Zhao Hao could clearly feel the opponent's targeting.

However, relying on his perfect strength at the Thousand Army level and the battle formation support of his soldiers, he was able to cope with it with ease.

But it was obviously impossible for him to keep charging like this.

Just like a chariot battle requires burning oil, a warrior battle also needs to consume gas, and at the same time, there is also a matter of physical strength that must be taken into consideration.

The prolongation of the battle consumed more and more Gang Qi in his body, and his physical strength began to gradually decline.

As the son of Zhao Pan, Zhao Hao is obviously a person who knows how to do things with his brain.

When there are still 20% to 30% of the Gangqi in the body, it is almost time to prepare to retreat.

Otherwise, when the Gang Qi in the body is exhausted, even a warrior who has reached the Thousand Army Realm may not be able to retreat unscathed when faced with the firepower of the Saxon side.

Leaving aside the fact that he failed to find the enemy commander, Zhao Hao was actually quite satisfied with his series of performances after entering the enemy camp.

He is definitely not a person who thinks things too beautifully.

Therefore, at the very beginning, he started his operation based on the premise that he could not find the enemy commander.

With this mentality, he continued to destroy the defense facilities on the opposite side, destroying tanks and chariots, but caused considerable losses to the Saxon side.

Many troops were disturbed by him.

This fierce battle lasted for nearly three hours, and finally came to an end with the Saxon side's defeat.

The defeated Admiral Lector, with his Saxon army, fled all the way towards the borders of Wanjie Civilization.

The pursuing troops did not pursue them for too long, or it could be said that they knew that this wave of pursuit would not yield results.

The martial arts troops headed by Zhao Hao have basically exhausted their strength, and each of the soldiers is also severely depleted of physical strength.

If pursuit is needed, this force will definitely not be able to provide combat power.

As for the northern orcs, they were already covered in blood after being beaten to this point, and their frenzied state was about to be lifted, so they were about to enter a terrible period of weakness.

As for the dwarf tank mecha legion and the goblin mecha legion, not to mention, of course, next, in the Winter Fortress, the engineers responsible for repairing the mechas and the members of the various logistics groups are probably going crazy.

He raised his head and glanced at the sky. At this moment, there were already flakes of snow falling again.

The clouds that had been blown away by the ice blade storm slowly gathered again, and the harsh weather in their northern territory was also very strong.

Letting out a breath of heat, Zhao Hao, after reuniting with other troops, left a few scouts from the White Fox clan behind and continued to stare at this area. Then he and other troops temporarily withdrew to the rear fortress, and then rested and resupplied.

During this period, the mages who had finished their work long ago felt much more comfortable after returning to the car.

Before, I felt extremely cold while sitting in the car, and the car heater was of no use at all.

And now, after getting back into the car after a trip, everyone's first reaction was...

"It's so warm~"

After that, several mid-level wind mages from the Royal Mage Group also took this opportunity to quickly ask Iverson about magic practice.

The opportunity to consult a high-level mage is very rare, how can you just let it go?

Among the twenty mid-level wind mages, there were human mages and wizards from their elves. Iverson was not stingy about this and directly shared some of his cultivation experiences.

At this moment, even Mia was listening with open ears, and then directly joined the topic.

In the field of wind magic, Iverson is the most accomplished among the civilizations of all worlds. It will be beneficial for these mid-level wind mages to listen more.

Even if they cannot become high-level mages, it can still deepen their understanding of some mid-level wind spells to a certain extent, thereby improving some strength.

Back at the camp, even though I had been mentally prepared for a long time, the moment I saw the scarred mechas coming in, the three tribes of engineers and soldiers from the human race, the dwarf race and the goblin race gathered together.

The logistics staff all have the urge to turn around and leave.

This workload cannot be accomplished by not sleeping for several days.

At the same time, first aid work was quickly carried out for the injured soldiers.

Many Holy Light priests from the state religion have already begun to use healing techniques to rescue the wounded.

And here, by the way, it is worth mentioning that here in the north, the state religion is surprisingly developing very well.

Not counting the Beishan area, after leaving the Beishan Fortress, the total population of the Bitter Cold Land is only 3.79 million, which is still a little short of 4 million.

But here, there are a total of 830,000 peripheral believers of the state religion!

Almost one out of every four people in the northern border is a peripheral believer of their state religion.

Moreover, these peripheral believers will produce a considerable amount of faith points for Luo Ji every year after winter begins.

But the reason is not that complicated.

Here in the North, after winter comes, there are constant snowstorms, and no one can go out. The entire Northern Territory is almost shut down in winter, and you can only stay at home.

When they really have nothing to do, those outside believers will naturally have time to pray.

For Luo Ji, it was a blessing in disguise.

Coming back to the topic, after all the mecha units were received, the logistics team members of each mecha were also a little troubled.

Just to deceive their pilot out of the mecha sauna would take a lot of effort.

"Brother, can you come out quickly?!"

At this time, the members of each logistics team will always fall into a state of sympathy.

"If you don't come out! You won't come out even if you die!"

"Then don't blame us..."

"Wait, wait! What do you want to do?!"

The next second, amidst countless wailing sounds, the closed hatches of the mechas slowly opened with a large amount of white steam ejected.

"Oh, hell! I want to protest! You are infringing on the rights of mecha pilots! I strongly demand that the function of forcibly opening the mecha hatch through remote operation through the system be removed!!"

"Yes! This feature must be removed!"

"That's right! This is inhumane! Who came up with it?!"

At this moment, countless goblin and dwarf pilots abandoned racial barriers and prejudices, and reached an unprecedented unity of will.

In response, the large group of logistics staff outside who were gearing up just walked up with smiles on their faces.

"You, what are you doing?! No, don't come over!!"
Chapter completed!