It was the third day since the invading locust army and Locust Annihilation Army started clashing, and the result was an eerie suffocation of death that covered the entire conflict plains.
The locust army seemed endless, and no matter how many the ingenious were up against it or how many they killed, they didn't show any signs of stopping or diminishing in the least bit.
The higher-ups of the conflict plain quickly demanded a safe retreat from their superiors because they knew it was a suicide mission, and they didn't want to die. However, to their horror, they were given absolute order to continue fighting the locust army, and if they deserted, they'd be put on trial and punished by death.
How could those from the territory listen to their demands? After all, the treaty had given them a clear warning that if they didn't want to personally be on the front line with their families and clans, they had to make sure the others wouldn't leave.
