Hold Fast

Huo Ling arrived at his central command headquarters.

"My lord!"

The commanders and staff officers inside the headquarters all saluted.

Huo Ling walked up to the sand table, continuously enlarging the terrain, then asked Ren Jingchen beside him, "What is the situation now?"

"My lord, our pursuit of the enemy has yielded abundant results. Only a small portion of the Shortblade Clan has escaped; most were killed in battle, while a small number were captured."

Ren Jingchen reported the compiled intelligence.

Huo Ling studied it quietly for a while, then pointed to a spot on the magical sand table and said:

"Bring up the Goblin War Division. Have the Undead War Division assist their advance. The Goblin War Division will occupy this area and take all the orc tribes within it."

The map of the Chaos Lands on the magical sand table was very clear, but once it extended deeper into orc territory, it became far rougher.

These maps had been gathered by scouts dispatched from Plains City before the war began.

Ren Jingchen looked at the point Huo Ling had indicated. It lay within the Shortblade Clan's territory. If they pushed all the way there, they would swallow at least one-third of the Shortblade Clan's lands.

Ren Jingchen said, "As you command! I'll make the arrangements at once!"

Huo Ling nodded. "Go. Those surrendered Sanctuary servants will follow your orders. I'll assign you some Sanctuary undead as well. Take these lands as quickly as possible!"

"Yes!"

Before long, the army moved out again.

The Goblin War Division, which had not been suited for fighting on battlefields with voodoo shamans, was once more brought forward and marched into Shortblade Clan territory.

Because the Shortblade Clan had launched a massive mobilization, the elite forces of all subordinate tribes had been completely