What was going on?
What had happened?
The enemy had clearly won and was advancing rapidly. Why had they suddenly heard a certain voice and then chosen to retreat without hesitation?
In particular, the term "Father of New Phyrexia" made the Archangels and Hell Lords feel an indescribably crushing pressure.
Because they suddenly realized that these Greenskins had most likely not stumbled into their world by accident, but were controlled and commanded by some powerful existence beyond the universe.
Under normal circumstances, when the enemy began retreating, the other side should naturally give chase.
After all, no matter how disciplined and well-organized an army was, receiving a sudden retreat order would inevitably create a certain degree of confusion and disorder.
What was more, these Compleated Orks had always been a chaotic mess, rampaging like a locust swarm as they freely vented their inner thirst for war and battle.
As for discipline and organization...
Sorry, us Greenskins ain't interested in playing with that boring stuff.
So launching a counterattack at a time like this would most likely yield considerable gains. They might even cut down the enemy's living forces in droves and shatter their previously soaring morale.
Yet neither the Angels of the High Heavens nor the Demons of the Burning Hells had the slightest intention of counterattacking.
The reason was simple. After fighting the Compleated Orcs for so long, they already knew these creatures' minds and mental states were completely abnormal. The more brutal and meat-grinder-like the war, the more excited, fanatical, and happy they became.
Therefore, no defeat or loss would have the slightest effect on the enemy's morale. On the contrary, it might backfire and make the retreating army turn around and come back to beat the living hell out of them.
Furthermore, due to their revolting fungal