In the following two weeks, the battlefield in the Kingdom of Wolfheart was in a strange stalemate.
The demons who had conquered the Four Cities should have built a new batch of Mist Storage Towers in preparation for conquering the Kingdom of Wolfheart and then the Kingdom of Dawn. But the reality was that the First Army's mobile attack had been thwarted. Except for the Sedimentation Bay by the sea, the other three cities had not been able to build any Mist Storage Towers.
After being attacked by the Sky Knight, the nobles who were responsible for transporting the Red Mist wavered. This forced the demons to transfer some troops to supervise and control the normal operation of the blood line. Coupled with the expansion of the defensive line, the shortage of manpower became more and more obvious.
The First Army thought that firing cannons was a good deal, so they did not insist on attacking the Four Cities. The demons patrolling the outermost part of the defensive line were also their hunting targets. Several steam-powered trucks quickly arrived at the preset position, put down the Longsong Cannons, and fired two rounds at the place where the demons were gathered. Then they loaded the trucks and retreated. This kind of small-scale battle happened several times a day.
Under the pincer attack of the biplanes and artillery, the demons did not just passively defend. They had organized many attacks. Even when the vanguard attacked the Cage Mountain, they organized a mixed team of humans and demons to take the opportunity to destroy the roads near the Cage Mountain, using black gunpowder in the process.
But at this time, the main artery between the north and the south had been connected, and cement produced by the Kingdom of Dawn could be transferred to the front at any time. The simple roads destroyed by the explosions were often repaired by Lotus and the engineering team overnight. Although the low temperature and snowstorm greatly lengthened the solidification time of the cement, it was ultimately just a matter of cost-effectiveness. If the stabilized gravel surface was crushed, they could just repair it. After the main artery project was completed, a large number of idle construction teams gathered in the Cage Mountain area. The First Army did not lack manpower in this area.
As the seesaw battle continued, the demons' attacks became slower and slower. They completely lost the momentum they had at the beginning, and the frontlines of both sides temporarily froze.
…
"My Lord …"
Hackzord raised his head and looked at Siacis, who seemed to want to say something but then slowly closed his eyes. "Speak."
From Siacis' expression, it was definitely not good news. However, there had been too much bad news recently, and it was no longer in the mood to express its anger and disappointment.
"Totolock personally led a team to attack the human's command post at Cage Mountain. In the end, he died heroically on the frontlines." Siacis lowered his head. "… He fulfilled his promise."
It fulfilled its promise, but it did not complete its mission. Hackzord didn't have much of a reaction to this long expected result. It did not even want to ask about the specific circumstances of the death of its subordinates. When fighting against the Union, the death of every higher ascendant meant that the challenger had a powerful background, so it was necessary to collect information. However, if they were to fight against the humans of today, they would be killed by those strange firearms if they were not careful. It could totally imagine what would happen to its subordinates in the end.
The fact that Totolock was personally leading the army meant that this was the last fighting unit of the Western Front Army. It had obtained glory, but it was meaningless to its race. If not for the fact that this subordinate was transformed from a Lord of Hell and was only good at charging and breaking through enemy lines and not good at manipulating magic stones, it would have been better to transform him into a high-level Parasitic Eye Demon instead of being killed by the humans' firearms.
However, it was impossible for Sky Lord to say these words in front of another subordinate.
Furthermore, the current situation was not Totolock's problem alone.
No matter how brave and intelligent a general was, without sufficient troops, it would be difficult for him to be of much use.
He was the one who ordered the attack.
And the one who limited the numbers of the Western Front Army … was the king.
No, that's not right. The king had already given him enough support. The most hateful ones were Blood Conqueror and Mask. If the former could transfer more horns, and if the latter could follow the agreement and provide enough Symbiotic Demons, the result should be completely different —
Hackzord couldn't help but clench his new hand that was already growing flesh.
But … would it really be completely different?
The next moment, a lingering thought appeared in his mind.
The Western Front Army could indeed occupy the entire Kingdom of Wolfheart if they doubled their numbers, but there was still the Kingdom of Dawn and Graycastle. How many more people did he need?
"All of them …" Sky Lord blurted out.
"My lord?" Siacis asked, puzzled. "What did you say?"
"Nothing." He shook his head. That's right, Ösrook had already given him the answer.
[Give up the cities where the God's Stone mines have been mined, give half of the land to the Sky-sea Realm, and then put all the troops into the Land of Dawn. Not ten times the current plan, but all of them — including the existing and new ones — will advance wave after wave until the human race is extinct. ]
This was the conclusion of the subordinate he valued the most.
Back then, all the senior lords thought that it was an unrealistic idea, but now it seemed that he could somewhat understand Ösrook's thoughts.
After hesitating for a long time, Hackzord made up his mind.
He took a deep look at the motionless Nightmare Lord, got up, and walked out of the Red Mist Pond.
"My lord, where are you going?"
"The top of the Birth Tower," Sky Lord said in a deep voice. "I'm going to request the king to convene a Holy See meeting!"
…
The churning sea of mist and the Birth Tower in the center of the tower, which was filled with giant eyes, gradually appeared before his eyes. Seeing this scene, he heaved a sigh of relief. The Holy See meeting was usually called by the king. Not only did such an action cross the line, it would also incur the displeasure of the other senior lords. After all, not everyone was willing to enter the Realm of Mind where the king controlled everything.
If it were in the past, Hackzord would also have instinctively resisted entering the Presiding Holy See, but now he had no better choice. This was the only way he could convey his thoughts to the king and the other senior lords.
Fortunately, the king did not reject his request.
About a quarter of an hour later, the other senior lords appeared on the suspended seats one after another.
"It's you again … Hackzord," Blood Conqueror said in a low voice. "I don't know what's there to discuss about the Western Front that requires the king to convene the Holy See. Don't tell me that what you're going to report is more important than the Nightmare Lord getting lost in the Realm of Mind? "
"That's right. When Valkries lost consciousness, you only reported to the king alone," Mask echoed. "Now you're calling for a Holy See meeting as if it's something important. Don't tell everyone that your Sky City is about to be conquered by those worms — it wasn't easy for me to allocate a large amount of resources to nurture Symbiotic Demons for you."
This guy … was beating around the bush to shirk his responsibility again. Hackzord glanced at him coldly. The promised five times the number of Symbiotic Demons had only been delivered so far. Although the Sky-sea Realm's offensive had intensified, it was also a fact that they did not reach the agreed number. If it were in the past, he would definitely not miss this opportunity to attack the other party.
But now, Hackzord did not even have the slightest interest in arguing.
"Enough." The king's voice sounded in everyone's mind. "I believe that Sky Lord has his reasons for requesting for a Holy See meeting. It won't be too late for you to express your opinions after listening to it."
"Also …" The eyes on the Birth Tower turned to look at Hackzord. "The Nightmare Lord's loss isn't your fault. I have also agreed to send Silent Disaster to assist you in battle. Therefore, I hope that your report won't be filled with platitudes like complaining and asking for more troops. Otherwise, it will just be a waste of time."
Hackzord immediately felt a great deal of pressure.
He swallowed his saliva and braced himself to reply. "Your Majesty, what I wish to discuss is indeed the situation of the Western Front's assistance. But it isn't just one or two troops or more horns, but …"
Sky Lord paused and looked into the king's bottomless eyes. "— The Deity of Gods."
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