Lucina was a wise general. She quickly recovered from her shock and turned her thoughts in another direction.
Faced with the fleeing Orc troops, she did not pursue them to the bitter end. Instead, she followed close behind, constantly giving chase. Whenever the Orc troops prepared to stop and eat or rest, she had the long-range "technology troops" launch Mana Bombs after them, pursuing and harassing them without pause...
Any creature could be driven to desperate measures. She understood that very well. But if they were given some room, they would surely choose to flee from the terrifying Mana Bombs, fleeing as far away as possible.
During this game of cat and mouse, the Orc soldiers would gradually become more exhausted, worn down both mentally and physically. That would be the time to strike!
Over the next few days, Lucina chased those enemies every day, denying them rest, destroying every stronghold, and seizing every supply point... In this contest of endurance, the Dawn Kingdom had been invincible from the very beginning.
How could the Orc legions, living every day in terror and unable to even eat a proper meal, possibly hold on?
Whenever they wanted to rest or eat, the Dawnfolk bombarded them. Yet the Dawnfolk could take shifts to rest and sleep!
In just three days, the Orc legions underwent enormous changes.
The Orc legions that had once regarded this land and its inhabitants as their own property began looting village after village!
Those Orc nobles who claimed to be guardians of the land became hungry wolves, became frenzied bandits.
They wore armor, but they were no longer soldiers. Their eyes were bloodshot and their faces savage. Like wolf packs in winter, they charged into one village after another with wild cries, slaughtering countless members of their own kind.