Dachuang's Northern Alliance Army did not stop because of this. Under Xu Xin's leadership, it continued onward, but deserters kept appearing along the way, and conflicts of all sizes constantly broke out. In just a few days, the force's numbers had plummeted to fifty thousand.
After three days of travel, the group arrived at their next destination at dawn: Wenbin Base.
Wenbin Base was one of the few medium-sized bases that had preserved its military strength intact. Its leader was Lieutenant General Sun Wenbin, also a fairly high-ranking New Human.
Exhausted by the constant troubles along the journey, Xu Xin stepped forward and met Sun Wenbin, who had long been waiting at the gate.
"Elder Xu! I've heard so much about you!" Sun Wenbin said excitedly as he stepped forward and extended his hand.
A trace of impatience flickered in Xu Xin's bloodshot eyes. After briefly shaking Sun Wenbin's hand, he said, "Let's skip the nonsense. Are the accommodations ready?"
Sun Wenbin looked somewhat awkward. "Elder, it's like this. Although Wenbin Base is a decent-sized medium base, we've taken in too many survivors over the past few years, and the base hasn't expanded. So the living quarters..."
"Hm?" Xu Xin immediately frowned. "The orders from Shangjing were issued days ago. Don't tell me you didn't prepare!"
"We did, we did," Sun Wenbin hurriedly said. "But no matter how we prepared, we couldn't clear out that much space. I can't exactly drive all those survivors out, can I?"
Xu Xin's gaze turned icy. "So what are you saying?"
"Here's the situation." Sun Wenbin rubbed his hands together. "There's definitely no room for one hundred thousand people. Our base only has enough vacant lodging space for thirty thousand. The conditions are somewhat basic—there are no houses, only a tent camp. Would that