Fame Soared (Continued)

Ying Zhou, standing to the side, muttered in dissatisfaction, "I clearly killed three of them, so why is it all attributed to him?"

However, he was well aware that his role was merely to finish off the enemy. After taking Si Ming's first punch, those Demon General had already lost their fighting ability. If the credit were to be divided, he would get 10%, Si Huaruo 10%, Si Ming 80%. This was obvious to anyone with eyes to see, so Ying Zhou was too embarrassed to complain loudly.

At this moment, Commander Pu Yi added fuel to the fire, "Young Hero Si's record in this battle is not twelve Demon General, but thirteen. Earlier, one Demon General launched a surprise attack on the central army, and I almost died from the Demon Race's decapitation tactic. Fortunately, Young Hero Si intervened in time and killed the opponent in two moves, saving my life and the entire army. Young Hero Si is truly a benefactor of our Yi State."

He then ordered his men to bring over the corpse of the Demon General. The corpse, which was over ten meters long, was quite intimidating. Even in death, it still possessed a lingering aura that caused those with insufficient cultivation to instinctively feel fear.

A Spirit Transformation with white hair observed for a while and exclaimed in surprise, "With two horns on its head, still possessing residual power even after death, and capable of burrowing into the earth, this is Fuxi, one of the Nine Sons of the Dragon!"

"Indeed, Fuxi the stone tablet. He is the eighth among the dragon sons, belongs to the earth element, and has already cultivated to the Divine Rank, possessing intelligence. He is much stronger than that Baxia."

According to ancient records, Fuxi, resembling a dragon, loved literature and the dragons on either side of stone tablets are its likeness. Legend has it that Fuxi was so fond of inscriptions that shone with artistic brilliance that it willingly transformed into a patterned dragon to complement these literary treasures, making the base of the tablet more elegant and beautiful. Ba Xia, on the Baxia immense strength. The tortoise-shaped base under the tablet is its likeness, and its image is often that of a large tortoise carrying a stone tablet on its back.

One likes to wrap around the stone tablet, and the other likes to carry it on its back; therefore, the two are always paired together.

Pu Yi frowned and said, "Fuxi and Baxia are the closest, so it's normal for the two demons to act together. But in the past, the Demon Beast were just ordinary spirits, belonging to the category of insects, fish, birds, and beasts. Divine beasts like dragons and phoenixes have never appeared. Could this be the source of the Demon Race's confidence?"

Upon hearing this, the crowd began to discuss it amongst themselves.

"They actually waited until today to use their trump card; these Demon Race are incredibly patient."

"But this also indirectly proves their determination for this war, their desire to take us down in one fell swoop."

"What's there to be afraid of? We'll meet force with force and water with water. They have mythical beasts, but we also have our own young geniuses. The outcome of the battle will be clear before our eyes."

Listening to the crowd's discussion, Si Ming couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Laozi just an outside helper, not your trump card..."

Thinking of this, a sudden inspiration struck him, and he asked, "Have the mythical Demon Race never appeared in the demon tides of the Northern Continent before?"

Pu Yi said, "That's right. Just like what you saw today, most of them are tiger spirits, ox spirits, and deer spirits, mostly earthly animals. But today there are also insect demons, such as wasp spirits, scorpion spirits, beetle spirits, and so on. They are mostly creatures we see every day. Baxia and Fuxi are the first time we've encountered them. Young Master Si, have you made any discoveries?"

Si Ming said solemnly, "In our Eastern Continent, these kinds of legendary Demon Beast are not uncommon... Is it possible that the Demon King of the North Sea invited the Demon Race of the East Sea to provide assistance?"

Everyone present, including Pu Yi, was stunned as if struck by lightning. After a moment, they all began to tremble as if they had gone mad, uttering excited curses.

"Damn, I never expected something like this to happen!"

"Obislach, we humans can ask for outside help, so of course the Demon Race can too. This has never happened before, which has put us in a blind spot in our thinking."

"That's right. There's no rule that says Demon Race can't form alliances. Maybe it's not just the East Sea that's been invited; Demon Beast from the West Sea and South Sea might also be invited, they just just happened not to be on our side."

Pu Yi hurriedly summoned the liaison officer, urging, "Quickly, quickly, pass this message on to the other war zones so they can prepare for defense and avoid falling into the Demon Race's trap."

After a flurry of activity, Pu Yi finally remembered to thank Si Ming: "If it weren't for Young Hero Si's reminder, we probably wouldn't have discovered this fact until we had suffered a great loss. You've done a great service once again."

Si Ming humbly replied, "This is just my personal speculation at the moment, and it may not be the truth."

"It's wise to be lenient in assessing the enemy, and based on my past experience, in war, good predictions may not come true, but bad ones are always accurate."

Others also chimed in with praise, but this time it wasn't for Si Ming's martial arts skills, but for his wisdom. Phrases like "wise and brave," "courageous and resourceful," and "having keen insight" were thrown out like they were on sale.

Si Ming didn't care whether they genuinely thought that way or were intentionally trying to flatter him. A few compliments wouldn't kill him anyway. In the martial world, relationships were all about mutual praise and flattery—a win-win situation for everyone.

Moreover, he had indeed seen through the Demon Race's schemes, so he deserved all the praise and accepted it all with a smile.

Si Ming was that confident in his own intelligence!

After a round of pointless mutual flattery, Si Ming suddenly remembered something and asked, "Speaking of which, the Demon Beast have no logistics. If there's a ceasefire, what will they eat? With an army of 600,000, food is a crucial issue. Surely not everyone can endure hunger for days and nights without food or water?"

In his memory, demon tides were usually a one-wave attack. They would either be blocked and annihilated, or they would break through the defenses, rush into human cities and wreak havoc, only to be surrounded and wiped out by belated reinforcements. At most, some would escape into the deep mountains and forests, unable to cause any significant trouble, and there were rarely any stalemates.

Pu Yi laughed and said, "This is simple. Just take a look at the Demon Beast's positions, and you'll understand."

So he led Si Ming outside, climbed the newly built reconnaissance tower, and looked into the distance. Although it was dark at this time, it had no effect on the experts.

Si Ming glanced at it and exclaimed in surprise, "These guys are actually eating their own kind!"

Suddenly it dawned on him that no wonder these guys didn't need to worry about food. In the battle during the day, nearly 100,000 Demon Beast died, and the corpses alone were enough to feed the surviving Demon Beast for several days. If future battle losses were taken into account, every time a Demon Beast died, it meant more food and fewer mouths to eat. If the average food rations were plotted on a graph, it would be an upward curve. The last batch of Demon Beast might be able to last for several months.

Si Huaruo frowned and said, "Cannibalism, truly beastly."

Pu Yi smiled upon hearing this and said, "Although I agree with the assessment of beasts, it's not because of cannibalism. The difference between a demon Demon Race that has awakened wisdom and a demon Demon Beast that hasn't is like that between a human and Monkey. Would a human consider Monkey to be one of their own?"

"Well... there are still some differences, at least they are comrades-in-arms who fight side by side."

"When cavalry run out of food, they still kill horses for meat. Ancient generals used the fire ox formation, but no one treated the oxen as comrades. From our human perspective, all Demon Beast are of the same race and are categorized together, but the Demon Beast themselves don't see it that way. Would an eagle spirit consider a snake spirit as its own kind? Would a snake spirit consider a frog spirit as its own kind? Would a frog spirit consider a slug spirit as its own kind?"

Si Huaruo was speechless.

Si Ming, "General Pu, you've gone too far with this topic. From a philosophical perspective, Human Race came first, then Demon Race. Before the concept of Human Race emerged, everyone belonged to the mortal realm, and there was no concept of Demon Race. Once Human Race became independent, all non-human intelligent beings were classified as Demon Race. The Demon Race is a philosophical collective concept, not a biological racial classification."

Pu Yi felt that Si Ming was trying to save face for his girl, so he conceded and said, "I don't understand philosophical concepts or racial classifications. You Mohist School are good at debate and logic, but I don't understand these things. I won't discuss them with you."

Si Ming didn't dwell on the topic, but instead asked, "I wonder how Commander Pu plans to deal with those flying Demon Beast?"

Pu Yi said, "You should have seen the tactics during the day. Compared to ranged weapons like bows and crossbows, Divine Arts is much more convenient. A large fire can burn down a huge area. This is because the Divine Arts who were stationed in that position were worshippers of Zhurong. Actually, against flying Demon Beast, the Divine Arts of the Thunder God and Duke of Thunder Mother of Lightning is more effective. A single bolt of lightning can kill Demon Beast in the entire area. The higher they fly, the worse they are, and it also avoids harming friendly forces."

"I'm not referring to battlefield response, but rather what if they bypass the defenses?" Si Ming explained. "We can use trenches and barricades to stop those that run on the ground, but we can't stop those that fly. What if they bypass the defenses and attack civilians behind the lines?"

Pu Yi thought for a moment and said, "If it's a large flock of flying Demon Beast, we'll send out our top experts or even ask Spirit Transformation Grandmaster to take action. If it's just a few scattered, lone demonic Demon Beast, they're not much of a threat. Like what you saw during the day, even if those wasp demons are huge, they're only about the size of a washbasin. And after their bodies grow bigger, their speed also slows down. In terms of defense, they're probably not as difficult to deal with as ordinary wasps. Someone who's trained in martial arts could easily handle them with a kitchen knife."

In fact, if insects were enlarged to the same scale, they would not be able to fly because the power provided by their wings would not be enough to support their body weight.

The reason why wasp spirits can maintain flight despite their size being the size of a washbasin is because they have become spirits, and their physical strength is vastly different from that of ordinary wasps. In addition, they are supported by Demon Power. Even so, this size is already the limit, and they have also paid the price of reduced speed. If they were any larger, they would not be able to fly.

In terms of sheer threat, the wasp demon might not be as threatening as the bull demon. Although they have an air advantage, they lack machine gun fire and ground bombing capabilities. To attack enemies, they have to descend and engage in close combat. In this situation, if the opponent also possesses some agility, dealing with them is no more difficult than dealing with ordinary beasts.

Si Ming, "What if the Demon Race disbands all its flying Demon Beast and lets them invade freely? You said it yourself, only those who have practiced martial arts have a chance of winning. Ordinary people probably wouldn't know how to fight back and would be killed before they could even react."