"What else can we do? Retreat!"
The God of Gale was not as reluctant to part as the God of War had been. After all, the God of War was a lesson right before his eyes.
That fellow had clearly known defeat was certain, yet he had still wanted to hold out a few more days. In the end, that had led to the roof being torn down by his subordinates for firewood, inviting Nalant's Lightning attack.
Though here in Shell Iron City, they did not need to worry about their subordinates walking off with the wooden shed roofs.
But once his subordinates were so thirsty they could no longer walk...
If Nalant were to ambush them on the road, would that not bring heavy losses all the same?
"Yes, Lord God!"
Though he was also gnashing his teeth, after hearing his god's words, the Gale Legion commander still let out a breath of relief at the same time.
Because they truly could not hold Shell Iron City anymore.
In weather this scorching, never mind going without water for three to five days—even one or two days would probably leave plenty of people fainting under the sun.
After leaving the residence where the God of Gale was staying, the Gale Legion commander immediately issued the order to retreat to the entire army.
Once the order was given, not a single soldier in the legion felt stifled or defeated.
All they had was delight and anticipation.
After all, it was still the same saying: thirst was a pain even harder to endure than hunger.
"My lord, the Gale Legion has begun retreating!"
And the Gale Legion's movements were quickly caught by Nalant. After learning that the God of Gale had been this decisive, Nalant was somewhat surprised too.
"I didn't expect