At this moment, the flying suits finally came above the grand number of the Hescos in the middle of my forces.
These Hescos did what they were ordered to do. They started killing, creating gaps in the middle of my forces. But without any offence from the outside to aid them, these efforts were pointless.
All the dead soldiers were replaced with others, the gaps they worked hard to create were all amended and closed by more forces coming from the central zone.
And while these Hescos were burning their fuel to make any difference, my flying suit's small lesion appeared.
When they came, I noticed the forces surrounding the Hescos retreating, creating a large gap between them and these Hescos.
While the Hescos tried to chase them, the suited people landed and started to fight.
The first wave of attack was some sort of rocket. They were smaller than the ones used by my rocket launchers, much smaller than the small rockets and missiles wielded by the air fighters.
When they appeared, they crossed the distance between them and the Hescos before fiercely landing over them.
The explosions they brought weren't as fierce or big as the attacks coming from the big guns. But they didn't pale in comparison.
The good news was that these explosions were much more like area-limited attacks. And that meant these attacks wouldn't touch or injure any of my forces nearby.
And when I thought these suits would act as distant rocket launchers, they started to show something new.
In fact, the suits started to split up among themselves. Few held their arms towards the surviving Hescos, and others got out wings from their backs.
Others waved their arms, and weapons started to appear from their suits. I saw swords, big war axes, spears, and even bows and arrows. They all came out smoothly like the suits were some sort of containers holding them.
The suits extending their arms at the Hescos launched some sort of light that moved and expanded to entrap all the Hescos in the region.
The Hescos got entrapped in different sized cubes in different lights. Try as they loved, the Hescos couldn't even shake off a single entrapment or even cause a single crack there.
Then the Hescos with weapons landed around these weird entrapments and started hitting the Hescos inside.
At first I feared their attacks would crush the imprisoning lights. But when I saw the attacks passing through these shields of light as if they weren't there, I got quite the relief.
Things didn't look that bad anymore. The attacks came and landed over the Hescos, cutting their bodies without much suspense before many started to die.
This was going on smoothly fast, making me realise these suits were in fact working in teams, just like the real Hescos did.
"That old man... He did a brilliant job," I said in praise while watching everything unfolding in front of me like I was watching an interesting show.
The fight wasn't that suspenseful, especially when the enemy lacked any way to fight back. Gradually I started to realise why the grand general sent ten thousand only. It was indeed enough to take down all these Hescos, and I didn't need to watch this part of the huge battle anymore.
If the Hescos didn't send anymore reinforcements, then the Hescos they sent would die within a few hours.
The Hescos tried to fight their way out, bringing more trouble to my forces. But with all their means, they couldn't bring enough damage or even come closer to the outside lines.
The Hescos selected a deep point of invasion when they planned their attack. That might be a good decision if their plan worked. Unfortunately for them, they were fighting me and a brilliant grand general out there.
As things turned this way, it seemed the grand general on the Hescos side decided to throw all in.
I saw a grand number of Hescos flying out, running on the ground, coming hot at my forces without any regard to any losses or something.
Their number was in millions, and I felt that they might have tens of millions coming towards here.
This was a really great number of forces to fight against. But it wasn't also a great threat to my forces out there. As long as my big guns kept roaring and sending hell over the heads of their enemies, nothing bad would happen.
But in the next few hours, I realised that I underestimate such a mighty race.
I thought this fight was going to be a lost cause the moment the invading Hescos got cleared up. The suit legion retreated back to the centre of this place, not pressing forward for more kills.
The frontline was having heated up battles. Even with the constant firing weapons out there, the huge number of Hescos made sure that many would eventually escape the tight net of my guns.
As they got near my forces, they resumed the killing again. This time, they were unhindered as most of the forces brought over there didn't have any cultivation bases.
So it was expected to see the toll of deaths of my forces rise up without any sign of slowing down.
I wasn't worried though. Losses in any war was inevitable. All I needed to do was to just accept these losses, and hope for my forces to crush their enemies in return.
I thought that the grand general there would return to deploy the suit legions. These were scary forces, able to wound and kill Hescos with great efficiency.
However, that didn't happen. The more time passed, the more puzzled I became.
"Why isn't he deploying these suits?" I felt something was amiss. But while I was thinking about sending an envoy over to this general, reminding him of this good card he should use, a grand change appeared.
And this time, this change brought much worry over my face. I saw the ground where these Hescos appeared from change. The holes expanded, and eventually merged together, ending up with a formation of a circular gulf in the middle of the ground.
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