The Abominations' perfectly coordinated counterattack immediately forced the battle line back again. Duan Jiangwei promptly had some of the New Humans temporarily fall back, slowly stabilizing the line at a fixed point.
Meanwhile, the covert transfer operation had already reached the third regiment, and the fourth regiment's people were soon making preparations.
"Two more rounds. I'll cover the retreat from here at the end," Jin Yangbiao ordered, his tone brooking no argument.
Duan Jiangwei nodded. He knew that saying anything more at this point would be pointless. Once the supreme commander made a decision on the battlefield, no one could defy it.
The first half of the second night passed in a tug-of-war as the battle line continuously shifted back and forth. Low-level Abominations charged forward one after another, dying at the hands of the New Humans. Piles of corpses had risen across the ground, and the sour stench of Abomination blood filled the air.
Yet amid this seemingly endless slaughter, the number of low-level Abominations steadily dwindled, making the high-level Abomination units waiting anxiously in the rear increasingly eager to enter the battlefield.
"Our casualty figures?" Jin Yangbiao asked as the battle entered its latter half.
The adjutant beside him immediately replied, "Within projected limits."
Jin Yangbiao nodded, not daring to relax his thoughts for even a moment. "Transfer status?"
"All four regiments have been fully transferred. The Duan Regiment's civilian contingent is currently moving, while the Tianyang Regiment's civilian contingent is preparing to depart."
Jin Yangbiao looked toward the battlefield ahead, where friend and foe had become impossible to distinguish, and ordered, "Tianyang Regiment's New Human unit, move forward. Duan Regiment's New Human unit, fall back and leave immediately with the main force!"
"Yes!"
Everyone followed the order. Before long, the Duan Regiment's New Humans on the front