People with brains who enjoyed playing strategy games always lacked a bit of bloodlust when it came time to fight for their lives. They simply could not bring themselves to make that decision.
Hei Ji was a typical example.
He was constantly weighing the pros and cons in his mind. Once he felt the gains here were too small, then even if the forces on the field could still fight, he no longer wanted to continue.
Of course, this idea could not fundamentally be called wrong. It was simply a different way of thinking.
With the retreat signal given, the Orc army on the field began pulling back.
Wei Qing, having confirmed this, did not let them off easily.
They had finally seized an opportunity, so naturally they had to widen their gains.
At this point, the Dwarf Gyrocopters, having emptied their ammunition and fuel, had already flown back to the rear lines, completed a round of resupply, and taken off again.
With the Orc army retreating, this was precisely the time for them to bomb the living daylights out of the enemy.
At that moment, a string of bombs was dropped from the sky. While killing large numbers of orcs, they also enraged many more. Quite a few roared and tried to turn back for a fight to the death, only to run straight into the gun barrels that had been waiting behind them.
From the Lei Ming Rifles to the Hand-Crank Heavy Machine Guns, the firepower pouring from one pitch-black muzzle after another quickly drowned them out. In a single clash, it shattered the Orcs' attempt at a counterattack.
To avoid continued pursuit, the Orc army had no choice but to scatter like birds and beasts, breaking into smaller groups and fleeing into the wilderness.
During this time,