The Severed Supply Line! What? You Don't Have an Unbreakable Defense? Then You're Done for!

"'Hungry Bird' operation report!"

At nine the next morning, at the command post in Shadow Valley, the veteran of the Qing army—still covered in the smoke of battle—reported to Old Qin. The old man looked exhausted, which was only natural. He hadn't rested in a day and a night.

Even with the sleep function in their gaming helmets, ordinary sleep wasn't enough to ease the mental pressure and exhaustion.

Old Qin sat in his chair, holding a cup of hot tea. His beloved chainsword rested at his feet. Judging by the dried blood on the blade, the old man, old in years but young at heart, had definitely slipped out to the battlefield beyond the valley last night and "had some fun" between command duties.

Last night's battle in Shadow Valley had been brief but intense. After the Hunt Chosen suffered an unexpected defeat and retreated, the gnolls hadn't put up much of a fight before withdrawing from the planned battlefield. The defenders of Shadow Valley didn't pursue them. After winning their first engagement, they left some men to guard the perimeter and retreated into the valley with the rest.

Old Qin had only managed to notch two kills near the end of the battle. As he put it, he needed to stretch his limbs to ward off senile dementia.

"Go ahead."

He took a sip of tea and rubbed his temple as he looked at his adjutant.

The veteran of the Qing army opened the Adventurer's Assistant on his arm and pulled up the summary statistics.

"The enemy supply convoy was destroyed, and three nearby gnoll outposts were wiped out. We relaid the minefield before leaving. We carried out four ambushes from the tunnels last night, and all four succeeded!

"Even with the advantage of favorable terrain, we still