Chapter 2732

Yan Valley Fortress, inside the restricted area toward the back.

This was where Yan Valley Fortress used to store supplies. Ordinary soldiers were not allowed to enter this place. Anyone found trespassing here would be killed without mercy.

At this time, Yan Valley Fortress had been captured, and nearly 10,000 orc soldiers were guarding here. A burnt smell permeated the air. When the elf garrison inside the fortress faced a desperate situation, they had tried to burn these supplies, but were stopped in time by the orc soldiers who attacked.

The buildings used by the Elf tribe to store food were wooden buildings that were over thirty meters high and rectangular in their entirety.

These buildings were like rectangular building blocks standing on the ground, arranged very neatly. Because the Elf tribe intended to station troops here for a long time, the amount of food they stored could be imagined.

The Aier Great Forest actually didn't produce much food, but their ally, the Duoyin Empire, could produce a large amount of grain. Through trade, these grains first went to the Aier Great Forest, and then to the front-line war zone. In contrast, the Elf tribe had to pay various gemstones, which were things the Aier Great Forest produced in abundance.

These gemstones were not decorations, but necessities for constructing spell formations. As the monopoly party of spell formations, the Duoyin Empire was naturally willing to pay food to obtain gemstone resources from the Elf tribe.

With a crack, wood chips splashed everywhere. Washinoki Washinoki Jishi of Gray Orcs worked together to pry open the granary, and square blocks, each one meter in length, width, and height, rolled out from the granary.

This square-shaped food packaging was a major feature of Duoyin. This was using spell formations to seal the grain to facilitate transportation and storage.

Don't look at the small volume of these spell-sealed packages, but each one weighed 3,000 Gelang (1 Gelang = 0.69 jin), which meant that one portion of food sealed by spell formations was 2,070 jin, about 1 ton.

Su Xiao tentatively set one portion of spell-sealed food as one unit.

Looking at the food rolling down in front, Su Xiao began to ponder the amount of food needed by the Chaos Legion. Now the Chaos Legion's soldiers + civilians totaled 7.55 million people. Taking the average value, assuming each person consumed 3 jin of food per day, that was 11,325 tons of food consumption per day.

11,325 tons was just the daily food consumption of the Chaos Legion. This amount of consumption was not exaggerated; the Gray Orcs and the Snake tribe had quite an appetite even when they were young.

The good news was that the Ancient Tree tribe did not consume food; they maintained their body needs by absorbing nutrients from the ground. The demons were even more energy-efficient; they just needed to absorb the soul energy scattered on the battlefield.

Through Baja's statistics, Su Xiao obtained a most complete material list. The spoils were as follows.

Grain-type food: 41,620 units (1 unit = 1 ton).

Dried meat: 11,500 units (easy to store).

Dried fruit: 300 units.

Alcohol: 50 units.

Weapons, armor, etc.: 36,260 pieces.

The captured food seemed not much, only enough for the total population of the Chaos Legion to eat for about three days, but in fact, this was not the case.

The consumption Su Xiao calculated was 3 jin of grain per person per day, while the current Chaos Legion was maintaining a state of not starving to death.

According to the old snake man's statistics, the current total food reserve of the Chaos Legion, including what was in the hands of the civilians, was only about 60,000 tons. The previous claim of lasting a month was calculated according to the degree of not starving to death, the kind where they only ate a meal every few days.

The gap between rich and poor was particularly evident at this time. The supplies of just one fortress of the Elf tribe were almost catching up to the total reserves of the Chaos Legion.

And the Elf tribe had also prepared a large amount of meat, dried fruit, etc., which were all specialties of the Aier Great Forest. They even brought alcohol, which showed their posture of certain victory.

In the eyes of the Six-Race Alliance, they only needed to hold onto each fortress and trap the Chaos Legion to death in the western region, and victory was only a matter of time.

The facts were indeed so. The Chaos Legion located in the North could not even retreat. Washinoki Washinoki Jishi of kilometers behind Chimney Mountain was a large natural magma lake. No, that place could already be called a magma sea.

The western part of the continent was a very strange place. Chimney Mountain was clearly not too far from the magma sea, but the snow around Chimney Mountain did not melt all year round, and the temperature did not have any obvious fluctuations.

Because there were no transportation tools, the obtained food could only be carried by orc soldiers, and the War Treants played a huge role at this time. The orc soldiers tied bundles of dried meat onto the War Treants.

After taking all the supplies at the fastest speed, Su Xiao ordered the whole army to turn back and march at full speed toward Black Melt City, so as not to encounter enemy troops along the way.

"If the War Demon escapes, who do you say will bear the responsibility? The already dead Soldier Captain Jiaba, or Yifendi Jiduoer?"

Su Xiao had just arrived at the edge of the war zone when Baja detected that a large number of enemy troops were swarming from the rear, with a number close to one million.

Under the bonus of the War Lord, their own marching speed was very fast, even with a large amount of supplies, it was still the same.

One hour later, the orc unit led by Su Xiao successfully returned to their own territory. The large enemy army pursuing from the rear stopped. Looking at the momentum, they were prepared to station here.

The sky was still overcast with clouds. Marching rapidly all the way, the orc army stepped on the half-melted snow, and Black Melt City appeared in front.

The city gates were wide open, and the orc army entered the city in a mighty force. Before long, both sides of the street, and even the rooftops, were full of civilians.

The old snake man took over the supplies. Grain-type food, armor, and weapons were all things Su Xiao didn't need. Although the Elf tribe's weapons were not bad, they were generally too light, and the armor didn't fit the Gray Orcs. These all needed to be melted and forged, and let the snake men build them into new weapons.

The sky gradually darkened. On a large open space in front of the Black Ring Fortress, piles of bonfires were lit, or large pots were set up, in which bright meat soup was boiling, the dried meat had been stewed until soft and rotten, and the potatoes had been boiled until they melted.

The orc soldiers surrounded the large pots. They were like they had been hit by a immobilization spell, their eyes unblinking, staring at the boiling meat soup in the pot, swallowing saliva from time to time.

For this long-awaited victory, the old snake man, in order to celebrate, distributed 3,000 tons of food to the civilians of Black Melt City. The food needed by the other three major cities had already been sent by transport troops.

Black Melt City in the evening seemed to have restored its former prosperity. The city was filled with cooking smoke. Although it was not exaggerated to the point of cheering, the numbness on the faces of the civilians had faded a lot.

Near a boiling large pot, Orc Hero Walpol held a large bowl of meat soup, gulped it down a few times, and the meat soup in the bowl hit the bottom. He spat out a breath of hot air, and the satisfaction in his stomach made his scarred face have a little smile.

A pair of eager eyes looked at Walpol. It was a young orc. His big eyes stared at Walpol, wanting to go forward, but a little afraid, so he could only swallow saliva in the distance.

Walpol had just sent a large piece of stewed meat from the bowl to his mouth when he noticed those eager eyes.

"Come over."

After Walpol ate the stewed meat in his mouth in one bite, he pulled out the dagger from his waist and picked up a large piece of stewed meat in the large pot. The little orc ran forward staggeringly, ignoring the scalding temperature and the dagger inserted in the stewed meat, biting it in large mouthfuls, eating until his mouth was full of oil.

"If my cub hadn't died, he would be as tall as you."

Walpol, holding the dagger, grinned. Before long, the large piece of stewed meat on the dagger was eaten up by the little Gray Orc, who even let out a full burp.

"I also want to go to war."

The little Gray Orc looked at Walpol, and Walpol felt quite surprised.

"You little size, not enough for the enemy to step on with one foot, go home."

"There is meat to eat in war."

"Hahahaha."

Walpol suddenly burst into laughter, laughing until he leaned back and forth.

At the same time, in the rear fortress on the fifth floor, inside the War Council Hall.

Su Xiao looked at the record list in his hand. On it were the soldiers transferred by Great Lord Arcadia, totaling nearly 350,000.