Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Masakazu Tōno, who had been feeling pleased with himself on the flying shuttle, suddenly panicked when he saw this scene.
Although they had defeated the Desolate Tribe's army with a one-to-ten casualty ratio, Masakazu Tōno was already very surprised that they had been able to achieve such a result despite facing an equal number of opponents.
This was something that could only be achieved by an army of an advanced civilization with an advantage of more than ten times their numbers. Ordinary ancient civilizations could only achieve this much.
However, even so, the Vulcan Legion would still be defeated without a doubt. What he had not expected was that the Vulcan Legion would retreat so decisively.
What he had not expected even more was that the other party had actually hidden a million-strong army to provide cover for their retreat.
"Where did this million-strong army come from?" Masakazu Tōno was baffled.
However, Ye Tianze did not answer him. Zhu Que stood to one side, thinking about the battle that had just taken place. It had been too shocking for her.
This wasn't even the strongest army of the Mysterious Underworld Race, yet they had brought out their strongest army and suffered a one-to-ten casualty ratio. This had only happened before the Vulcan Legion had appeared.
Ever since the establishment of the Vulcan Legion, they had been able to achieve a one-to-one casualty ratio even in the most difficult battles.
At this moment, Zhu Que finally understood why Ye Tianze had not taken action personally. If he had taken action personally, he could have won this battle and even obtained a beautiful casualty ratio.
However, the warriors of the Vulcan Legion would underestimate the Mysterious Underworld Race's army. If Ye Tianze was not around one day, the consequences of this underestimation would be extremely severe. It might even destroy the entire Desolate Tribe.
However, after this battle, things were completely different. Even Tang Tianjun's Fire God Legion had been defeated, so what right did the other legions have to underestimate their enemy?
This was the reason why Tang Tianjun insisted on doing it himself and insisted on trial and error.
However, Tang Tianjun's trial and error was one thing, but he did not suppress it. The Vulcan Legion hidden in the great formation was the second echelon. Tang Tianjun had never underestimated the enemy. After all, he was a veteran of hundreds of battles.
From the beginning of the test, to a steady and orderly retreat, to the withdrawal of the second echelon, this was his initial tactic.
The Mysterious Underworld Race was most adept at calculation. This was something that Tang Tianjun had witnessed before.
Therefore, the strategy he had discussed with his strategist didn't care about a momentary victory or a partial victory. They also didn't want to send the entire army into a head-on confrontation with the Mysterious Underworld Race.
Although they had an absolute advantage in terms of numbers, they might not be able to defeat a million Mysterious Underworld beings.
Even if he won, it might be a pyrrhic victory. Furthermore, his strategy was to wipe out the one million Mysterious Underworld troops.
The Mysterious Underworld Race was adept at extremely precise calculations, but this didn't mean that they would make mistakes. It was just that people who were adept at calculation made fewer mistakes.
The probing of the first echelon proved this point. Tang Tianjun had made even more mistakes, but he had done it for the sake of trial and error.
However, he had also discovered that the Mysterious Underworld Race had also made mistakes. The Mysterious Underworld Race, who were adept at calculation, was very cautious. The moment they encountered casualties that exceeded their calculations, they would be even more cautious than before and wouldn't advance rashly.
This was also the experience that Tang Tianjun had gained. He immediately applied it to the first echelon's retreat.
At the moment, Tang Tianjun, who was behind the second echelon, understood how this battle was going to be fought. He wouldn't attack rashly. Instead, he would wait for his opponent to attack.
Sure enough, after a long period of silence, the Mysterious Underworld Race launched an attack. Their offensive was far more ferocious than their defense.
Although the second echelon, which had been waiting at ease for the exhausted Mysterious Underworld Race, wasn't defeated immediately, they experienced the greatest number of casualties in their history.
The battle lasted for less than an hour before the second echelon started to retreat.
Masakazu Tōno, who was sitting on the flying shuttle, couldn't help but sneer. "Looks like the one million at the back isn't as good as the one million at the front!"
Ye Tianze frowned but remained silent.
However, Masakazu Tōno soon discovered that the second echelon had started to retreat and a third echelon had appeared behind them. Another one million!
This time, he didn't ask the idiotic question, "Where did the one million come from?"
He knew that this was definitely the opponent's strategy. The Mysterious Underworld Race had also hesitated for a long time about whether they should attack the third echelon.
However, the final decision they made was to attack, just like how they had attacked the second echelon. This was because they were confident that they had overwhelming power!
The third echelon was quickly defeated. However, the fourth, fifth, and sixth echelon appeared right after.
"What a motley crew. If the six million troops had rushed forward at all costs, there might have been a chance. This commander is really an idiot!"
Masakazu Tōno said.
Ye Tianze didn't remain silent this time. He picked up his wine cup and drained it in one gulp. "Even a wise man makes mistakes sometimes. Even a fool makes gains sometimes!"
"Are you still not going to give up?" Masakazu Tōno asked. "A motley crew is a motley crew. No matter how many there are, they are still a motley crew!"
Ye Tianze didn't reply, as Tang Tianjun had already given him a reply on the battlefield.
The Mysterious Underworld Race's attack on the eighth echelon didn't go as smoothly as they had imagined. They had discovered that the eighth echelon's Vulcan Legion wasn't inferior to the first echelon.
Only now did the commander of the Mysterious Underworld Race realize that he had been tricked. His first thought was to retreat.
After all, based on the casualty ratio of the first echelon, they had calculated that even if they won, they would still lose over 90% of their troops.
However, Tang Tianjun simply didn't give them a chance. The remaining 7.2 million troops immediately formed an encirclement around the Mysterious Underworld Race.
No matter how the Mysterious Underworld Race tried to break through, they couldn't get past the defensive line formed by the Vulcan Legion. At the moment, the Mysterious Underworld Race was no longer able to advance and retreat in an orderly manner. Their casualties also gradually exceeded their previous casualty ratio.
However, Tang Tianjun knew that if this continued, the Vulcan Legion's first echelon would be crippled even if they won.
This wasn't what he wanted to see. A true master tactician definitely wouldn't do such a thing.
Tang Tianjun was waiting for the east wind, which was also his final move. As long as this move was executed, the Mysterious Underworld Race would be annihilated. Furthermore, this was the limit of what he could do under the circumstances of a one-to-one ratio.
Even so, this was enough to make him proud in the Primal Chaos.
However, he couldn't do this now. The Mysterious Underworld Race had started to make mistakes. Although they were making more and more mistakes, they were still making fewer mistakes than the Desolate Race.
Their strength, talents, and advantages still surpassed the warriors of the Vulcan Legion. This was something they couldn't make up for for the time being.
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