In defensive warfare, though there were more classic cases to draw upon, manpower could still be exhausted, and demons were no different. When the conditions were extremely unequal, it was nearly impossible for the defenders to turn the tide. It was only a matter of how long they could hold out.
When the gate was breached, Batman did not panic. Instead, he seemed relieved, because he knew that the next phase of the battle would be his turn.
General Corrupt Heart had not taken this suppression operation seriously to begin with. In his view, those miner slaves could not possibly offer any meaningful resistance. The gap between races was real, and those innately weak miners could not possibly stir up much trouble.
Yet that little disturbance had dragged on for two days and a night, nearly driving General Corrupt Heart mad with rage. He had just assured His Majesty Belial that the troops under his command could deploy at any time and would surely become the sharpest spearhead on the front lines. Then, in the blink of an eye, trouble broke out at his own mine, and the elite soldiers he had painstakingly trained could not even defeat miners???
The fact that General Corrupt Heart had secured the second-largest mine proved that he was no incompetent fool. He understood that if something supposedly impossible had suddenly happened, there had to be some crucial factor he did not know about.
So he did not immediately throw the commander into the lava. Instead, he reviewed the entire mountain assault from beginning to end, and then discovered that there was a Master on the other side.
As a general, Corrupt Heart could not possibly be ignorant of strategy and tactics. Amateurs watched the spectacle, experts saw the craft. From the first two rounds