"My lord, my men report that Stormhowling Castle was conquered by us not long ago, and that the bugs are fleeing south!" said one of the Rising Ascendants, kneeling on one knee.

"You have done a good job, and I will report this credit to Your Excellency the Lord of the Heavens. Totolok nodded approvingly, "Leave the rout aside for the time being, and continue to cut the line of the bugs to the east until they are defeated!"

"Yes!"

"This war will give you more than one chance to be promoted, take advantage of the opportunity and exchange their blood for honor!"

"Subordinates take orders!"

After the Ascendant had retired, Totolok sneered and looked at the map provided by the human nobles, "The bugs are nothing more than that, Lord Hekzod is too worried. Their traps may work once or twice, but not every time. After all, the war must be won by frontal forces, and even if their ability to resist is much stronger than it was 400 years ago, it cannot make up for the overall gap between the ethnic groups. ”

"But our losses are not small," Sissis's jaw hissed with tentacles, "We have lost nearly 40,000 warriors in eight days, and the front-line troops have already lost more than thirty percent, and if we continue to fight like this, the follow-up forces may be cut off." ”

"So what? Isn't that the usual performance of bugs?" said Totolok disapprovingly, "In the battle of divine will, only a resilient race that can withstand casualties can win the final victory. Now that the western part of the Wolf's Heart has fallen into my hands, how long will the remaining two cities hold out? By the time we encircle them from all sides, they will soon lose the will to fight—just as they do now!"

Sissis did not refute.

Although the strength of the human resistance was somewhat unexpected, it still agreed with the other party's opinion in its heart.

After all, it had seen too many times when a stalemate suddenly collapsed, as if the seemingly solid surface of the frozen river had shattered and disintegrated in an instant.

And the cause often only needs a crack.

Humanity always resists the most at the beginning, but as the casualties continue to grow and defeat after defeat, they will gradually lose confidence, and there will be internal divisions, and finally they will completely lose the will to fight. In the early stages, the casualties of the clan will be greater than that of the opponent, but as long as the pressure continues, the situation will be reversed.

In the later period, it is not an exaggeration to describe human beings as fleeing from the wind.

It is not simply a matter of courage, but, as Totorok puts it, the essential gap between the two communities.

They needed plenty of rest, food, warm bedding and shelter from the wind, all of which were difficult to achieve in wartime.

It had studied humanity carefully, and at this moment, even without having to look at it with its own eyes, it could imagine how bad the situation of the other party was.

Days of non-stop attacks, using protozoars as consumables, and numerical superiority, humans are basically unable to get enough rest time under such conditions, and their spirits must be on the verge of collapse, let alone abundant food and shelter.

These unfavorable conditions will continue to erode their morale, and sooner or later the news of the fall of Jinshiling and Stormhowling Fort will spread among the army, and when the two are superimposed, how long can Sand City and Sunken Pond Bay hold out?

The tribe does not need these things, whether it is eating or resting, it can be solved by the life mayfly, and the more brutal the war, the more obvious this advantage is.

Siacis agrees with Hexzod, though he is convinced that victory will ultimately belong to the race, and that the humans, not the bugs, have done a good enough job.

"I'll bring the news of my victory back to Sky Dome City, and I'll leave the rest of the attack to you for the time being. "Don't underestimate the other side, try to occupy the heart of the wolf with the existing forces - we shouldn't add too much burden to the rear at this time." ”

Totorok let out a breath of heat, "Don't worry, if you don't have enough troops, I'll fill in that link myself." ”

......

After retreating to safety, Jodah slept for more than ten hours.

When he woke up, he only felt weak and hungry. He subconsciously wanted to touch the dry food in his pocket, but found that the clothes on his body had been changed into new ones, and there was no familiar rifle by the bedside.

There were still a dozen or so wooden beds in the tent, but they were all empty.

Here it is...... A field medical hospital?

It was probably because he was forced to hold on to the side effects of the failure of the retardant when he fainted, and his expression was too terrifying, so he was sent here by his teammates.

I don't know how Fala is now.

In order not to reveal her identity, she endured severe pain and destroyed the wound beyond recognition, even if it would not endanger her life, it was estimated that it would take a long time to recover.

The thought that the comrade-in-arms he had been with for most of the year was a goddess made Jodah's cheeks feel a little hot—he hadn't had any idea of that when he withdrew from Stormhowling Castle.

But this restlessness and apprehension were soon dissipated by the intense hunger.

If he didn't hurry up to eat, he suspected that he could fall down again at any moment.

Jodah slowly got up from the bed and dragged his weak body towards the outside of the tent.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the curtain was lifted, a rich smell of meat entered his nostrils, and the fragrance was so tempting, it was like a delicacy from heaven.

"Are you awake?" a nurse quickly noticed him, "Didn't you explain it above? Now you're hungry, I'll take you to the cafeteria. ”

After following the other party into a large tent, Jodah almost couldn't believe his eyes.

I saw seven or eight iron buckets lined up on the long table, filled with steaming food, everything from meat steaks to soup. Everyone lined up in a horizontal line and passed the long table with lunch boxes in turn, and when the bucket was more than half consumed, someone poured new ones into it—no doubt the meals were freshly prepared by the logistics department.

But...... That's too extravagant, isn't it?

As a Mokin hunter who used to hunt with other small clans, he naturally knew how difficult it was to provide fresh food for a team of men, let alone in times of war!

The nurse chuckled when Jodah couldn't help but ask the doubts in her heart, "These foods aren't brought from the Grey Keep, they come from the cities of Dawn. And it wasn't the First Army and the caravans that transported them, but the ones you rescued. ”

"We rescued the ...... People?"

"Yes," the other party's tone was full of gentleness, "there are both fugitives from the Kingdom of Eternal Winter and refugees with wolf hearts, some of whom have gone to Neverwinter, while others want to stay and do something to fight the devil." These foods are carried by them on their shoulders in trolleys and even handstrips, and they are transported here little by little. ”

Jodah suddenly didn't know what to say.

He had also carried out evacuation missions, and to be honest, the refugees were not particularly cooperative at first, and there were occasional clashes between the two sides, which he had complained about privately and dismissed as hopeless fools. But now, it is these "foolish people" who have brought them hot food.

"It's not just the rescued," said the nurse, who said happily, "The merchants of Dawn have also sided with us, and they have not only provided a lot of horses, but also offered to lower the price of food, so that everyone can enjoy fresh hot meals here." ”

She raised her head, looked at Jodah and smiled, "Does this mean that our fight for all mankind is gradually being accepted by everyone?"