War was cruel and difficult, no matter which side it was.
The human side was under tremendous pressure, so much so that the Kingdom of Light was on the verge of collapse, but the Orcs were not much better.
Compared to the humans, the Orcs' production capacity was worse, and in order to be able to support the frontline battlefield, they had mobilized too many troops.
So many that it had seriously affected the production of the rear.
The Orcs' main business was animal husbandry, followed by farming. From late winter to early summer, the long confrontation between the two armies had consumed a lot of food, and the food reserves of the Orc Empire were almost depleted.
If this confrontation continued, the human side might be able to hold on for a while longer, but the Orcs would not be able to hold on for much longer.
Emperor Ilo looked at the heavily guarded warehouses at the rear and sighed in his heart.
Although the military grain warehouses were large, there was not much military grain in them. If this trend of consumption continued, it was estimated that in another month to a month and a half, the army would run out of food.
Backward agricultural and animal husbandry production and a shortage of manpower caused the production at the rear to not be able to keep up. To get rid of the immediate crisis, they could only ask for help from the gods.
But … if they asked for help from the gods, it would mean that they might violate the rules of the Master of Order.
Be it Emperor Ilo or the Orc gods, none of them were willing to take this risk.
The current situation was that the Orcs had the upper hand, so they were not willing to take the risk. Taking a risk was something that only the disadvantaged side would do.
Just like how Lefon, the Sky Devourer Canine, used his God Kingdom to smash the human's God Kingdom without saying a word.
But … if they did not get help from the gods, the human world might lose this war.
Emperor Ilo's brows were tightly furrowed, and he remained silent.
"Wait, wait a little longer." In the end, he said to himself, "At least, before there's really no other way, I can't trouble the gods!"
East of the Great Wall, in the human military camp, the atmosphere was also very gloomy.
Unlike the Orcs, who at least still had good news, the humans had bad news after bad news during this period. There was no good news at all.
This time, that place was attacked, this team of transport teams were attacked, the various kings still could not be contacted, the troops that tried to attack the Orc army returned in failure … In short, there was no good news at all!
If they did not know the importance of this war, if they did not know that there was no way out, perhaps many people would not be able to resist and return home.
During the routine military meeting, the atmosphere was so low that it seemed like it was going to rain.
"His Majesty, the Void Mask, took away another batch of refugees today. There are about 20,000 of them."
"Let's just take him away. At least he's relieved a lot of our pressure."
"But there are already signs in many places. Many people are unwilling to fight this war."
"Those fools! Don't they understand that we're already standing on a cliff? Apart from gritting our teeth and climbing to the top, we'll fall to our deaths if we let go! "
"The people are ignorant and the most direct. It's hard for them to understand such things. They can only see the benefits in front of them."
"Damn it! We bleed and fight on the frontlines, and they just need to work in the rear. They can't even do this kind of thing, they are simply useless! "
"… During this period of time, there has been a large number of labor injuries in various places. Due to the heavy burden of labor, there have been many injuries and even deaths. Here's a report — "
"Shut up! This kind of statistics was useless! What we want is victory. It's worth it no matter what price we have to pay! "
"… Yes."
"Why don't we try to launch another large-scale attack? The mages have already prepared enough items to support a large battle."
"That group of beasts is waiting for us to attack! If we attack now, we'll be playing right into their hands! What we have to do is to wear them down. We have to grit our teeth and wear them down! No matter how much pressure we're under here, their pressure will only be greater than ours! You have to understand that behind us are various countries with abundant supplies and strong industrial and agricultural production. Behind the Orcs is only that backward empire. It's impossible to rely on grazing to provide enough supplies for their army! "
"But they've held on until now. Maybe they can still hold on for a long time …"
"No matter how long they can hold on, it won't be longer than us!" The leader of the human coalition forces, the king of the Kingdom of Light, and also the current High Priest of the Church of the God of Light, revealed a cold light in his remaining eye, which had been attacked by assassins previously. "We're now equivalent to two injured beasts. Everyone is bleeding. But their injuries are heavier than ours, and their bodies are not as strong as ours. If we continue to wear them down like this, victory will eventually belong to us! "
After a long silence, a young aristocrat asked, "But … Gods —"
Before he could finish his sentence, his mouth was covered by someone beside him.
The one-eyed king looked at them gloomily, causing the person who covered his mouth to tremble.
After a long time, he said coldly, "The first military rule, execute!"
With that, he ended this military meeting.
After a while, a scream came from outside the conference room, and then the head of the young aristocrat was hung on the flagpole.
The first military rule forbade any mention of matters related to the war of gods. Those who violated it, regardless of their status, would be beheaded in public!
The one-eyed king sat in his study, silent. His face was gloomy, and his eyes were ferocious.
He knew that everyone was burdened with heavy pressure, but who would be under more pressure than him?
Those useless things!
Now was the time to wear them down. Even if they had to eat people, they had to endure until the Orcs could no longer go on!
They were working hard. Their Majesties were also working hard now. Everyone was working hard. The enemy was also working hard.
War was such a hard thing!
Without so much hard work, where would there be victory?
The one-eyed king did not say anything. He sat alone in the darkness for a long time, and then walked out of his study and went to the prayer room.
In front of the altar, he knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly.
"Great God of Light, the leader and hope of our human race, please guide me as always, give me courage and coldness, so that I can persevere, so that I can lead the weak and cowardly people to continue persevering!"
"We will definitely win, and we will never be a burden to you! Please fight the way you want to fight, no matter what, we will persevere to the end. No matter what you need us to do, we will definitely do it! "
"Your devout servant prays here, please win, you must lead us to victory!"
"For victory, no matter what you need, we will not hesitate to give it to you!"
"All we want is victory!"
Outside the prayer room, the green jellyfish, invisible to the naked eye, silently watched all this, his face full of sorrow.
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