On the walls of Icehoof Fortress, soldiers of the Iceborn race in chainmail and iron helmets formed a defensive line. The enemy had appeared too suddenly. The scouts' report had only just arrived, yet the enemy forces were already within sight. Their marching speed was truly terrifying.
"Hold the line! No one is allowed to retreat!"
Amid the chaotic battle, a Northern officer roared. There were three fortresses on the Wall of Atad, and Icehoof Fortress ranked in the middle overall.
Thanks to their successive victories on the front line, Icehoof Fortress had not seen the enemy for several years. The officer could not understand how the enemy had crossed the entire northern theater and reached the area before the Wall of Atad.
In reality, Su Xiao had not fought a single army along the way. With the bonus from the Warlord, the troops he commanded had one of the fastest marching speeds around. On top of that, Gray Orcs were famous for their stamina.
Their previous marching method had been for Baja to scout ahead while the main force behind him ran at full speed. Although the formation was a complete mess, they were fast enough.
Whenever there were enemy troops ahead, they immediately detoured in a C-shaped arc. Under no circumstances could they be held up by the enemy. Even sacrificing several thousand Gray Orcs to intercept them was essentially sending them to their deaths.
What should have been a war in which both sides charged at each other had been turned by Su Xiao into a marathon. The inspiration came from Bubu Wang's dream the previous night. After Bubu said he had run a marathon all night in his dream, Su Xiao had come up with this strategy.
The Orc warriors had transformed into long-distance running champions.