"Latest battle report:" The messenger got straight to the point. "The Wolf Fang Regiment is slaughtering zombies at a frenzied pace. They have already cleared out most of the zombies on the Anluo City battlefield. The total zombie death count has exceeded five hundred thousand, and three thousand five hundred people are advancing toward the depths of the valley at top speed. It appears they intend to rendezvous with Chu Han and the team."
Hearing this, many people failed to process it at first. Wang Chen in particular stood up and asked, "What do you mean? How many people does the Wolf Fang Regiment have?"
"Three thousand five hundred," the soldier answered.
What did three thousand five hundred mean?
Wang Chen froze. From the sound of it, there had been no casualties at all?
The others also exchanged looks. This seemed rather far from what they had expected.
Seeing everyone's reactions, the messenger reporting the battle suddenly realized he had not explained himself clearly. He quickly adopted an excited tone. "Right, I forgot to mention it! In dozens of battles against the zombies, the Wolf Fang Regiment achieved overwhelming victories without a single casualty. They have now completely gained the upper hand and forced the zombies into a corner. So their numbers are still the same as at the beginning—three thousand five hundred in total, excluding the team members!"
Crack, crack, crack!
Everyone's jaws practically hit the floor. It took them several full seconds to understand what the man in front of them was saying.
"They won?" Wang Chen was equally stunned, then suddenly asked, "No, wait. What about the alien species?!"
"That is the second battle report I was about to give." The messenger revealed an even more excited smile. "Major General Chu Han truly deserves his title as