An hour later, only a trace of sunset remained on the horizon. Night was about to fall. In the canyon passage of the vast forest, Hunter led a unit jogging forward excitedly. All the captured people had been redeemed. Although a lot of materials and equipment were given away, what did it matter? These things would soon return. Indigenous people were just indigenous people; they did not understand military tactics and were unaware of the terror of technological civilization.
"Commander, your name will spread across the world after this battle," the regiment leader sincerely complimented. Jackson, also a commander, fought for several days, but his army fell like a collapsing mountain and hundreds were captured, resulting in failure. Meanwhile, Hunter eliminated the enemy with just a few tricks. Thinking about his own contributions to the effort, the regiment leader couldn't help but feel excited.
