Chapter 2801 - 1327: Zipping Breakthrough

Can’t stop it!

Can’t stop it, can’t stop it, can’t stop it!

No matter how hard you try, no matter how desperately you fight, no matter how much you speed up, you can’t stop it!

Even though it’s just a basic pack wolf tactic, even though this level of breakthrough doesn’t exceed my expectations, even though I can see through all their tactical changes, I still can’t stop it!

When the troop defined as the [Zero Independent Army] directly broke through the foremost defensive line, Teresa didn’t show the slightest surprise. Although her gaze had long settled, the curve of her lips remained confident and elegant.

Clearly, this result didn’t surprise Teresa. After all, she had just dealt with ’trivial matters’, in simple terms, she’d decimated the blue faction’s main forces in the central battle zone. The first engagement naturally couldn’t match the Black Vatican Priest who had thoroughly abandoned other troops and was wholeheartedly guiding the strong army in combat.

But it doesn’t matter. For the red faction’s overwhelming main force, which also had a mass of positions and fortifications, the initial losses weren’t much different from nine cows and one strand of cow hair. The strategic space and wartime losses of that degree, even if Teresa was to give Motan a few more free passes, wouldn’t make a difference.

And then...

Teresa really gave a few more free passes. While she focused on encircling that blue faction’s Independent Army, she was repeatedly breached front on by the latter across several layers of defensive lines.

Perhaps calling it a ’strike’ isn’t quite accurate because under Teresa’s exquisite command, the red faction troops responsible for defending the line to gain time didn’t make the slightest semblance of resistance and were directly dismantled.

It’s worth mentioning that the term ’exquisite’ isn’t pejorative. In La Ersi’s words, who feared the onlookers would blurt foolish comments without knowing the situation, Foster’s arrangements as the blue faction’s assault approached had nothing tactically to critique, definitely the optimal solution among optimal solutions.

There’s only one reason they were directly breached: the unstoppable [Zero Independent Army] was always steadily one step ahead of the defensive troops during action!

Just like people fighting each other with cold weapons, even though one has already seen through that the opponent’s sword is about to split, they have raised their weapon intending to parry in mid-air, yet found that before they could assume the stance, their hairline has been shaved back several centimeters by someone.

Not that they couldn’t see through, they really did see through.

Not that they couldn’t block, they really tried to block.

But the result is completely indistinguishable from unguarded slaughter from the opponent.

[How could this be!?]

Teresa realized this before La Ersi, but even then, she didn’t stop writing on the instruction card in her hand. In just a few seconds, she formulated the next strategic move and immediately handed it to Lian, who was waiting by her side.

Tirelessly assisting Teresa, Lian knew that the situation was extremely critical, and without Teresa needing to say a word, she took the instruction card and dashed out the door. As a fragrant breeze followed, she swiftly inserted the instruction card into the mainframe of the [Battle Six type].

Just then, she noticed two things.

The first was that Her Highness the Saintess, whose enviable figure and pure, sweet smile, had appeared in front of the mainframe before herself and was also inserting an instruction card.

The second was that she suddenly realized her speed seemed slower compared to before.

This isn’t difficult to understand. Even though Miss Lian is an Epic Tier versatile Assassin, during the past hour of support, she inevitably experienced immense mental exhaustion, which would likewise accelerate her physical fatigue significantly. Thus, despite the relatively reasonable number of errands run, she, an Epic Tier Powerhouse, was feeling the strain, leading to decreased action efficiency.

At that instant, Lian suddenly became aware of another fact.

[If I, who have only been assisting from the sidelines, am affected, what’s to say Little Teresa, whose workload and calculations must be at least tenfold compared to mine, relentlessly challenging the Black Vatican Priest—she wouldn’t be tired?]

The answer is no, Teresa would certainly be tired. Especially after just catching a breath, seemingly detaching from the [Witch] state, then suddenly cranked up to maximum intensity; even Lian could imagine that Teresa Tarosa, whose physical fitness was relatively weak, must be exceedingly, exceedingly, exceedingly fatigued at this moment!

And it’s highly possible that the few defensive lines were easily breached precisely because of this!

Most likely because Teresa Tarosa has also started slowing down, just like herself!

Without any hesitation, Lian rushed into the command room after entering the instruction card and conveyed her conjecture to Teresa.

It’s a counselor’s duty—even if the other party is someone cherished and cared for, even if after the reminder she’ll push herself tirelessly, the counselor must bring forward what they’ve noticed, those matters possibly overseen by the commander.

This embodies a unique cruelty and romance in the military domain, an ironclad rule devoid of any warmth.