Four hours after the Delta Federation's New Year's bells rang, Foster Harbor had completely fallen. Twenty-five minutes later, except for a few fleeing soldiers, Foster Harbor was completely taken over by the Flame Soldiers, and the roads leading to various regions were also occupied by them.

However, this is not the main point, because the Yan army that landed in this battle numbered only tens of thousands. During the landing process, they encountered fierce resistance from the port garrison. Although their weapons were more advanced, their bodies were still flesh and blood. In addition, the garrison occupied more advantageous terrain, so the Yan army also suffered considerable losses, with at least tens of thousands of people killed.

In contrast, the Delta Federation, despite the fall of its ports and the defeat of its garrison, still possesses a large army on its vast landmass. In this country, the army has always been their strength.

After several years of expansion, the army now has three million soldiers who have received systematic training and possess excellent combat skills.

Besides these regular troops who can immediately step onto the battlefield to fight, there are also a large number of reserve troops, mainly composed of soldiers who have recently joined the army and are undergoing training. They are all in high spirits, have a strong fighting will, and have inexhaustible strength. They can't wait to become qualified soldiers, step onto the battlefield, make meritorious achievements, and add a medal representing honor to themselves.

Not to mention, there are many more young Goths waiting to enlist.

In comparison, the number of Yan people who set foot on Foster Harbor seemed insignificant.

But once Qin Ze set foot on this land, the disadvantage in troop strength no longer existed, which was the most important thing.

The night remained deep, but the number of people in Foster Harbour gradually increased.

A massive Yan Kingdom army force was summoned and gradually took shape.

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It was 5:30 a.m.

The Golgar reinforcements, which had departed from the port of Bruno, were rushing along the wide road.

This was a force of 54,000 men, formed by the merger of the 46th and 53rd Divisions, and commanded by Generals Liert and Klein.

Due to the urgency of the situation, after departing from Port Bruno, the two men led their troops on a rapid march without daring to stop for a moment. However, such a rapid march in the winter night was a considerable challenge for every soldier.

The weather was too cold, and there had been a light snowfall earlier. Although this did not result in a thick layer of snow on the road, it was precisely this thin layer of snow that became their obstacle.

The soldiers at the front were fine; although there was a thin layer of snow on the road, it was still quite solid and stable. But as more and more people walked this road, the snow gradually melted, and the ground began to become damp and soft. When the warhorses carrying ammunition boxes and pulling artillery carts drove over it heavily, the ground gradually became muddy and impassable.

The thirty-kilometer journey from Port Bruno to Port Foster was not entirely paved with gravel. Whenever the army encountered mud, they had to slow down. Soldiers struggled to pull on the reins, leading their warhorses across the mud in the cold, and the weapons and ammunition they carried added to their burden.

This situation troubled both Lilter and Klein. Foster Harbor was under attack, and the situation was urgent. The more time they wasted on the road, the greater the crisis in Foster Harbor would become. Once it fell, the consequences would be unbearable for anyone. Such harsh marching conditions would probably take them four hours to reach Foster Harbor.

Therefore, two hours after departing from Port Bruno, the two decided to send two cavalry regiments from their army to Port Foster first. Although both armies were designated as infantry divisions, each also had a cavalry regiment. Although the number of cavalry was small, any assistance would be extremely needed for Port Foster at this time.

"To be honest, I'm a little worried."

At that moment, in the advancing army, Klein, riding a warhorse, frowned and spoke to Lilt, who was riding alongside him.

"As you saw in Bruno Port, those damned Yan people have cannons with a range far exceeding ours, and the power of those shells is truly terrifying. The fortifications of Foster Port are not as strong as those of Bruno Port. If they had been subjected to several hours of continuous shelling, it would probably have been reduced to ruins."

Hearing this, Lierte reached up and wiped the frost from his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice:

"Although Foster Harbor has far fewer troops than Bruno Harbor, I believe they can withstand the offensive and hold out until we arrive."

Klein gave Liert a deep look, then lowered his head and whispered:

"But you always have to consider that possibility."

"If Foster has already fallen, our support will be meaningless."

Upon hearing this, Lierte frowned, turned to look at Klein, who was much younger than him, and said:

What does "meaningless" mean?

"Putting aside the fact that this is just your unfounded conjecture, even if Foster Harbor really falls, we will still go and take it back!" As he said this, Lierte clenched his fist with one free hand, his face already showing anger.

Klein awkwardly touched his face, which was stinging from the cold wind, and said:

"I did not mean that."

"I just feel that if Foster Harbor falls, our two troops might not be able to provide support..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lierte shouted angrily, "Enough!"

"We haven't even reached Foster Harbor, nor have we encountered our opponents! And you're already backing down! If you felt this support was pointless, why didn't you refuse in the first place!"

Upon hearing this, Klein's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Lilt, I think you have a rather deep misunderstanding about me."

Lierte snorted coldly and continued, "If the terrible situation you described really occurs, and the Yan people occupy Foster Harbor, then we will fight with all our might to annihilate them there!"

"The Macedonian military factory is only 20 kilometers away from Foster Port, which is only a two or three-hour journey. If we cannot stop the spread of the Yan people, you should understand what it means for us once the Macedonian military factory is noticed by them!"

Klein fell silent for a few seconds, then slowly nodded and said:

“I was just expressing my concerns, Lildon. I’m more eager to get to Port Foster than you are to do.”

Lildon did not respond.

Half an hour later, at six o'clock, the cavalry regiment that had been sent to Foster Harbour suddenly returned.

They brought us a shocking truth.