Su Qing patted her behind and left, leaving behind a mess that someone else had to take the blame for.
Awe-inspiring gazes were directed toward Duke Gula in the sky.
"Duke Gula!"
It is unknown who uttered the first shout, but the shouts rose and fell, soon echoing throughout the entire defensive line.
Everyone believed that the one possessing such terrifying mass destruction capabilities must be Duke Gula, the strongest being here.
Therefore, they don't mind offering glory and the most enthusiastic cheers.
Only Duke Gula, though still maintaining a dignified appearance, felt somewhat embarrassed inside.
He knew that although he had indeed intended to make a move, before he could, a gust of wind tore all the enemies in front of him to shreds.
He simply couldn't do that.
The Hurricane Technique belongs to a branch of the Wind Rules, excelling in speed but lacking in offensive capabilities.
He could stop the enemy from before, but annihilating them all was impossible unless he could gather all six Wind Mysteries to construct the basic Wind Rules.
And just now, not only the wind, but the rain from the sky was also very strange.
The Duke looked up and saw a sky full of stars, as if the torrential rain just now was only a dream.
Who was that just now?
As his thoughts returned, Duke Gula's eyes began to sparkle.
There is an extremely powerful individual hiding within their defensive line!
Who could that person be?
Several names flashed through his mind; they were all kings who had studied the rules of wind and rain, but he eliminated them one by one.
These people couldn't possibly be here at this time!
I can't figure it out!
Duke Gula could only suppress his own thoughts, and facing the crowd, he nodded calmly: "You should all go back and rest. We'll discuss everything tomorrow. As for the dead orcs, we'll settle accounts with them tomorrow, and the war merits will be distributed according to the degree of loss."
With a single sentence, the matter was settled and things were calmed down.
After all, the manpower losses of the various factions were not significant; the biggest loss was the magic cannons that had been purchased not long ago, which are now completely unusable.
The exorbitant price caused them immense heartache, and they could only hope that the allocated combat power would be enough to make up for some of the losses.
Some went back to rest, while others began treating the wounded, making the latter half of the night anything but quiet.
Su Qing, who had just returned to her room, learned of Duke Gula's plan to distribute war merits according to losses, and felt immediately dissatisfied.
Why should the rewards be distributed based on losses? If we didn't suffer any losses, does that mean we won't get any credit for our battle?
This is racial discrimination. Why can't dragons be treated the same as humans? Is it just because I'm black?
How ridiculous!
After muttering to himself for a while, Su Qing's face broke into a smile again. His mouth split open, revealing sharp white teeth, and his dragon eyes curved slightly, shooting out a few rays of yellow light, the color of money.
"Forget it, no matter how many battle merits those guys gain, they'll all end up in my hands sooner or later. Besides, the losses at the other defense lines are probably not small either!"
Thinking about the small amount of money that would soon be in her hands, Su Qing felt a great sense of joy again.
While the human faction was in high spirits, the orc faction was shrouded in gloom.
It wasn't exactly a bleak situation; most places were very successful. Only the four main defensive lines suffered heavy losses, and the only place that could be described as a complete disaster was Buried Dragon Valley.
Annihilated!
It's simply unbelievable that so many elite orc warriors didn't all return alive.
Buried Dragon Valley! Buried Dragon Valley!
"Could that place really be a den of dragons and tigers?!"
The enraged Bear King slammed down with all his might, shattering the mountain in front of him. Large amounts of rocks were crushed into powder, and some magical beasts that couldn't escape in time were turned into minced meat.
"Old Bear, calm down!"
Niu Renwang tried to persuade him, but his expression wasn't very pleasant either.
"How can I stay calm!"
The Bear King roared, "The Beast God has given the order that we must break through the defenses within half a month, but we haven't even opened a single breach yet."
Niu Renwang shook his head: "Old Xiong, calm down. Although we suffered heavy losses that time, we also gained something. Most of the magic cannons were destroyed, and we were able to turn the tide in the subsequent battles. In half a month, as long as we seize the opportunity, we may be able to open a gap."
After hearing these words, the Bear King did calm down a bit and pondered for a long time: "Indeed, but we can't just rely on superficial attacks. If we keep doing this, it will be difficult to achieve anything in a month."
"We can split our forces into two groups. Aren't there some orcs who are good at digging tunnels? Let them dig a tunnel leading to the rear of the enemy!"
"But wouldn't that alert them?"
Niu Renwang expressed his concerns.
The Bear King's eyes were ruthless: "Starting tomorrow, organize all the orc armies into four divisions, attacking day and night in shifts to draw their attention and create opportunities for our brothers."
Doing this will result in huge losses, but the effects will be absolutely remarkable.
Niu Renwang wanted to offer some advice, because he felt that losing so many troops was not a good thing, but when he thought of the half-month order given by the Beast God, it seemed to be the best solution.
Left with no other choice, he simply stopped thinking about it and nodded in agreement to the Bear King's idea.
...
"The task I assigned you last time was completed very well by Javi and the others. Although it didn't quite reach my highest level of satisfaction, I've decided to give you a reward ahead of schedule!"
Su Qing finally decided to distribute some benefits, because this would make these young geniuses fight even harder in the upcoming battles.
A dozen or so young prodigies stood in two rows, with only five people in the front row—three men and two women—whose eyes were filled with excitement.
The dozen or so people in the back row looked either envious or jealous, while two or three looked completely bewildered.
Didn't we clearly agree not to listen to this dragon?
Why did you guys sneak off to practice?
The two or three teenagers suddenly realized how treacherous society is and how unpredictable people's hearts are. Their friendship was instantly shattered, but it seemed that only a few of them were left behind.
The others had already boarded another luxury cruise ship.
Leaving aside the grief and indignation of those few teenagers, Ruhe gritted his teeth and secretly vowed to surpass his former companions.
The five teenagers who received the award were filled with excitement and trepidation.
"Javi, you go first. Let me see your best swordsmanship."
Su Qing pointed out the boy who always seemed familiar to him.
Javi walked out nervously, holding his sword in his hand. He bowed respectfully and then began to demonstrate his swordsmanship.
He himself was somewhat surprised by this display, as his swordsmanship had improved so much.
But then I felt relieved. After a period of constant fighting and daily training in basic swordsmanship, it would be abnormal not to have made significant progress.
Jia Wei was overjoyed, while Su Qing looked utterly exasperated.
Looking at the opponent's terrible swordsmanship, he wished he could kick the opponent's buttocks hard with his boots.
"Rubbish!"
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