This was the brilliant scheme he had planned with his own hands.
Where had it gone wrong?
"Realm King, due to the shockwaves from the warship's impact and the slaughter of the strengthened protective formation, eighty-one thousand soldiers from our vanguard have died. More than three hundred thousand others were injured, including one hundred and ten thousand critically wounded... at death's door!"
"Realm King, not counting the ferocious beasts driven here, our warbeasts were likely swept by the stellar-source storm within Mount Tai'a. Of the large and small warbeasts, around a million have died in that wave of attacks..."
For the three hundred million Dongshen Clan of Northern Taibei, who might be exterminated, eighty thousand, three hundred thousand, and a million were actually very small numbers.
But!
The lives of dark clansmen fit for the army were certainly not comparable to those of three hundred million ordinary Dongshen clansmen.
The crucial point was!
The protective formation had not broken, and the Dongshen Clan of Northern Taibei had likely not lost a single person!
"Have you figured out why those beasts' protective formation suddenly became so powerful?"
An old man beside Chihun asked in a hoarse voice.
"According to reports from informants inside Taibei, the ancient relic they seized is called the 'Tai'a Mountain Soul.' Dongshen Yang awakened the Tai'a Mountain Soul with blood, fused it into the core of the protective formation, and gathered the protective power of Mount Tai'a. That was how they withstood this wave of attacks!"
Eighty thousand dead in battle!
When Chihun had framed Dongshen Zhuojun, he had only used three thousand dark clansmen.
Now, eighty thousand had died outright!
One had to know that the lives of dark clansmen could be called the most valuable lives on the Darkstar.
At least to these people, three