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Chapter 927

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The weather was getting hotter.

The development of the human war was gradually becoming disadvantageous to the humans.

Although the defense line of the Great Wall, which had been built for many years, was still unbreakable, and although all the countries were still providing supplies and manpower, the Kingdom of Light, which was constantly being harassed, was gradually unable to hold on.

The foundation of the Kingdom of Light's rule was the clergy system that relied on a large number of temples and churches. This country was almost a complete theocracy, and the regime relied on the existence of theocracy. When the theocracy system was destroyed by the Orc Gods' Oracles, their regime was almost on the verge of collapse.

No matter how many people and resources a country had, once the regime collapsed, it was tantamount to a plate of loose sand.

How could a plate of loose sand fight a war? Could it fight a big war?

Of course not.

Fortunately, there were many masters on the human side. Although the clergy system could not hold on any longer, it was still possible to rely on the masters to run around and maintain a basic transportation line.

But in this way, the lives of the refugees in the Kingdom of Light encountered a big problem.

Their production tools were destroyed, their farmlands were burned, and they did not even have stored food. They could only rely on the support of the country to survive. But now, the country's system was on the verge of collapse and could no longer provide them with enough support.

This situation could almost be said to be "at the end of the line."

If this went on, it would not be long before the Kingdom of Light would have a large-scale famine and a serious outbreak of refugees — this was what the Orcs wanted to see.

However, at this time, Sui Xiong finally made his move.

He sent his Oracles to the refugees and asked if they were willing to leave this war and switch to a neutral stance.

If they still insisted on fighting, then Sui Xiong could not do anything. He only wanted to help the refugees who did not want to fight, not those potential warriors.

And if the refugees gave up fighting, Sui Xiong's Oracles would send them to the refugee camp that he had prepared.

There were houses, water sources, and prepared food. There were also good fields and suitable farming tools for the refugees to pass the time.

Sui Xiong did not need the refugees to do anything for him. His only request for these refugees was peace.

"When you decide to go to the refugee camp, your war is already over." The young Oracles in the wonderful armor warned. "You can get peace and tranquility, and you can get the guarantee of safety. In exchange, you must give up the idea of fighting."

This was a very fair deal, Sui Xiong felt.

"Your Majesty, you are too kind!" Watching the refugees being sent away in batches, his follower god Wall couldn't help but praise, "Few gods would help refugees on such a large scale."

"If others don't do it, I will do it. Anyway, I can do it." Sui Xiong said lightly, "Since I can do it, why don't I do it?"

Wall smiled and nodded, watching the refugees who had given up on the war leave one after another.

Sui Xiong's actions were unanimously praised and supported by the good gods. Although there were also gods who felt that he had not done it thoroughly enough — for example, some gods felt that he should have stopped the Orc mobility troops from destroying the homes of the civilians of the Kingdom of Light — when Sui Xiong emphasized his "neutral" position, they had nothing to say.

Neutrality did not necessarily mean impartiality, but at the very least, it could not be blatantly biased. Sui Xiong had stopped the Orcs' mobility troops from carrying out a massacre, and he had also rescued those refugees who had given up on the war. He had already done enough. If he wanted to take it a step further, he might deviate from his neutral position.

The Orcs did not have much of an opinion on this. To them, being able to bring down the Kingdom of Light and oppress the logistical supply line of the humans was already a great success. As for the matter of defeating the humans with just a harassment troop, even the Orc Emperor himself had never fantasized about it.

In this world, the root of war still lay in the head-on killing on the battlefield. Everything else was just auxiliary.

If the Orcs could not break through the defense line of the Great Wall, then wanting to defeat the humans would always be just empty talk.

And to break through the defense line of the Great Wall was definitely not something that could be done overnight.

In the long years that had passed, the Orcs had launched many attacks on this defense line. In the end, other than being badly battered and bleeding time and time again, there was not even the slightest bit of gain. They had never been able to advance even half a step to the east. Instead, the humans had relied on this defense line to open up a large piece of territory toward the west.

Relying on this war, they had completely retaken the land that the humans had opened up for many years. It could already be considered a great victory that was hard to come by.

The most important thing was that the situation of the humans was gradually becoming somewhat dangerous.

"The mobility troops have reported that they have successfully attacked the humans' supply line again yesterday. It's a pity that they were not able to destroy much food," said a staff officer who was holding the intelligence report in a meeting at the Orc military's headquarters.

They had heard such intelligence report many times over the past few days.

Ever since the Orcs' mobility troops had burned a large amount of military food a few times previously, the humans had changed their way of thinking. The mages of the Mifata Federation had temporarily created a batch of space bags with a huge capacity. These space bags had a limited effect in terms of reducing weight, but they were certainly a great help in terms of reducing the capacity. In the past, when the Orcs had attacked, large batches of military food had been piled up on the vehicles. Even if they wanted to hide it, there was no place to hide it. But now, as long as they could buy a little more time, the transport team would be able to hide these space bags in places that were hard to find. Unless the Orcs' mobility troops could completely annihilate the human transport teams, there would be no time at all to find and destroy the space bags.

In this way, the results of the Orcs' mobility troops had obviously declined. Unless they attacked the fortresses where the food was stored, there was almost no chance for them to destroy large amounts of military food.

If it were not for the fact that they had relied on multiple attacks to kill and injure a large number of transport teams, causing the humans' transport ability to be greatly reduced, perhaps the mobility troops would have long since returned without accomplishing anything.

But no matter what, the mobility troops were always useful. The collapse of the Kingdom of Light and the increasing distress of the human transport lines were all very good evidence.

It was just that … the losses of the mobility troops themselves were also quite shocking.

"They must have requested for more manpower again, right?" Emperor Ilo asked.

The staff officer nodded. "They said that the losses in this battle were not small, and they hope to replenish their elite troops as soon as possible."

Emperor Ilo sighed. "Then replenish them. Give them whatever they want. Anyway, the army stationed here has nothing to do. Although the battle over there is a little fierce, it's still better than doing nothing."

His expression was indifferent, and he was not very moved.

For a veteran general who had been through hundreds of battles, war was a battle of attrition between both sides. As long as the Orcs' losses were relatively low, it was acceptable.

It was just that … he could not help but feel a little irritated that he could not see an opportunity to decide the outcome of the battle.

After the military meeting ended, Emperor Ilo walked out of the tent and looked up at the sky.

The stars were brilliant, just like in the past.

"Gods in the sky, please find the human gods as soon as possible and destroy them completely!"

The white-haired Orc Emperor prayed silently.

"Only then can this war end as soon as possible!"

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