With Hubble's reply, the command headquarters sent back an answer before long.
"Hold the line at all costs. Failure is permitted."
Clearly, headquarters understood the exact situation on the front line.
They had not issued some heartless order.
Even if the position was ultimately lost, they would still acknowledge Hubble's contribution.
That was war. Failure did not mean there was no merit.
Buying time was immensely valuable as well.
Hubble let out a breath of relief. This greatly reduced the pressure on him.
When he returned to the frontline positions, the enemy had already launched another round of attacks.
Several veteran sergeants were directing the front line while flustered recruits fired under the guidance of the core troops.
As long as they survived, they would quickly become veterans too.
War was undoubtedly the fastest way to train soldiers, provided you lived through it.
"Sir Knight, how long did headquarters say it would be before reinforcements arrive?"
A veteran sergeant took the chance to ask. His expression was relaxed; clearly, he had seen this sort of scene many times.
The Great Xia Empire did not have large-scale wars, but that did not mean there was no fighting.
In fact, all kinds of small-scale battles never stopped.
These veteran sergeants had experienced too much to be shaken by it anymore.
Hubble did not hide the truth and stated it directly. "There will be no reinforcements for now. The enemy has launched large-scale infiltration operations. We need to hold out for as long as possible."
The veteran sergeant gave Hubble a complicated look, as if he had guessed something.
"Don't worry, this isn't a hopeless situation. And I'm willing to pay out of my own pocket. Win or lose... the families of those killed in action will receive five times the standard death