On the periphery of the battlefield, two figures were standing in the secluded forest. Even Noah, who was careful, didn't notice the existence of these two people from beginning to end.
The thin and short Heins and the tall and strong Riley.
"Old bastard? Should we make a move? They are almost annihilated!"
Heins smiled viciously and said, "No hurry. Half of them are still alive, aren't they?"
Riley scolded, "You old bastard, how cruel you are! Don't you remember that our master had told us not to cause too many casualties when he left? Moreover, Roja and Roffey are still inside. I have promised our master that I won't let her be injured!"
Heins sneered, "Then you have lost. In the battle just now, Roffey has lost a lot of hair."
"Do you... Do you want to piss me off?"
Heins smiled as usual and said, "Don't be silly. Only those who survive in the cruel war are qualified to continue to work for our master. I'm cultivating the future military power for our master!"