“How many?” she asked, and I returned to the ongoing battle at the world, “half of them.”

Half was indeed a scary number, a force that was enough to go in at least five worlds.

But I didn’t even flinch when I thought about it. If the Hescos placed such importance over winning this, then I should welcome their sincerity with mine.

This battle wouldn’t be lost no matter what. It was a difference of heaven and hell between showing the victorious battle to my forces and people, and showing them a battle that we were this close from winning.

Hescos badly wanted to win, and I didn’t pale in comparison. I needed this win, desperately needed it. With it, many things would change.

So if they were bold enough to send tons of their forces there to crush mine, then why would I keep my hands? I knew this might limit my forces’ performance at other worlds, ending even to lose a couple worlds.

But this was worth the trade. I didn’t even look back again while watching the endless stream of forces and Hescos running as fast as they could towards my outermost forces.

The incoming enemies increased in number to the degree that trying to stop them with my weapons was impossible.

Soon enough, many enemies appeared at the frontlines. And without much anticipation, they cleaved their path unhindered through my forces, going deeper and heading towards the big circular hole nearby.

Watching this from my point of view made me feel my blood boil. The Hescos were really scary. And when they dealt with this battle in a more serious way, they were able to crush my forces in mere half an hour.

It was indeed scary. But when I looked at the side of my forces, I couldn’t help but grin.

The weapons I asked for arrived at the other world and started to get in position. As for the ongoing battle there, the aerial one was close to being done as expected. And the ground battle was under the control of my forces.

One thing was missed, this circular hole stood in between my incoming forces to support the frontlines.

To cross this hole, my forces need first to crush their enemies and then find a way to cross this bottomless hole.

The hole was almost a couple of hundred metres in width. Crossing it would be quite challenging.

“Isac, there is a situation up there,” I knew it would be too much to ask my forces there to solve this problem. They were already burdened by the heavy assault by these Hectors and the races supporting them.

“What situation?” Isac was already done from handling the task of sending people over the sand world to build forts and walls there. So she was quite free in the past hours.

“The battle there is like this,” I started to draw the general layout of this battle over the back of my chariot. I didn’t use anything and just drew on air for Isac and Lily to know what it was like out there.

“So our forces can kill their enemies without doubt. But they had to cross these holes if we wanted to reinforce the frontlines and even push forward to claim the outward dense circle of defences.”

I explained the current situation in as much detail as possible. At the same time, I stressed over the importance of this problem, and how it would greatly affect the overall goal of this battle.

Victory and loss wouldn’t be decided by who would kill much more than the other. The winner would be the one controlling the distant gathering of defences, and right now Hescos were considered winners so far.

Even if their initial armies were killed, and were on the verge of losing, that didn’t matter much. They changed their style of using tactics and tricks and came directly at my forces in such a scary way.

My forces had to get over these holes to stop the incoming threat of the Hescos. And that was why dealing with these two holes was something crucial at this moment.

“Why won’t we just bury them with rocks?” Spearhead suddenly spoke from the side, as he was eavesdropping just like many others.

“Burry what? Are you dumb or what?” Lily sharply responded to him, while glaring at him in a way that made the spearhead return to be silent.

He got scared by her response, and I wasn’t surprised by her reaction. She was feeling quite stressed and pressured by this situation.

Lily was smart, smart enough to know how important winning this battle was. She knew this, and thus she felt more pressured and became quite nervous.

So when the spearhead said such a silly suggestion, she didn’t show any mercy to him. Besides, she got a point indeed. Only an idiot would suggest doing something useless like that.

“We can try and build some sort of bridges,” Isac paused as she knew that despite this looking as an easy solution, it wasn’t feasible for many reasons.

First we didn’t have much time to do such a thing. Building bridges and moving them over would take many hours. And we all knew my forces out there wouldn’t last for all this time.

Besides this problem, there was still another one. Even if we managed to build and stretch bridges over the holes, and luckily the Hescos got stopped by my suits and weapons, then there was still a very unstable factor.

The holes themselves!

These holes were connected with the world behind the walls and fortifications of the Hescos. If they sensed the presence of these bridges and knew their threat, they’d move out and start hitting my bridges with everything they got.

With a direct channel between their backlines and my bridges, they’d simply send tons of forces, even useless races, to come and bring these bridges down. Like this we’d lose the bridges no matter how hard we tried to defend them.

Such a solution might seem simple and logical, but it wasn’t practical.