Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Masakazu Tōno finally regained his senses when Tang Tianjun appeared. He finally understood that what he had seen wasn't a dream. It was all real.
Defeated! The majestic Mysterious Underworld Race, the overlord of thousands of realms, had actually been utterly defeated. Not a single one of them had escaped.
No one would believe this if news of this got out. After all, he was still delusional. How could they have been defeated? How could they have been defeated? How could they have been defeated?
The person who had defeated the Mysterious Underworld Race and annihilated the million-strong army had been the cultivator before him. He had led a motley crew to defeat the Mysterious Underworld Race's million-strong army!
His contributions were enough to be recorded in the annals of thousands of realms. He would receive the highest respect and an important position if he went to any ancient civilization. After all, the Mysterious Underworld Race was a huge mountain above all other civilizations in thousands of realms.
However, the commander before him, who had plunged him into despair, didn't seem arrogant at all. There wasn't even the slightest hint of joy on his face.
It was as if the person who had achieved unparalleled feats wasn't him, but someone else.
It was as if he had defeated a bunch of inconspicuous Tom, Dick, and Harry and wasn't worth boasting about.
However, what surprised him the most was Ye Tianze's solemn expression. He didn't seem to have any intention of rewarding the commander before him.
He only asked coldly, "How many casualties were there?"
Masakazu Tōno replied subconsciously, "Go to the Mysterious Underworld Race and you will be forgiven, no matter how big of a mistake you make. You will be able to obtain your own Flowing Light Armor, meet my master, and become the supreme commander of the Mysterious Underworld Race!"
After he said that, Masakazu Tōno had a look of lingering fear on his face. At this point, he had already been completely defeated. The Mysterious Underworld Race had also been completely defeated. To Ye Tianze, he was no longer an important person. He deserved to die.
However, he wasn't afraid of death. Before he died, he would release his last bit of brilliance. He wanted to recruit the commander of the Mysterious Underworld Race's army, who had just slaughtered millions of Mysterious Underworld soldiers. If he was tempted, even if he was only tempted, he would be content.
However, he found that Tang Tianjun looked at him as if he was an idiot, and then reported the battle losses.
Ye Tianze ignored him, as if he had not heard what he said. He listened carefully to Tang Tianjun's report.
The real essence of this battle was narrated by Tang Tianjun.
From the very beginning, Tang Tianjun's strategy only consisted of two words — resources!
He knew that the Vulcan Legion wouldn't be able to defeat the Mysterious Underworld Race, even if they were 10 times stronger. Tang Tianjun's core strategy was to cut off the Mysterious Underworld Race's supplies. Everything that had happened before was for the sake of this final move.
There had originally been 10 million troops, but only eight million had been on the frontlines. Apart from a small portion guarding the Lingyun Shuttles, the rest had been invested in attacking the Mysterious Underworld Race's flying shuttles.
Every step had been carefully planned before they were put into action. After the flying shuttles had been captured, Tang Tianjun hadn't been in a hurry to get the army to use the flying shuttles. Instead, he had made use of the time when the Mysterious Underworld Race's supplies were almost exhausted to make the flying shuttles appear. Then, he had used the flying shuttles to deal a fatal blow to the Mysterious Underworld Race.
The Mysterious Underworld Race's losing streak had been formed after the flying shuttles had been captured. Tang Tianjun, who had fought so many battles, deeply understood the importance of resources.
The outcome of a battle depended not only on the quality of the army, but also on the consumption of resources.
When the other party's resources were cut off, while one's own side could obtain a steady flow of supplies, the scales of victory would tilt in favor of the side whose resources were not cut off.
However, even so, the Vulcan Legion had still paid a huge price to annihilate the last remaining Mysterious Underworld Race.
"We lost 1.8 million soldiers!" Tang Tianjun lowered his head as he said, "Please punish me, Your Majesty."
10 million against 1 million. This was 10 times the enemy's number, yet their losses were close to 2: 1. This was even under the circumstances that the other party's supplies had been cut off.
If they had used all their troops right from the start, they would have already suffered a crushing defeat. Although Tang Tianjun knew that Ye Tianze and the Lingyun Shuttle had been supporting this battle, he had been prepared to fight without Ye Tianze and the Lingyun Shuttle.
"This is the limit of what I can do!"
Ye Tianze said. "After today's lesson, I hope that I can do even better next time."
He felt gratified that Tang Tianjun had truly understood the essence of war, which was actually resources. Furthermore, he had put this into practice and used it to successfully strangle the Mysterious Underworld Race's million-strong army.
From now on, Tang Tianjun was a truly qualified commander, not a general who only knew how to lead the powerhouses under his command.
"Tang Tianjun and the Vulcan Legion will not let you down, Your Majesty."
Tang Tianjun got up. He had no intention of taking credit, as he knew that this battle had been too humiliating. The victory had been too difficult and the price they had paid had been too great.
However, he didn't belittle himself because of this, as there was a huge chasm between the Desolate Race and the Mysterious Underworld Race.
This wasn't something that could be easily caught up with through strategy. They would need a long time to accumulate and use countless resources to do so.
Masakazu Tōno's eyes widened as he watched this commander and commander. He wondered how such a great achievement and victory had been overshadowed so easily.
Masakazu Tōno felt a little indignant. Defeating an overlord and completing the annihilation of the Mysterious Underworld Race was a great achievement.
If he had been a general of the Void Race, he would have bragged to the heavens.
In front of a million-strong army, how could any Tom, Dick, or Harry be so easily toyed with?
"Go to the Mysterious Underworld Race. I can guarantee that the Mysterious Underworld Race will definitely not fuss over today's sins. Instead, they will put you in an important position and allow you to develop!"
Masakazu Tōno disregarded everything. Even if Ye Tianze killed him now, he still had to say this.
However, at this moment, Tang Tianjun looked at him with the same expression as before, as if he was looking at an idiot. He said calmly, "If Your Majesty personally commanded this battle, the situation would be reversed. From the beginning, the casualties would be one to ten!"
After saying this, Tang Tianjun composed himself. "Don't misunderstand. If it's us, then it's you!"
If Luo Yunyang had not heard Tang Tianjun say it himself, coupled with the look of admiration in his eyes, he definitely would not have believed this.
When he looked at Ye Tianze, he realized that Ye Tianze was also looking at him. Masakazu Tōno knew that his time of death had come.
Sure enough, when Ye Tianze stared at him, his body, which was wrapped in the Flowing Light Armor, couldn't help but tremble.
"Let's go!" Ye Tianze said.
Masakazu Tōno, Tang Tianjun, and Zhu Que could not believe that the main culprit would be allowed to leave just like that.
They looked at Ye Tianze and realized that Ye Tianze did not have any murderous intent.
"Your Majesty, he knows so many secrets of the Desolate Race. I'm afraid … it's not appropriate to let him go!" Tang Tianjun said worriedly.
Ye Tianze did not reply.
Masakazu Tōno quickly recovered and said, "This is an insult to me. I would rather die than be insulted!"
"I'll give you three seconds to disappear from my sight. If I see you again, I'll beat you to a pulp!" Ye Tianze said coldly.
Masakazu Tōno was not as strong-willed as he made himself out to be. Without another word, he disappeared without a trace.
After watching him leave, Zhu Que asked, "Does my husband have any other plans?"
"I want to borrow his eyes to see the true Mysterious Underworld Race." Ye Tianze said, "Know yourself and know your enemy. You will be victorious in every battle. Furthermore, if we kill all the Mysterious Underworld Race, who will help us publicize the results of this battle?"
"What if he hides this matter? After all, the Mysterious Underworld Race sent a large army here in secret, "Tang Tianjun said." It's very easy to cover this up. "
"That's not up to him." Ye Tianze said, "This is also why I want to borrow his eyes. I want to see the high and mighty Mysterious Underworld Master!"
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