Chapter 925 · War of Attrition (Part 2)

War is cruel and difficult, no matter which side it is.

The human side has been under tremendous pressure, so that the Glorious Kingdom is on the verge of collapse, but the orcs are not much better.

Compared with humans, the orcs' production capacity is worse, and in order to be able to support the front battlefield, they have mobilized too many troops.

So many that it has seriously affected the production in the rear.

The main business of the orcs is animal husbandry, followed by farming. From the end of winter to the beginning of summer, the long-term confrontation between the two armies consumed a lot of food, and almost the food reserves of the Orc Empire have been exhausted.

If the confrontation continues like this, the human side may be able to hold on for a while, but the orcs can't hold on for too long.

Emperor Yiluo looked at the heavily guarded warehouses in the rear and sighed in his heart.

Although those military grain warehouses are large, there is actually not much military grain in them. If this consumption trend continues, it is estimated that the army will be out of food in one to one and a half months.

The backward agricultural and animal husbandry production and the shortage of manpower have led to the production in the rear not keeping up. To get rid of the current crisis, the only way is to ask the gods for help.

But... asking the gods for help means that it may violate the rules of the Lord of Order.

Neither Emperor Yiluo nor the orc gods are willing to take this risk.

The current situation is that the orcs have an advantage, so they are unwilling to take risks. Taking a risk is something that only the disadvantaged party will do.

Just like the "Sky-Swallowing Dog" Lefeng did not say a word and directly used the kingdom of God to knock down the kingdom of God of humans.

But... if we don't get help from the gods, this war on earth may be lost.

Emperor Yiluo frowned and remained silent.

"Wait, wait a little longer." Finally, he said to himself, "At least, we can't bother the gods until there is really no other way!"

East of the Great Wall, the atmosphere in the human military camp was also very low.

Unlike the orcs, who at least have been reporting good news frequently, the human side has been hearing bad news one after another recently. There is simply no good news.

This time there was an attack, this team or that team of transport was attacked, the emperors still failed to contact, and the troops who tried to attack the orc army returned in defeat... In short, there is no good news!

If they didn't know the importance of this war, if they didn't know that there was no way out, I'm afraid many people would have been unable to resist and returned home.

At the routine military meeting, the air pressure was so low that it seemed like it was going to rain.

"Your Majesty the Void Mask has taken in another batch of about 20,000 refugees today."

"Just take them away, at least it will relieve a lot of our pressure."

"But various signs have appeared in many places, and many people are unwilling to fight this battle."

"Those ignorant guys! Don't they understand that we are already standing on the cliff. Apart from gritting our teeth and climbing up to the top of the mountain, we will fall to death if we let go!"

"The people are ignorant and the most direct. It is difficult for them to understand such things. They can only see the immediate benefits."

"Damn it! We are fighting and bleeding on the front line, and they just need to work in the rear. They can't even do this. They are simply waste!"

"...During this period of time, a large number of labor injuries have occurred in various places. Because of the heavy labor burden, the number of people injured or even killed has been very large. Here is a statistic-"

"Shut up! This kind of statistics is useless! What we want is victory, and it is worth paying any price for it!"

"...Yes."

"Why don't we try another large-scale attack? The things prepared by the mages are already quite sufficient to support a major war."

"That group of beasts are waiting for us to attack! Attacking now is playing into their hands! What we have to do is to consume them, grit our teeth and consume them! No matter how much pressure we have here, their pressure will only be greater than ours! You have to understand that we are backed by various countries, with abundant supplies and strong industrial and agricultural production. The orcs only have that backward empire behind them, and it is impossible to have enough supplies to supply their army by relying on grazing!"

"But they have also held on until now, and maybe they can hold on for a long time..."

"No matter how long they can hold on, they will not be longer than us!" The leader of the human coalition, the king of the Kingdom of Light, and the current high priest of the Church of the Lord of Light, had only one eye left because of the assassin's attack before, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "We are now equivalent to two injured beasts, and everyone is bleeding. But they are more seriously injured than us, and their bodies are not as strong as ours. If we continue to consume like this, victory will eventually belong to us!"

After a long silence, a young noble asked: "But... Gods--"

He had just said half of his words when he was covered by the mouth by the person next to him.

The one-eyed king looked at them grimly, and the man who covered his mouth trembled all over.

After a long time, he said coldly: "The first military rule, execute!"

After that, he ended the military meeting.

A moment later, a scream came from outside the meeting room, and then the head of the young noble was hung on the flagpole.

The first military rule is that it is forbidden to mention anything related to the war of gods. Violators, regardless of their status, will be beheaded and displayed to the public!

The one-eyed king sat in his study, silent, with a gloomy face and ferocious eyes.

He knew that everyone was under heavy pressure, but who was under greater pressure than him?

Those useless things!

Now was the time to fight for consumption, even if they had to eat people, they had to wait until the orcs could no longer consume!

They were working hard, and your majesties were working hard too, and everyone was working hard, and the enemy was working hard too.

War was such a hard thing!

Without so much hardship, there would be no victory!

The one-eyed king said nothing, and sat alone in the dark for a long time, then walked out of the study and went to the prayer room.

In front of the altar, he knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly.

"Great Lord of Light, leader and hope of our human race, please guide me as always, give me courage and ruthlessness, let me persevere, let me lead those weaklings who have become timid and retreating, and continue to persevere!"

"We will definitely win, and will never hold you back! Please fight the way you want, no matter what, we will persevere to the end. Whatever you need us to do, we will do it!"

"Your devout servant prays here, please win, and lead us to victory!"

"For victory, no matter what is needed, we will offer it without hesitation!"

"All we want is victory!"

Outside the prayer room, the green jellyfish invisible to the naked eye of mortals watched all this silently, with a sigh on their faces.