were responsible for carrying the corpses at night, rushed to the vicinity of the combustion chamber and warmed his frozen body with the residual heat of the jumping flames.

The worker ants bring in some food, and the protagonist eats all the roasted grass seeds and dried meat for breakfast while warming up, and only then does he chase back the half-life that was taken away by the north wind.

Later, the protagonist calls Roll over and assigns him a defensive mission - although the protagonist thinks that the enemy army should not attack today, there should still be a guard.

After the arrangement, sleepiness hit, and the protagonist didn't have a good rest last night, so he simply took advantage of the absence of war to make up for sleep today.