A Brief Respite

Soon, the Logistics Regiment finished clearing the battlefield, and the entire camp was relocated into the canyon. The warriors had won victory with their blood and sweat, and the entire camp's morale soared to unprecedented heights because of this victory. Everyone wore smiles, even the infantry and cavalry who had been stern and unsmiling when they first arrived were now discussing the previous battle amongst themselves, sharing the exciting and thrilling moments from the fight.

With the battlefield cleared, the main task of the Logistics Regiment was completed, but the work did not stop. The commanders knew there were many things to do next. They quickly assigned new tasks, with some continuing to reinforce the defenses to ensure the frontline was strong and reliable, while others were sent to the other side of the canyon to continue collecting giant stones for the catapults.

Ange and his companions were assigned to the team collecting giant stones. They passed through the camp and entered the other side of the canyon, beginning to search for suitable stones among the rocks. These giant stones had played a huge role in the last battle, and they knew that these projectiles for the catapults would become important weapons in their upcoming battles.

While collecting the giant stones, Ange deeply felt the great responsibility on his shoulders. He looked at his companions around him, all working together seamlessly, moving the giant stones to the designated positions. Despite the arduous task, everyone was full of energy, as if the joy of victory had given them endless strength.

Meanwhile, within the camp, other members of the Logistics Regiment, along with the infantry and cavalry, continued to reinforce the defenses. Under the commanders' guidance, they set up more traps and obstacles, ensuring that any enemy attempting to break through would pay a heavy price. As the fortifications were continuously improved, the entire camp became more solid, and its defensive strength greatly increased.

As evening approached and the sky darkened, Ange and the team collecting giant stones returned to the camp. They looked at the sturdy defenses and felt a sense of security they had never experienced before. Campfires lit up the night sky, and soldiers sat around them, sharing the results of their day's work and their plans for future battles.

In the command tent, the commanders continued to discuss the deployment for the upcoming battles. Meredith summarized the lessons learned from the previous victory and emphasized the importance of the defenses. He encouraged everyone to maintain high morale and continue strengthening their training to deal with the Foul Spirits' subsequent attacks.

Count Hugh Pierre, on the other hand, explained in detail how to effectively defend using the existing fortifications and how to better utilize catapults and other weapons for counterattacks.

Meredith and Hugh exchanged a look. Meredith told the army officers present, "Our temporary mission is complete. We will now hold this canyon and await further orders from the Duchy and the military headquarters."

Hugh added, "Holding our ground doesn't mean we won't take the initiative. Using this as a base, we must send out cavalry to sweep the area and ensure there are no Foul Spirits around."

Upon receiving the orders from the two supreme commanders, the other officers returned to carry out their task deployments.

The night passed with the entire camp in a state of tense order.

The next day, the battlefield statistics were released. In the last battle against the Foul Spirits, the infantry and cavalry regiments had killed over 3,500 Foul Spirits, achieving a significant victory. The infantry's brave performance was highly praised. Meredith publicly announced that everyone's merits had been meticulously recorded and sent to the military headquarters and the Duchy for future commendations.

At the same time, the four commanders of the Logistics Regiment were also awarded for their outstanding performance. Meredith specifically commended the Logistics Regiment for their hard work and cooperation, stating that it was their efforts that led to the smooth progress of the battle and such a major victory. To reward the Logistics Regiment's contribution, it was decided to immediately issue rewards, with each person receiving 50 Silver Wack, equivalent to a year's salary. Those in the Logistics Regiment responsible for the catapults during the battle each received an additional 50 Silver Wack.

Ange, who had been responsible for assembling ammunition for the catapults during the battle, unexpectedly received this extra reward. He looked at the Silver Wack in his hand, filled with surprise. In Ange's memory, the Logistics Regiment had never been rewarded before. However, these rewards made him feel that his efforts were rightfully being compensated.

The entire camp was filled with a celebratory atmosphere, and soldiers congratulated each other, sharing the joy of victory and the happiness of receiving rewards. During their rest, Ange and his companions gathered to discuss their upcoming tasks and future battles.

The Foul Spirit leader Dawuyura led his remnants back to the Kewenhua Grand Plains, which was the Foul Spirits' gathering place. Dawuyura had led nearly 10,000 Foul Spirit troops this time, but lost nearly half his forces in the mountain and canyon battles. Now, he could only retreat shamefully to the gathering place, his heart filled with anxiety and fear.

The Foul Spirit camp on the Kewenhua Grand Plains was gloomy and oppressive. Dawuyura slowly entered the camp with his exhausted remnants. The Foul Spirits around them looked at them with contempt and mockery. Dawuyura lowered his head, trying to avoid their stinging gazes, vaguely knowing that his failure this time would surely result in severe punishment.

Entering the command center in the center of the camp, Dawuyura met his superior, Grumka, a tall Foul Spirit general with four arms and fierce eyes. Grumka stood in the center of the command center, staring coldly at Dawuyura, his eyes full of rage.

"Dawuyura, you've returned with half your troops!" Grumka's voice thundered like lightning, shaking the entire command center. "You actually let those lowly humans defeat our elite troops!"

Dawuyura knelt on the ground, trembling as he replied, "General, the enemy was extremely cunning. They used fire and poison, catching our troops off guard. We did our best to resist, but ultimately could not reverse the situation."

Grumka's expression grew even more somber. "Did your best to resist? This is simply a disgrace! Now, our forces have suffered heavy losses, morale is low, and the human defenses are becoming stronger. Do you know what this means? It means we will be at a significant disadvantage in the upcoming battles!"

Dawuyura dared not say another word, his heart filled with fear for the future. He knew that his failure had not only put him in a difficult position but also presented the entire Foul Spirit army with greater challenges and dangers.

Grumka looked at him coldly, then turned to his adjutant and ordered, "Immediately summon all troops and reorganize Dawuyura's remnants. We must quickly restore our combat effectiveness. At the same time, send out reconnaissance teams to closely monitor the humans' movements. We must not make the same mistake again."

The adjutant immediately obeyed and left. The entire camp once again fell into a state of tense preparation. Dawuyura slowly stood up, feeling weak all over. He knew that the upcoming battle would be even more difficult, and he had to use practical actions to redeem this failure.

In the following days, the Foul Spirit army began a tense reorganization. Dawuyura was reassigned to another post. He understood that only by bathing humans in blood could he regain the trust of Grumka and other Foul Spirit generals.

The atmosphere on the Kewenhua Grand Plains became increasingly tense, with every Foul Spirit preparing for the next war. Dawuyura secretly vowed that this time he would not let the humans succeed so easily and would avenge his previous failure.

Two-armed Foul Spirits are Level 1 existences among Foul Spirits, comparable to Level 1 Warriors and Level 1 Mages among humans. However, human Level 1 Warriors are not a match for Level 1 Foul Spirits. In a one-on-one situation, a Level 1 Foul Spirit can easily handle a Level 1 Warrior. They not only possess immense strength and astonishing endurance but also possess high combat skills, which often leave human warriors feeling powerless when facing them.

Level 1 Foul Spirits are an overwhelming presence in close combat against human mages. While mages possess powerful magical attack capabilities, their physical condition is far inferior to that of warriors. Most mages focus more on improving their magical skills and neglect the training of their bodies. As a result, many mages are physically weak and lack the necessary close-combat defense capabilities.

In battle, Level 1 Foul Spirits often exploit this by using high-speed close-range assaults to break through a mage's defenses. Before the mage can fully unleash their magic, the Foul Spirit can quickly close in and end the battle with a fatal attack. Although mages can damage Foul Spirits with long-range magical attacks, once the Foul Spirit gets close, the mage is almost defenseless.

The threat posed by Level 1 Foul Spirits makes them like mobile fortresses on the battlefield, capable of not only easily defeating human Level 1 Warriors but also quickly eliminating mages. This consistently puts humans at a disadvantage in their war against the Foul Spirits.

Four-armed Foul Spirits are equivalent to human Level 2, and Foul Spirits with four arms and sharp horns on their heads are equivalent to human Level 3.

Among the soldiers of the cavalry and infantry regiments, some are warriors at the peak of the Senior Squire level. Each of them is clad in standard Duchy enchanted armor, which is not only sturdy and durable but also enhances the warriors' strength. Senior Squires wearing this enchanted armor have combat power equivalent to that of a Level 1 Warrior. This equipment makes them perform exceptionally well on the battlefield.

Of course, there are also many complete Level 1 Warriors in the army. These warriors are at the peak in terms of strength, skill, and endurance, displaying astonishing combat power in battle. In previous battles, some peak Senior Squires successfully broke through under extreme pressure and combat stimulation, advancing to become true Level 1 Warriors. These newly promoted Level 1 Warriors have undoubtedly enhanced the army's overall combat effectiveness, giving them a greater advantage in their confrontation with the Foul Spirits.

These Senior Squires who have been promoted to Level 1 Warriors, with their new strength and higher combat skills, have displayed extraordinary bravery on the battlefield. Their breakthroughs have not only inspired other soldiers but also boosted the morale of the entire army.

Overall, the warriors of the cavalry and infantry regiments not only rely on their powerful individual strength and excellent equipment but also maintain strong combat power in the face of the Foul Spirit threat through continuous training and accumulation of combat experience. The existence of these warriors provides a solid guarantee for the Duchy's victory.