Deep within Four Elements Forest, at the heart of the human defensive position.
Zhuojiu and Malthus stared at the map with deeply furrowed brows. Though the reported casualties numbered two hundred thousand, what truly worried them was not the loss of personnel, but the formations.
Before the battle, they had deployed every offensive formation, but only activated a third of the defensive ones.
If all the defensive formations were activated, then even with four million men under his command, the White-Robed Holy King would never be able to break through their position.
But if they did that, the White-Robed Holy King would realize that forcing his way in would place him in an encirclement under attack from both front and rear. Then, he would not enter.
Zhuojiu and Malthus had already sacrificed two hundred thousand brothers. If activating all the formations for their subordinates' safety caused the White-Robed Holy King not to come, then those two hundred thousand brothers would have died for nothing. They would be sinners in the eyes of the Iron Blood Brotherhood as well.
But if they continued defending as they had last night, at least another two hundred thousand would die over the course of the morning. Zhuojiu did not want to keep filling the gap with his brothers' lives.
"Is there a better tactic?" Malthus had considered every option, yet he could not find a way to reduce the soldiers' casualties.
Zhuojiu smiled, drew the Sky Crystal Divine Sword from his waist, and said to Malthus, "There is one more way: challenge the White-Robed Holy King. Interested in fighting him?"
Malthus instantly looked at Zhuojiu in excitement. "How did I not think of that? We are both God Kings of the Holy Light Faction, and so is the White-Robed Holy King. If we challenge