The Disadvantage is Mine

A certain world where yellow sand filled the sky.

A Righteous Lizardman warrior hurried into the cave. "Leader, the Sixth Squad encountered three unidentified Nuogua and has lost contact."

"The Ninth Squad has been confirmed wiped out."

"The Second Squad encountered sniper attacks from two Nuogua while eliminating the designated juvenile Nuogua. They have withdrawn and returned."

Xishi rose from beside Yaopu on the ground, the green light around him gradually fading. The brown irises in his oval eyes contracted slightly, and his gaze held both confusion and worry.

The Nuogua packs had become irritable and frenzied lately.

They had begun launching active, targeted attacks.

The Great Nuo's intelligence and mind were not poor.

In his maneuvers and clashes with the enemy, Xishi could clearly feel that the other side was growing. After suffering losses for a long time, it had caught up with his strategic rhythm.

The Righteous Lizardman Warriors roamed everywhere, hunting and feeding war with war, so the Great Nuo set up fixed defenses. The Nuogua had now begun using camouflage and ambushes, deliberately using juvenile Nuogua as bait to lure the Righteous Lizardman Warriors over and then ambush them.

Xishi's only solid advantage now was initiative.

Because the Righteous Lizardman race had completely transformed and survived through roaming hunts, they needed less living territory than the Nuogua, who had to slowly hatch their next generation.

The Trolls' joining had also given the Righteous Lizardman race a rear area for rest and buffer.

The Storm Tribe's attitude was very clear: they focused mainly on logistics and support, while the Lizard Warriors held the front lines.

That group of Sauce-Dipping Men who loved shouting were not as ignorant as they looked.

As the Righteous Lizardman Warriors continued their sorties and more and more foreign Warriors joined, the battlefront