My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

“Master, the casualties are climbing quickly!” Miki warned.

“Terra!” I gave out a one-word order.

Terra pushed the elephantkin aside and then slammed the ground. There was a low rumble, and then dozens of deep dwarves darted out from under the earth. They used wire lines, attempting to catch the feet of the racing Hoovedkin. Many slipped and fell, breaking their charge, which might have overwhelmed our forces right there.

“We’re losing the line!” Xin cursed.

“Back off and support Terra in keeping those towers up.”

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As long as we were able to keep the towers, we could keep the line. Xin was all I had left to send. Bernice was already on the front line with Terra. Miki was currently resurrecting people. Celeste was still trying to keep anyone from entering the sky. She was successful, but that didn’t stop innumerable magicians still hiding in the forest from sending spells her way. She didn’t just dodge them, but she kept them from fall on our people too. That was enough that it consumed all of her time. I had utilized everything we had. At the moment, we were fighting roughly even. It was about 6000 troops against another 6000 troops.

Of course, King Roth, let alone his army of Catkin, hadn’t made an appearance yet. The battle was absolutely brutal. Our men were fighting and dying, but so were theirs. A crockin danced around, snapping his jaws. He bit into a Deep Dwarf and threw him into the air before catching him in his mouth. Somewhere else, Terra desperately fought against three rhinokin.

The bearkin were particularly hard. Although they were slow, they were extremely difficult to put down. Their strength was unparalleled, and even the Osterians had to fight them two to one to even have a chance. Another tower collapsed, and all I could do is helplessly watch as your troops were pushed back and more and more fell.

“I should be adding support,” I muttered.

I didn’t have any army-level buffs. Perhaps there was some General job that gave you such things, but I had never heard of it. I felt like I was doing nothing during this fight. Others were battling and dying, but I just stood and occasionally gave an order. I could shield, heal, refresh, and resurrect. That was ultimately what I was best at. However, there were far too many soldiers. How could I figure out who to help and who to abandon?

“Master, you’re doing great.” Alysia tried to reassure me.

“Master! Chalm is under attack!” I received alarming news from Elaya.

“What? Who?” I asked.

“The apekin! They sent them around to counterattack. They’re trying to get into the dungeon. Some are going after the palace. They want out god spring.”

“Elaya, do I need to send reinforcements?” I asked.

“No… I got this…. Ah crap!”

“What?”

“I don’t got this! Master, they have explosives! They’re going to blow a hole into the dungeon.”

I made a fist and punched the wall. In the end, the enemy just had too many of them. We weren’t able to keep up this fight. They were too powerful as an army. In a straightforward battle, there was no way we could win.

“Girls to me. We’re going for option B.”