The same thing happens in the Galaxy civilization, and there is no problem. In order to avoid a large reduction in personnel, an army chooses to temporarily retreat and lose supplies, and manage other troops, and other troops naturally need to give.

Everyone is one, even if it is a soul-filled body, it is not stipulated that the soul-filled body must die there when it encounters a battle.

That is a lack of mind and should be based on strategic needs. When you face fifty times the enemy, survival is the most important thing. You cannot fill your soul with your body.

It is not that the soul-filled substance used by the soul-filled body is insufficient, nor that the warriors cannot withstand that kind of pain, but that the problem of strategic and tactical command is a problem.

When it is time to retreat, it is necessary to do it even though it is impossible. It depends on what the situation is. When the enemy really hits the planet where you live normally, the warrior must rush and die on the front line.

But when the front line is pushed forward, there is no danger behind it. The commander insists on letting the warrior die, that won’t work. Who wouldn’t be the commander who dies? A real master is to preserve the vitality.

Therefore, if you want things to retreat, the friendly forces will provide them immediately.

However, if it were the temple system, Zhang Huodan, the head of the first-class temple of Gaditirah Temple above the Kapodi Star Temple, was obviously unhappy.

He thought, why should I give it to you? Everyone is a first-class temple. If you defeat it, just care about me? Who will compensate me after I give it to you? If I lose because of lack of supplies, can your two temples help me?

Zhang Huo Dangan didn't want to give it to him, but as a result, the First Session Alliance issued a compulsory order, requiring him to give it to him, and tell him, and find a way to compensate him later.

In this way, he had to separate some of the supplies and watched others leave. But he had been involved in the war for eight days, and he had prepared thirty days of supplies. There were still some left.

Three forces are one point, and he has a little more than seven days left.

Then he encountered a fierce battle between six scouts and other teams of the temple. Those were five first-class temples. He was involved. Add to the two first-class temples he provided, one was eight teams to fight the enemy.

Eight fights six, eight temple teams each with more than ten million soldiers, and the six enemies are all 1,000 warships. It is not clear how many individual combat units are there.

The two sides fought so hard.

Energy beams cross the interstellar planets, and the power of rules acts on the other side. The battle is like the end of time, and the sun and the moon are as bright as the sun and the moon. Oh no, it’s wrong, it’s the sky is dark and the sun and the moon are no light.

There are not many blasphemers. They operate small aircraft one by one and then attack with their crystal ball-like weapons.

The two sides formed a confrontation for a while. If they did not dare to run, they would collapse on the whole line; they could not attack, and attacked with effort.

Such a stalemate, coupled with the battle, the logistics of food losses are huge.

Both sides could hardly hold on, and they all rely on their will to support them.

Logistics could not keep up because the blasphemer's peripheral scouts were not weak. All teams that wanted to transport were knocked out or entangled by them.

The eight first-class temples were almost desperate, and the blasphemers on the opposite side also gritted their teeth and persisted.

The battle lasted for three days, and both sides fought various tactics. The 5,000 warships of the Blasphemer lost more than 2,000, and the eight first-class temples left more than 40 million people.

The ships of the Blasphemers' convoys were destroyed, and most of the food in the temple was attacked and dehydrated and charred.

After fighting for a short while, the team of the Blassmen suddenly gathered and then jumped in space. The people in the temple were about to pursue him, but suddenly they found that the special positioning energy signal of the Blassmen was swept over.

Needless to say, the commanders of the eight first-class temples understood what was going on. It was obvious that the blasphemers had reinforcements arrived. In order not to affect the overall formation of the subsequent troops, the blasphemers who fought before dodged at the same time.

The commanders of the eight temples naturally would not wait for the new enemies to come and encircle them. They had just joined forces to fight with the enemy, and they didn't even say hello to each other, and each led the remaining soldiers to move in space and escape.

In less than thirty seconds, six thousand sacrilegious warships emerged from the space where the battle had occurred. They probed and divided them into eight parts, chasing them according to the traces.

Zhang Huodan, the head of the Temple of Gaditirah, took the remaining team of less than six million and embarked on a crazy journey of escape. When he could move in space, he would move in space and fly hard when he was insufficient in mental power.

They ran like headless flies without direction, and they had no time to locate.

Then, they were chased for two more days. Not only did the people in the team have difficulty supporting their mental power, but they were also hungry. The remaining war beasts and Lulu beasts counted today, and they had no food for four days.

The only thing that made Zhang Huo Dangan feel a little relieved was that he was not sure whether the blasphemers were chasing the wrong path or wanted to chase and kill slowly, but he has not been really caught up and attacked yet.

Especially today, no special energy of the blasphemers' space jumping positioning has been discovered.

But what made Zhang Huo Dang'an and more than 5.7 million soldiers feel desperate was that they are farther away from going home. If there is no supply, they do not need the enemy to take action and they will starve to death.

"We set the wrong position when we moved the space. Obviously, the blasphemers should know this, so they are not in a hurry to catch up with us. They are waiting for ourselves to lose the ability to fight, aren't they?"

Zhang Huo Dang'an calculated the starry sky for a while, and after discovering the situation, he asked the staff around him.

Several surviving staff members looked pale and they were completely desperate. They knew that it was not that there was a problem with the spatial movement positioning itself, but that the enemy had been interfering with their spatial movement.

They are getting further and further away from the second front of the temple system. Even if it is the first front, they will not think of going back. The cunning enemy traps them through such means.

Perhaps the number of enemies chasing behind is very small, which just gives them a sense of urgency to be chased, making them run away with their lives. There is no need to attack now, and they will be starved to death after waiting for a while.

Some people all set their sights on the surviving war beasts and Lulu beasts, which can also become food.

The beasts of war and the Lulu are not stupid. They seem to know their destiny. But they did not choose to escape or resist. They closed their eyes gently, and some of them had tears flowing out of their eyes, and then floated in space. Under the light of the stars, they were crystal clear and dazzling.

"Lord of Palace, no, Lord of Palace." Some soldiers quickly flew to Zhang Huodan'an and begged. They were reluctant to let it go and could not do anything. These Yangling and Lu Lu Beast were very wise and would accompany them to play games when there was no battle.

This is not like the Galaxy civilization once killed war horses on Earth. The IQ of war horses is not that high, but it is still difficult for someone to attack when they are killed.

Now we have to kill two types of flying beasts, just like hunters kill hunting dogs who can fight against bears and tigers in order to protect themselves.

The two flying beasts are the closest companions and comrades of the soldiers. Kill them and eat meat. Even if they survive, they will always be in a state of pain and regret.

"Hao Lord. We are not hungry, we can still hold on."

"Lord of the Palace, I would rather turn around and die in battle. You will eat me then. Don't kill Yang Rong and Lu Lu Beast."

"Lord of the Palace, let's go back, we fight with them, we will die together."

"Mr. I have been raising Hanhan for twenty-six years. My daughter said, let me take Hanhan back alive."

One by one, the voices rang out. The soldiers didn't want to kill the flying beasts, they couldn't get through the hurdle in their hearts.

Zhang Huodangan was also in pain. He didn't want to kill the flying beasts. The flying beasts were obedient and brave, and had been with them for battle. On the previous battlefield, some flying beasts used their bodies to resist the enemy's attacks in order to protect them, thus dying.

Those who survived were injured and hadn't eaten food for several days, and were as hungry as humans.

But if you don’t kill, people will starve to death first, and you will also have to take the soldiers home. More than 5.7 million soldiers, who have families, do they have to starve to death here?

It is said that they are going back to find the blasphemers to fight to the death. They probably won’t fight. They will jog slowly until they completely lose their ability to move, and they will kill themselves and others.

After gritting his teeth, Zhang Huo Dangan's eyes also shed tears, floating in the space with the tears of the flying beast, and then he waved his hand down fiercely...

"May I ask, is it the Lord of the Palace of Zhang Huo Dang'an?" Before Zhang Huo Dang'an finally said the word "kill", a voice echoed throughout the area.

Then a wave of water-like waves appeared in the space next to it, a group of strange mechanical products appeared, and dozens of commercial Lulu beasts.

There were two people at the front of the entire team, one man and one woman. The woman held a special thing in her hands and was talking to the back of the thing.

"Hello, is it the Lord of Zhanghuodan of the Temple of Gaditirah?" The voice sounded again and echoed in space.

Zhang Huo Dang'an and the soldiers he led were all in a low IQ state, looking at the team that suddenly appeared, then stared at the woman, took a few glances, and immediately looked around the body of Lulu Beast, where bundled grain piles floated.

Zhang Huodan swallowed and said in confusion: "Yes, I am Zhang Huodan, may I ask you..."

"Ha, that's great, that's right." Narasha seemed to have encountered a target by chance, and said happily: "Hello, Lord Zhang Huodangan, hello, comrades, we are from the logistics unit of the Bikapodi Temple. We have sent you food. After searching for several days, we finally found it."

As he spoke, Narasha brought something with her finger: "There are currently 130 million human rations and 4 million tons of rations for war beasts. I can eat them for more than ten days. Everyone insisted on persisting, and we will transport more supplies immediately afterwards. The main reason is that the war came too quickly. We didn't expect it. Sorry, sorry, we are late."

Gongsun Murong nodded and apologized, "Sorry, I'm late."

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ps: Today's chapter, tomorrow's price, the power outage was previously, and it stopped my emotions. This chapter lasted for more than three hours.
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