Chapter 130: Iberica - The Drone
Southern Iberian Peninsula, on the stalemated front line.
The Brothers of Iberica had advanced to the vicinity of Port Harbor but were holding their position, not pressing further.
This stemmed from the strategic judgment that securing allied territories while tying down Porto's main forces was more advantageous.
It was indeed an effective strategy, and as Kroxx swept through the land, most of the Iberian Peninsula had fallen to them. However, for the troops stuck in the stalemate, it was an endlessly boring affair.
Naturally, as this sluggish standoff dragged on, the tension among the front-line soldiers had somewhat loosened.
Kroxx occasionally ordered vigilance, but while such commands could steel one's resolve once or twice, maintaining indefinite readiness without combat was difficult.
So, when the Orc on sentry duty spotted a Human comrade dozing, leaning against the watchtower, he simply chuckled.
“Hey, wake up. It’s time for the shift change.”
“Huh? Ah, is it that time already?”