Global Lord: My Undead Can Undergo Fission
Chapter 495: Steadily Moving Forward

Chapter 495: Chapter 495: Steadily Moving Forward

It must be said, Muse’s actions were somewhat useful.

The proactive strike scrambled the battlefield here, and half of their griffin knights managed to escape back. Although they were all injured, they were manufactured troops, so their recovery speed was very fast.

On Fang Jie’s side, the griffin knights had suffered heavy losses, with only a small portion remaining.

These griffin knights could no longer form a legion, but Fang Jie wasn’t worried at all because more were being produced in the rear. With some delay, his griffin knights would gradually recover and even surpass the opposition.

Fang Jie had now realized that, although the opposing territory did exist and was developing quickly, it had one deficiency, that being its scale wasn’t enough. At least compared to his own, it was far from sufficient.

As long as Plain City kept producing, the griffin knights would certainly surpass the opposition’s.

However, on the ground, the opposition had suffered severe losses. Leaving might have been easy, but returning was difficult. Even if their griffin knights could provide some help after withdrawing, that help was already very limited.

Under the relentless pursuit of his own forces, from their attack to the collapse and then the final retreat, the enemy’s losses were definite and heavy. Not to mention anything else, just the Gold Level Troops lost in one battle had exceeded ten thousand.

For an island like Kapala Island, the loss of over ten thousand Gold Level Troops was definitely not a small number.

Keep in mind that when they had attacked Quisha Island initially, the military forces of Quisha Island combined weren’t as numerous. Although that was an Undead Island and couldn’t compare, it still served as an indirect indication of the military status of each of the Big Islands.

This loss could be said to have caused them agonizing pain as if they were bleeding.

"Pursue them in their defeat? No need, slow down, advance step by step, and avoid excessive losses. After all, we are currently in great need of human troops, and the Southern forces still need to be supported."

Fang Jie didn’t want to suffer heavy losses, nor could he force the opposition into desperate action.

Once the opposition felt that victory was no longer possible and frenziedly destroyed their cities, what then?

Rebuilding human order wasn’t an easy task; his own side already had such a big mess to deal with. If added to this one, it would truly be overwhelming.

It wasn’t that Fang Jie himself was too busy, mainly because his own resources and troops were beginning to run short.

Using the Undead was, of course, an option, but that didn’t fit with his original intention—unless absolutely necessary, he preferred not to use them.

The Undead ruling over the Southern region would incite disgust and would expose him to the scrutiny of both empires. The entry of the Undead into Kapala Island would likewise be an exposure and would also violate the rules.

If the Empire intervened directly, then what should he do?

Thus, the army began to advance steadily. However, the pressure on them was also increasing.

Because the enemy’s griffin knights were growing in number, as were the Elemental Catapults on the ground. Their defensive works had barely been of any use before being continuously destroyed by the enemy’s attacks.

Occasionally, the Thunder Towers could make an impact, but that was about it.

The attacks weren’t numerous, and most weren’t particularly powerful troops. It was mostly native troops who, out of overconfidence, advanced into the enemy’s attack range and were struck by the Thunder Towers.

But in doing so, some of the Thunder Towers’ capabilities had been revealed.

The Thunder Towers released lightning. These defense structures were inherently bronze-level constructions, and not particularly strong among that class. However, because they emitted lightning, their Attack Power was still considerable.

Moreover, their attack speed was fast, making it difficult for the average person to evade.

Their biggest drawback was that the attack frequency was a bit too slow, the gathering of Strength was far from sufficient.

At this moment, within the native army, an officer was delivering a lecture.

"You good-for-nothings, clamoring about going to war, and this is the result? What, you don’t like being called good-for-nothings?" The officer glared at these troublemakers with annoyance.

"Look at you, always claiming to be stronger than those mass-produced assembly line troops, but where is your strength?"

"Your individual Strength is greater, your overall strength is higher, you have better benefits. You get merits they don’t, you get bonuses they don’t, even the military pay you receive is more than theirs."

"You tell me, why aren’t you performing as well on the battlefield as them? Why are the losses greater and the achievements lesser?"

"Come on, tell me why. Why is your performance so poor?"

The man called out couldn’t come up with a reply.

"What’s the matter, you’re usually the loudest, the most agile. Now when it’s time for you to speak, you’ve become mute? Isn’t this the time for you to show your strength, or are you really worse than a bunch of assembly line troops?"

"Leader, we know we were wrong. We’ll obey orders from now on and never act out again," finally, someone who could articulate a response did so, and the others also indicated their understanding.

"Good, it seems there are still some who understand how to achieve victory. This is a battlefield, not a place to showcase personal bravery. Without maintaining a proper battle formation, the true power of the army cannot be brought into play."

"You want to climb up the ranks, I understand that, and you want to gain military achievements, I know. But can you accomplish anything by acting recklessly? It’s already lenient not to punish you." Everyone bowed their heads, recalling the experiences of the recent days.

They had partaken in many large and small battles and had gradually adapted to the battlefield.

None of them were fools, and a fool couldn’t cultivate to such a degree, so they could figure things out.

But precisely because they could figure it out, they felt even more dejected. As much pride as they had had originally, they now felt an equal amount of shame. Of course, there were some who didn’t care, but they were after all in the minority.

News of the native army’s lecture reached Fang Jie swiftly. However, Fang Jie didn’t mind upon reading the message.

After all, he had brought them here just to provide a place for venting—not thinking that they didn’t want to join the battle. Similarly, being on the battlefield was also the best place to temper them.

Only by truly being on the battlefield would they comprehend what war really was.

What they had instigated on their side before was not war; it was outright a mindless steamroll.

Although the scale was large and the numbers many, it still didn’t change the essence of it not being a real war. There was no need for tactical formations; it sufficed to push forward blindly. That’s roughly what they did themselves on a daily basis.

Only in small-scale warfare would they be careful, but such battles wouldn’t require them to participate.