"Tell me, how exactly are we supposed to fight this battle?!"
On the fifth battlefield of the Wild Hunt Operation, Tortoise Marshal Gui Zhi, who was in charge of the defenses here, was practically roaring inside the central command tent.
On the surface, he appeared extremely anxious, but inwardly, he had long been overwhelmed by helplessness—he truly had no solution at all!
Although the Tortoise Army troops who had surrendered to the Huang Army had been coerced by force and driven into battle, the defenders on his side had even lower morale. The soldiers had no will to fight, and the generals had no desire for battle!
The news that Xuan Bai had led his entire army into surrender was like a massive hammer, ruthlessly smashing the last remnants of resistance in every soldier's heart.
As a result, their defensive lines were collapsing one after another.
Meanwhile, the crocodile forces and troops from their own battlefield that had originally attempted to outflank and reinforce them from both wings were like sheep walking into a tiger's jaws before the main Huang Army forces waiting in strict formation. As many as came were swallowed by the Huang Army elites stationed behind Xuan Bai's surrendered troops!
Looking out, the enormous formation advancing slowly forward was like a cold, merciless war machine that devoured all in its path!
"No! We absolutely cannot sit here and wait for death! If this continues, we won't merely lose—we'll be utterly crushed, leaving nothing but corpses behind!" Tortoise Marshal Gui Zhi of the fifth battlefield took a deep breath and decided to stop defending passively.
The method he chose to break the deadlock came as a surprise to many—negotiation!
Under his orders, the Tortoise Army's battle lines actively withdrew several hundred li, leaving a buffer zone for Xuan