There was another unexpected bonus to attacking Gundabad that An Yang had not anticipated: besides Orcs and Worgs, quite a few trolls, ogres, and even that earth snake were still here. These creatures, all larger than Worgs, could undoubtedly provide the Broodmother with richer nourishment. In the process of killing them, only a few Killer Bugs had died.
At most, the earth snake, which could break through the soil, had bitten down on an Armored Giant Insect, severely injuring it. However, it had not died on the spot.
An Yang's divine avatar slowly approached the Broodmother. The ugly giant insect queen was still waiting in front of the nest, while several Killer Bugs lay trembling on the ground around it. The Broodmother itself looked somewhat listless, its body covered in wrinkles like a balloon that had been inflated and then deflated.
It seemed that squeezing it so hard these past few days had taken a severe toll. If it suffered this kind of external interference a few more times, the Broodmother would probably be ruined completely.
An Yang shook his head. After counting these last few Killer Bugs, he had finally determined the current number of giant insects—
One thousand three hundred and seventy-two!
This included Killer Bugs, Ambushers, Acid Meat Worms, Armored Giant Insects, Flying Mantises, and Marching Giant Ants. In this cold-weapon era, where armies did not need such a comprehensive range of troops, this was enough to form a complete army.
This number was not small. It was the result of the Broodmother's rushed production over the past few days, with its listlessness as the price.
If they were distributed among the major powers of Middle-earth, a country like Rivendell or Gondor could receive more than a hundred giant insects. More than a hundred giant insects would