Adding in the bandit raids in the surrounding areas and the large number of players assigned to protection, the manpower and resources Claudio had invested were enormous.
Claudio's players had long been grumbling about it. He knew how difficult it was to hold the area and had considered abandoning it, but when he thought of handing over such a vast region to others, he simply could not bear to do it.
Now that the war had gone on for some time, Claudio had finally seen the situation in the region clearly. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Fine. I'll have them withdraw. I'm giving up this region."
"That's great. Then we'll only need to defend Tom's, Stephen's, and Olma's three regions. The extra three million players can support other areas. You know how difficult it is to mobilize players," Matic said.
Mobilizing millions of players might have looked easy, but these players only participated because of shared interests. Organizing them was already difficult, and employing any tactics on the battlefield was even harder. If most of them had not been with the guild from the very beginning, Claudio's commanders would never have been able to manage it.
With a sigh, Claudio sent a message to Lindelof, the vice president commanding Bit Stronghold. "Have the entire army withdraw from Bit Stronghold and establish defenses along the line from Cloud Sea Stronghold to Bo Yue Stronghold."
"Great." Lindelof had been worrying about how they could not win, but then he asked, "Shouldn't I withdraw to Cloud Sea Stronghold and help Matic?"
Claudio gritted his teeth. "No. Stay in that line of territory. Since Sanyou Weimen and the others don't want me to have the Eight Nation Alliance territory, they shouldn't expect to enjoy it either. Send teams into the Eight Nation Alliance territory.