The sky was getting dark.
The human side had retreated again and again, retreating at least two to three miles.
This two to three miles of battle line was really full of blood. Every step the humans took back required the sacrifice of many soldiers. Every time they retreated, a number of lives had to be sacrificed in order to avoid the collapse of the battle line.
Although the human commanders did their best to seize every opportunity, the gap in strength could not be made up for by wisdom. Even if they tried their best, they still could not reverse the defeat.
All they could do was try their best to maintain their composure despite their defeat, and not collapse despite their defeat.
At the rear of the human battle line, the Goddess of Virtue's face was as dark as water.
"Do we need to attack?" a demigod asked.
The goddess shook her head and was silent for a long time before saying, "Retreat to the Great Wall defense line and let them attack!"
This was also one of the original tactics, but no one expected that the battle that everyone thought they could easily win would end up like this.
Fortunately, the Great Wall was still there.
With this line of defense that stretched across the eastern part of the northern land and divided the human and Orc countries, even if the Orcs had the advantage, they could not easily win.
Even without the help of divine spells, the humans could rely on their geographical and numerical advantage to wear them down.
The gods had not fallen, it was just that there was a problem with their connection with the human world. When the problem was eliminated, it would be time for the humans to counterattack!
At that time, the exhausted Orcs' disadvantage in terms of military strength would be completely exposed, and they would collapse with just one fierce attack!
Until then, all the humans had to do was try their best to endure.
The darkness of the night could not stop the two sides from fighting, nor did it delay the humans' retreat.
The Orc Emperor Ilo was still standing on the chariot, the night wind blowing his long hair. The lion man's golden mane had turned gray because of old age, but his hair had not yet dried up, just like the enthusiasm and fighting spirit in his chest.
"The humans are retreating. They probably want to retreat to the Great Wall defense line." This was the first time he had spoken since the beginning of the war. "If we want them to bleed more, we have to launch a fierce attack now."
"We don't have enough strength to launch a fierce attack," an old general of the staff said with a sigh. An old general from the staff committee sighed and said, "Although we still have reserves, considering the subsequent siege battle, our soldiers need to rest now."
Ilo nodded slightly. He was not good at the art of war and had always respected the opinions of professionals.
At this time, a young staff officer suddenly said loudly, "Your Majesty, I have a suggestion!"
Such unruly behavior would definitely be severely reprimanded in the human kingdom, but it was not a problem among the Orcs. They did not care much about things like "seniority" or "rules".
Ilo looked at him with interest, and the first thing she noticed was the pair of fox ears. Without a doubt, this was a member of the Wilder family, who had always been known as the "wise ones".
"Young Wilder, what do you suggest?" the Emperor asked.
The young foxman was incredibly excited because of the emperor's friendly attitude, his face even becoming slightly red. He took two deep breaths, and then said with the calmest voice he could muster, "I believe we should send out some mobile troops to destroy the humans' logistics and supplies."
The Emperor was stunned. Ever since the war between the north and the south of the Commonwealth of Gold Coins, the notoriety of the "mobility troops" could be said to be known by everyone. The various countries of the continent, after much discussion, unanimously passed a treaty that prohibited the use of mobile troops to attack the logistics and civilians of the enemy. Now, young Wilder's suggestion to the Orc Empire to form a mobile troop was tantamount to unilaterally tearing up the treaty. For the Orcs, who had always advocated trustworthiness, this was a rather embarrassing and despicable thing.
Emperor Ilo was also a person who valued trustworthiness. So when he heard this suggestion, his first reaction was surprise, and then he wanted to reject it.
However, he did not speak immediately. Instead, he looked at the other members of the staff officer group.
As a monarch, before he made a decision, he should first consult the opinions of his ministers.
At first, the members of the staff officer group were shocked and angry, but then they all revealed thoughtful expressions. After a while, a few of the oldest veteran generals nodded one after another, expressing their agreement.
"What treaty? It's meaningless now. This war is a great battle between the Orcs and the humans. The winner will become the overlord, and the loser will likely be driven out of the Main Plane. Since that's the case, of course, we can use any means. There's no need to have any scruples at all. "
"Yes, keeping our word is to get the neutral party to support us. Now that the entire Main Plane has been involved in this war, we are either allies or enemies. How can there still be any neutral party! Since there are no longer any neutral parties, why should we still talk about trustworthiness with them! "
"But we must be careful not to carry out a massacre. Otherwise, we will anger His Majesty, the Void Mask …"
"His Majesty, the Void Mask, has already clearly announced that other than massacres and refugees, he doesn't care about anything else. As long as the mobile troop doesn't go overboard, he won't intervene."
"Then what does not go overboard?"
"This … Let's discuss this properly …"
Emperor Ilo nodded and let the staff officers discuss this issue.
But before the staff officer group began to discuss this issue, he made another suggestion.
"Your Majesty, since we plan to send out the mobile troop to attack the humans' rear and supply lines, then we don't have to consider the problem of attacking the city." It was still the oldest veteran general who said, "Then the reserve troops don't need to rest. Continue to attack fiercely. Take advantage of the fact that we have the advantage now. Kill as much as you can!"
Emperor Ilo naturally accepted his suggestion, so the order was passed down.
What followed this order was even more tragic killing and more bloodshed than during the day.
After a day of fighting and killing, both sides were already tired. Even the reserve troops, who could rest during the day, found it difficult to rest well in such an environment. So both sides were not in good condition. However, the Orcs could use large-scale divine arts to allow the soldiers to quickly recover, but the humans, who had already exhausted their magic power, could not.
What was worse was that the Orcs generally had dim vision and even night vision, so the night did not hinder their vision. But the humans could not. Even with the illumination of torches and bonfires, the vision of most of the human soldiers was greatly hindered. This made it difficult for them to see the enemy clearly, and it was difficult for them to hit the enemy with their attacks. It was also even more difficult for them to avoid the enemy's attacks.
So on this night, the humans suffered extremely heavy losses. When dawn came, accompanied by a substantial retreat of the battle line, the losses of the human soldiers also shocked the commanders.
Of course, on this night, the humans had also successfully launched a few counterattacks by relying on some of the arrangements that had been made in the camp, exhausting a large number of the Orcs' military forces. But looking at the overall statistics, in this short night, the exchange ratio between the Orcs and the humans had already exceeded one to five. This meant that on average, for every Orc soldier that fell, at least five human soldiers would fall.
Not only that, the heavily injured Orc soldiers could preserve their lives under the treatment of divine arts, and could even recover quickly. The humans, on the other hand, could not. They could only rely on things like healing potions that they had prepared in advance to save the wounded, but the effects of the potions were ultimately very limited. This made it almost impossible for their heavily injured soldiers to be saved. If this factor was taken into account, the battle loss ratio on this night might even exceed one to ten!
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