Suddenly, one of the soldiers stumbled, and the large barrel slipped out of their control.
"Oh, no!" The soldier cried out loud.
However, a steady hand was firmly placed on the rolling oil barrel, bringing its forward momentum to a stop.
"Be careful. These are currently precious resources."
"Thank you, General Dales! I will be more careful next time, sir!"
Brigadier-General Dales nodded and urged with an encouraging tone, "Keep up the good work!"
"Yes, sir!"
The soldiers continued to roll the barrels to the designated spot.
Meanwhile, on the edge of the Great Wall's central region, the General Marquis and Supreme Elder gazed down at the battlefield below.
"These Wingrats are endless." Supreme Elder Haldir's brows furrowed deeply.
The number of Wingrats slaughtered already numbered in the hundreds of thousands, but their army showed no sign of reducing.