For the next two hours, following Li Ce's arrangements, the aerial forces had all soldiers rest where they were, except for those assigned to surveillance duties.
If one were to ask who had been the most exhausted among the Allied forces these past two days, the answer would definitely be them.
Ever since discovering the main green-skin army, the aerial forces had been operating at nearly full intensity for the past two days, with hardly any chance to catch their breath.
After being put through so much over these two days, forget the Giant Eagle Knights—even the physically stronger Pegasus Knights were nearly unable to hold on. The scattered scraps of rest they got in between had made it impossible for them to properly recover.
The two hours Li Ce had given them allowed them to catch their breath properly, and their overall condition eased accordingly.
Meanwhile, on the green-skin army's side...
Perhaps the green-skins had no clear concept of minutes or hours, but after the aerial forces' constant harassment, they had at least developed a basic sense of how long fifteen minutes was.
Once they estimated that enough time had passed, they subconsciously tensed up, then glanced toward the sky, thinking, It should be coming soon.
Yet after waiting and waiting, nothing came.
This time, the green-skins' first reaction was not relief, but panic.
"WAAAAGH! What are they trying to pull now?"
An attack once every fifteen minutes had originally been a steady rhythm.
After figuring out the pattern, the green-skins only needed to keep an eye on the time. The rest of the time, they could rest without worry.
But now, that pattern had suddenly been broken.
The attacks that had once arrived at regular intervals had suddenly been injected with an element of unpredictability, making the green-skins