So when the third clash ended, the situation looked stable for my monsters and warriors. This time not too many got beaten up and the shields and protective gears all over the monsters managed to withstand the attack.
Then when the fourth attack came, the situation got even better on both sides. The ground warriors moved like an unstoppable avalanche, cleaving their path through their foes with weapons, carving a long path of blood and gore.
The dead bodies were scattered on the sides, while the warriors kept pushing the safe zones much further. In less than one hour, the entire circular hole was layered with another circular safe zone that the Hescos couldn't breach.
And during this hour, more monsters got modified, carried tons of warriors and headed towards the other world.
As there were still many still waiting outside the portal to enter that other world, many monsters passed freely without any warriors on their backs. They went to the central zone and started loading warriors and forces, sending them over the inner hole.
This addition made the situation in the zone between the two holes stabilise. All I needed now to just wait and my forces would surely secure this win no matter what.
"Trying to sneak your way again in the middle of my forces? That might have worked before, but now my capable grand general out there won't fall for the same trick again, idiots!"
I laughed when I saw new waves of Hescos coming out from the innermost circular hole. The leaders of the Hescos knew the main source of trouble came from the central zone.
After ten hours, all the hostile forces in the central zone were cleared. The forces there were waiting in lines, boarding the incoming empty monsters and were moved to either battlefields up front.
So trying to send more Hescos in the central zone was the only means these leaders got to stop the unstoppable momentum of my forces.
And as this momentum was destined to be unstoppable, when the new Hescos emerged, they were shocked to see many forces lying in wait for them on the edges of the inner hole.
The Hescos didn't last for long before they got killed and exterminated by my forces. In return, my forces didn't lose much. After all these Hescos didn't have time to build up their forces.
The attack was fierce and quite thundering from my forces. Seeing this made me grin in satisfaction. "That grand general is as sly as he is good," I laughed while watching the Hescos sending their forces out there to die.
The central battlefield was like an unshakable mountain in the face of the raindrops brought up by the Hescos. The middle battlefield was now under control. And the outer battlefield was getting better with each passing hour.
Right now there were millions of flying monsters armed with deadly weapons on their backs fighting against Hescos. The aerial battle turned into a hopeless situation for the Hescos, but their leaders would never dare to abandon this.
If the aerial fight got concluded to my monsters and warriors on their backs, then the ground forces would be annihilated without any suspense.
The fate of the entire battlefield turned over the shoulders of my flying legions fighting theirs. Even if the Hescos were losing too much in this aerial battle, they didn't dare stop sending reinforcements to it.
More Hescos flew over from the outer region, and many more were getting killed during the time. What would turn any Hescos desperate was the fact that my monsters weren't this easily killed.
Those folks from the research department did a brilliant job without doubt. Seeing such magical results in the other world made me smile.
The effort I exerted to have such a department running in my kingdom was worth every single speck of sweat I experienced while forming this department.
I looked at my old and forsaken human weapons and felt prideful from this. Without these weapons, without being stubborn in turning these useless weapons into apocalypse friendly ones, such a result I was seeing right now wouldn't exist.
I took the risk, made a crazy bet, and now it was time for me to harvest the fruits of my impossible gamble.
I recall all the times when many trials failed, many experiments went south or didn't yield the expected results. I remembered the first time I thought about this, and my decision back then to go all the way north and look for the MIT guys and try to secure them to serve me.
My attempts to go there, my battles, my crazy fight to secure Boston and its surroundings, my dealings with the big names in the arm corporation world before the apocalypse, the failed trials to make a sort of energy that could be used in the apocalypse, the joy over the faces of the youngsters when they managed to make a half-successful product, trying to secure talents from outer universe, getting old Gan and others, the tries that followed after to change the human weapons, the pride in their little success in changing the rocket launchers despite lacking enough firepower, the movement of the department to the second Earth world, the movement of the entire department again into the underground world of the pocket world, ending up by the amazing results I now had.
It was a long path! Too long to even remember each and every detail of it.
But it was worth it!
Seeing this amazing result made me laugh in pride and happiness. See this, mighty Hescos? See the fruits of my patience and long sighted vision? These were all my ideas, plans, and machination.
As a father proud of his sons' success in exams, coming on top of the entire class, I felt the same.
I turned around, and the sight of millions of flying monsters in different sizes and shapes felt my heart with more happiness.
This is what one would call an OP presence. Hescos the first race in the universe? Who said they weren't beatable?!
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