My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1657

Currently, the orcs had an absolute advantage on the battlefield, and the best bet mankind had against them was the Ancestral Weapon.

Accurate reports of casualties came in one after another. Gardiner and the others looked increasingly grim.

However, at the same time, they also had a new understanding of the orcs' fighting prowess from that battle. Although in terms of individual strength, the orcs were easier to deal with than before, but when humans were unarmed. Their destructive power towards the orcs would be greatly reduced. If it had not been for the support and protection from the Ancestral Weapon, it was very likely that the orcs would have dominated the battlefield.

"Actually, we also do have some advantages."

Ranulfo said suddenly, "We are affected by the energy within the ancient battlefield, and so can the orcs. They have now occupied the high grounds, and they won't be giving it up, this means that they must keep their troops in the ancient battlefield, but us on the other hand, we can retreat and rest whenever we want."

"I'm thinking, since we can withdraw our troops completely, and they are still camped in there, can we just launch a nuclear strike at them?"

Someone pointed out.

"You tired of living?"

Raniero sneered, "The energy within the ancient battlefield is very complicated, and now it links both grounds. If you detonate the mixed up energy in the ancient battlefield, no one would want to witness the result of that, trust me. One-third of the world would be destroyed without the orcs even having to appear."

Sieve smiled wryly. "We had already thought of this, but it's impossible. The energy from this ancient battlefield has already affected our world. Haven't any of you noticed that our glaciers have begun melting? The energy from the ancient battlefield has already begun to leak out into the world. I'm sure that the instant we do something out of line, the energy from the ancient battlefield would be completely leaked, and that'll be the end for us."

"The only thing we can do for now is to hold off the orcs. Let's just keep waiting."

Ranulfo looked out of the tent. "Let's wait for his return."

His return... Everyone had their hopes pinned on that one person. If he could retrieve the ancestral weapon, the humans would be able to turn the tables, but no one knew when he would make his return, and no one would hurry him, because they all understood that everyone was working hard for the same goal at a time like this.

"Attention everyone, gather around!"

Gardiner stood up and put out his cigarette.

The men got into formation once again. With a wave of the flag, the battalion charged once more into the ancient battlefield. Piles of corpses lay within the fog, and blood flowed like streams.

Two days had gone by. Lives were lost with every passing second.

Meanwhile, in Van Xia, somewhere in the mountains.

Henry walked on the muddy road with a parcel on his back. The parcel on his back looked much more exaggerated than it used to. He had obviously gained several more ancestral weapons.

Henry travelled at a steady pace that had a certain rhythm to it, even his breathing was synchronised with every step he took.

A little girl knelt on the ground before him, kowtowing to him repeatedly.

"Uncle, I'm begging you. Please save my mom.

She is going to die."

The little girl was only about six or seven years old Her eyes were red and swollen from all of the crying, and her forehead that was usually bright and clear had already started to turn purple.