After discussing and discussing, Xue Hua and Nelson couldn't think of a way to recover Midway with the manpower and material resources they had in their hands now.

Unable to do anything, Nelson had no choice but to spread all the existing power in his hands and distribute it on the roads leading from Midway to various parts of the Late Winter War Zone, cooperating with the professionals who had been summoned by the conscription order to intercept and delay the demonic forces that attacked other towns through these roads.

Xue Hua also sent Dehaka, who was the best at special operations in the insect swarm, and asked him to lead the elite Zerg team under his command to collect the "essence" of the demons to his heart's content.

Dehaca, who was already on the verge of being suffocated in the Leviathan, was stunned for a moment when he heard this order, and after reacting, he set off with his men without saying a word, as if he was afraid that Xue Hua would change his mind if he was a little slower.

Dhaka is a high-ranking combat commander, and his combat effectiveness has always been on a par with Zagara, the mother of the hive, and Stokoff, the commander of the First Fleet.

Moreover, compared to Stakov, who was accustomed to frontal assault and was adept at commanding fleets, Dhaka preferred covert ambushes and sneak attacks.

This has something to do with its primitive Zerg habits.

In nature, sneak attacks, ambushes, and traps are far more efficient and safer than head-to-head encounters with prey, and Dehaka, as the leader of a primitive race, is naturally very adept at this.

So it was most appropriate to leave this task to De Haka.

But even with Dhaka and his elite team of hunters, the siege of the demonic forces that have emerged from Midway is not a long-term solution.

Those guys are like filthy springs that never dry up, and they "la-la-la" from the three hell portals in Midway.

If you can't block the spring, it's useless to fill it in with multiple people.

So it's just a stopgap measure and a delay.

As for how long?

......

This is also a headache for Nelson and Xue Hua......

Four or five hours after the battle of Frostdale Town, the battle for Fort Winter's on the front line had officially begun.

Hordes of succubi began to use all sorts of tricks to try to penetrate the steely defenses of the walls and infiltrate the fortress to wreak havoc.

Occasionally, a group of professional guards patrolling the castle would mutiniate without warning, severing ties with the Covenant en masse and turning against their former comrades.

In such cases, unprepared guards often suffer heavy losses, and then endure their grief to kill the renegade guards.

Sometimes, guards in the more remote locations would be completely immobilized as if they had been magically succumbered, and could only watch the succubi walk past them as if no one was in a no-man's land—gouging out their hearts from behind.

In less than an hour of battle, the succubi's pervasive infiltration tactics and various tricks inflicted hundreds of casualties on the pros on the city walls.

But the series of defensive tactics that General Edwin had laid out before were also very effective.

The necromancer's undead minions always make the succubi's invasion attempts come to naught, and the shadow masters scattered throughout the walls provide the pros with first-hand information on where the succubi are infiltrating.

Soon, the first wave of succubi troops who tried to invade the fortress were successfully surrounded by traps laid by the professional legions, and a total of 500 succubi escaped only about 50.

None of the succubi managed to break through the castle defenses of Winter's Castle, and the two champion-level "maidens of hell" who led the invasion were also slaughtered by two legendary professionals.

The first battle was a small victory, but General Edwin's face not only did not show a trace of relaxation, but his brows were furrowed more and more tightly.

He had just received a report from the logistics officer in the city that the supply line for transporting various war readiness materials from the rear of the theater had now been cut off on a large scale.

With only the current scale of strategic material reserves in the city, I am afraid that it will not be able to sustain this large-scale battle at all.

The succubus army outside the city seems to be small in number, but among them is Setia, a powerful high-level legendary-level demon leader.

Demons of this level are powerful opponents in the Second World with destructive power far beyond that of ordinary legendary powerhouses.

Moreover, the Doomsday Hollow is still sending reinforcements to Setia's legions, and it is expected that when the demons launch an attack next time, there will be a large number of cannon fodder troops as a cover for the succubi's infiltration tactics to attack the fortress walls head-on.

By that time, the pressure on the city will increase exponentially, and the casualties of the various professional legions will probably skyrocket.

In this case, if there are more logistical problems, then the situation on the front line of the fortress will quickly get bogged down.

But Edwin also knows that the pressure on Nelson's side in the rear of the war zone is probably no less than that on his side.

The loss of Midway has resulted in a large number of demonic forces being able to directly bypass the walls of the front line and invade the heart of the war zone through portals.

And Fort Winter, which has concentrated most of the main battle corps, can't spare half of its energy to reinforce the rear, and the dilemma of lack of manpower may make Nelson feel a lot of headaches for a long time.

"Can you only hold on and wait for help......" Edwin silently glanced at the demon camp outside the city wall, and the expression on his face was as cold as ice and snow.

......

Just when the war zone in late winter was facing the dilemma that the first place could not take care of, far outside the second world, above the high heavens, the Council of Angris, composed of archangels, held a new round of meetings.

The meeting revolved around the issue of whether or not to agree to the Second World Death Fortress Theater to send the Angel Legion to reinforce the Late Winter Theater, and the final decision on the issue was still decided by vote.

The final result of the ballot was two votes to two plus one abstention.

The two archangels who voted against were Impris, the Angel of Valian, and Marcel, the Angel of Wisdom.

Their reasoning is that the Second World is a battlefield for humans, and although the Angel Legion stationed there is obliged to help humans defend fortresses, they are not obligated to help humans wipe the butt of such tactical mistakes.

The two archangels who voted in favor were Oriel, the Angel of Hope, and Tyrell, the Angel of Justice.

Their reason is that humans have also sent reinforcements to help the Angel Legion regain control of the eternal battlefield before, and this time humans have asked Heaven for help as allies, if they refuse, it will be very damaging and unreasonable, and it will also damage Heaven's image and prestige in the eyes of humans, which will have a very negative impact on more cooperation in the future.

The Archangel of Fate, Yseriel, abstained from voting, but did not explain why.

To be precise, the mysterious archangel did not participate in this voting session of the Anglis Council at all.

The two archangels who were in favor and the other two who were against were at the meeting, and in the end, because they could not convince each other, the vote of the meeting was declared invalid, and the meeting will be reconvened at a later date.

After the meeting, Archangel Oriel prepares to leave the Silver Hall, but is stopped by Imprith and Marcel at the door.

The two archangels aggressively questioned the Archangel of Hope why she didn't do what they asked her to do in a previous incident.

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