The hot sunlight makes people almost smoke all over their body; the sticky air makes people unable to feel a cool breeze; the hot heat waves evaporate from the road, which can burn the soles of the shoes that are on them... Standing in the wilderness with dense vegetation, looking at them, everything from far to near seems to be shrouded in the extremely bright and intense brilliance, which makes people unable to open their eyes.

Looking at the soldiers around him who were tilted and dead, and the weapons and supplies that were thrown all over the ground, the poor Feili felt dizzy for a moment, wanting to cry without tears, and his whole body was exhausted. He wanted to dig a hole to bury himself.

His giant bear army was wiped out by the scorching sun in the tropical dry season before he even arrived at the battlefield.

"...As of now, two officers and seven soldiers have died of heatstroke; ten officers and one hundred and seven soldiers have fallen into coma; more than nine hundred officers and soldiers have fallen behind or disappeared, and all kinds of equipment and supplies have been abandoned along the road. Field artillery is still stuck in muddy river beaches, unable to move forward, and it is likely that they will not be able to participate in the war. In view of this harsh situation, all officers and soldiers unanimously demand that the march stop and rest on the spot. If they forcefully drive them regardless of their lives, there may be a risk of mutiny on the spot..."

Fedon, a red-robed wizard who is currently in the form of a pseudo-loli, leaned on a dusty military flag with both hands, rubbed against Feili, while panting and spitting out her pink tongue like a dog, while still trying his best to fulfill his duties as an infantry commander, reporting the current situation of the troops to the confused chief, "...worse, some hot and dizzy guys abandoned their guns, ammunition and dry food along the way, leaving only the kettle hanging on their belts. A considerable number of Dark Elf female warriors seemed to have

After being unconscious, I took off all my clothes and pants and ran naked in the sun, which caused a big commotion... In order to prevent the precious military supplies from being picked up by the passing local natives, I had to send the only Japanese warrior regiment that could still move, so that they could return along the original path and collect the lost things and the soldiers who were left behind... Overall, at least twenty miles away from the city of Tongbes Port, our army has not only basically lost its combat effectiveness, but also has no ability to continue marching."

Fetton reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead and said this extremely frustrating conclusion in a simple way, "In addition, we are short of ammunition, food, tents, and even tools for digging trenches and bunkers. If we camped in this chaotic area that is difficult to distinguish between us, it would be very dangerous - due to the repeated massacres, attacks and fires in recent days, the indigenous tribes in this area have almost red eyes, and almost anyone dares to attack. It is said that even the Inca logistics and baggage team has been robbed several times - but if we rest until dusk and walk slowly back along the same road, although we will definitely not be able to catch up with the supper in the Xiangrui cafeteria, at least we can still eat midnight snacks."

"...Are we just going back empty-handed and waiting eagerly for the Inca army to capture Tongbes Port?"

After listening to Ferton's rational suggestions, Ferry felt even more depressed, but he had no choice but to continue to lower his posture and discuss with Ferton in a negotiated tone. "Look, even if it is not realistic to let the entire army attack, can we find a way to organize a small elite army, and then forcefully break away from the brigade and fight to rush to the battlefield before everything is over... Even if we don't dare to expect any brilliant and dazzling record, at least we have to let our bear-head underwear flag appear on the battlefield!"

"But the problem is that the price of this appearance is too heavy!" Red-robed mage Fetton shook his head and sighed, "The entrance to the Mamali River is blocked by mines and floating turrets. The Xiangrui is not able to directly bombard the enemy positions in Tongbes Port for the time being, providing firepower support for siege operations. Our heavy equipment is still slumped on the road behind and cannot move in a short time. Even if the pure light infantry goes up, they can only be cannon fodder in street battles... In this unfamiliar land full of crisis, it is difficult for our army to replenish reliable soldiers, and every life is precious! Besides, who are you planning to let go up to make consumables?"

Feili was speechless for a moment. Among the current giant bear legion, the only one who is still relatively energetic is probably the Black Island samurai who inherited the glorious tradition of the Dead Dead Dead Group. However, although these gay men who have been fighting around the world for many years are hard-working and not afraid of the severe winter and heat, they are only mercenaries who fight for money. They are now making a lot of money and are just returning home. They are temporarily involved in their own troops simply to take a boat to return home. It is no problem to ask them to do more hard work, tiring and dirty work, and fighting a good battle is not bad, and they are even more active in packing up the spoils. But if they want them to spare their lives and fight a fierce urban street battle like flesh and blood, magic defense... they are basically going to be passive, or to go on strike actively.

As for the situation of other troops... because they did not prepare much anti-heat medicine in advance, and the quality of the legion members themselves, let alone adding more effort, they simply lost to a terrible level.

On the eve of the expedition, most of the miscellaneous musketeers recruited from the states of the Xinnaiseriel colony were spoiled young masters. They were completely confused by Golden Dream, so they got on his pirate ship in a daze. Except for their shooting skills, these guys were basically useless. Their physical fitness was quite poor, and they did not conduct much physical training after they became an army, especially the subjects of long-distance marching were the most lacking - they really had no space to practice long-distance running during the voyage. After all, letting a large group of people rush around in the narrow cabin paths, how about

It seems that they are intentionally trying to cause accidents and casualties; after entering the Inca territory, they have no time to practice long-distance running, because everyone is either busy repairing ships and repairing leaks, or they are all devoted to the important work of selling private goods and purchasing local specialties; in the end, when the Inca army launched a large-scale killing of the plateau and the various goods on the Xiangrui were basically cleared, the weather was not suitable for long-distance running - heavy rains all day and night, epidemics were everywhere, and even the Inca army completely stopped practicing to prevent colds, let alone the use of the Giant Bear Legion.

Therefore, during this arduous march under the scorching sun, four hundred colonial musketeers shamefully took the lead and scattered all the way from the edge of the river. As for the guy who could persist and run until the end, there were probably not even ten.

Since the disbandment of the Unlucky Bear Team, the 1,700 female Chalde warriors who have been the main force of the backbone have performed very badly this time. But this cannot be blamed for their delicate body, but by nature - it is because of their nature - dark elves who have been accustomed to living in constant temperature and dull underground caves all year round, have a natural disgusting sunshine, and have greatly degraded their temperature regulation capabilities. It is a very stupid thing to travel long distances under the scorching sun in the tropical areas. It is already a very stupid thing for them to persevere until now, and about half of their members have not fallen behind in the middle.

The thousand indigenous spearmen recruited on the western plateau not long ago are now so tired that they stick out their tongues like dead dogs, panting as if pulling a bellows. These Inca tribe warriors from the snowy plateau probably never walked out of the snowy mountains in their hometown in their entire lives, so it is more difficult to adapt to the hot climate than other members of the legion. They have been persisting for so long with a tenacity in their hearts... but they have reached their limits.

The Imperial Army prisoners who were rescued by chance recently were quite successful. Although they suffered long-term abuse and high-intensity labor from the Elves Army, they generally had malnutrition, and were mostly weak in physical condition, and had not fully recovered yet. However, in order to prove themselves in the new group, they all gritted their teeth and never fell behind until they were exhausted, which did not embarrass the 6th Army of the Naseril Empire... However, the result of their forced support in their bodies was that once they fell down, the most terrible consequences would occur - so far, all the people who died of heatstroke were from these former prisoners of war. Among the healing of heatstroke coma, 80% of them were the ones who were desperate. In the end, Feili had to force them to stop and rest to avoid causing more unnecessary casualties.

However, the artillery team commanded by the old dwarf Vasily - at least two hours have passed since he got off the ship and boarded 6, and the main force has been running out of sight, but he has not been able to pull any field gun out of the muddy river beach, push it onto the dry and solid ground, and drag it until half a quarter of an hour before he remembered to notify the commander of the legion... The frustrated Feli was extremely depressed.

As for the others... because the eucalyptus trees were not found on the shore, Mr. Druid Winnie and his koalas had to stay all of them. The fat lich Owo was still as usual, and the "home" decorated the engine room of a large number of nude sculptures and erotic paintings on the Xiangrui; Rebecca and Renee were unwilling to engage in outdoor activities in such strong sunlight due to the inherent nature of vampires; although the dog-headed businessman De Jin was very interested in purchasing the spoils from the indigenous thugs at a low price, he was absolutely not interested in becoming their next target of robbery. Therefore, this guy directly built a shop on the river beach with banana leaves, and under the protection of naval cannons and bayonets, he bargained with the thugs who had just returned from robbing.

Before leaving, Feili ordered two giant dragons on the ship to follow the army and take off to detect the enemy situation. However, because the Silver Dragon is naturally fond of cold and heat, Miss Xuefeng's tears were tearful to the boss behind the scenes Rebeca, and Feili had to give up her plan to work in disappointment.

The old black dragon Sherlock Holmes barely flew in the air for a while under the repeated urging of Feili, but not long after, it fell straight like a stone. She has not yet fallen into a coma. Fortunately, she has not broken her neck. In such a hot sun, she is wearing a black skin that is most likely to absorb heat, and performs high-intensity muscle movements in the uncovered clear sky... It is almost as bad as stolen. The troops not only lose their aerial reconnaissance capabilities since then, but also have to worry about how to drag such a stupid guy back.

"...I am desperate, completely desperate for this useless waste army!"

After calculating his pitiful strength and sad situation with his fingers, Feili finally admitted the reality in great frustration and gave up the delusion of fighting for military achievements. After accepting Lieutenant Colonel Feden's suggestion in an extremely depressed manner, he couldn't help but roaring loudly in his throat, and then, like his subordinates, collapsed under the shade of the trees beside the road.

However, no one expected that it was because of this that the Giant Bear Legion barely avoided a sudden disaster.
Chapter completed!