There was no need to guess that the Strange Giant Gorilla would be harder to deal with than the Strange Armored Elephant. Magic-armored Wizards mass-produced by Goring would probably struggle to inflict any effective damage; they would need true high-level Wizards.
Such beings, combined with the terrifying number of new strange creatures, were facing the Gray Parrot Enhanced Regiment, which had only three hundred men left. There truly seemed to be no hope at all—there was not even any urge to resist.
Because they were no longer on the same level of strength.
It was like using a wall to try to stop a tsunami. The only outcome would be to be smashed apart, swallowed up, and ultimately leave nothing behind.
The square-faced officer fell silent, sat down on the ground, and said softly, "The commander is right. The Gray Parrot Enhanced Regiment is truly dead. Dead beyond saving..."
At that moment, more and more people noticed the new army of strange creatures in the distant wilderness, and despair appeared on their faces.
Only the young communications soldier remained curled up in a corner, constantly operating the communications box, completely unaware of what was happening outside.
A few seconds later, the communications soldier picked up the handset and tried once again to contact the higher command. Suddenly, his eyes widened, his entire body shook, and he cried out excitedly as he searched for Goring. "Commander! Commander!"
"Commander! Commander!" The communications soldier rushed to Goring's side, shouting at the top of his lungs.
"What is it?" Goring glanced coldly at the communications soldier and asked.
"Reinforcements! It's reinforcements!" the communications soldier said, panting heavily. "They finally agreed! They agreed to send us support! Massive support!"
"Is that so? That really wasn't easy. But don't you think it's a little late?" Goring