The Nine Great Families were not necessarily devoid of capable commanders.
But after running the Nine Super Enterprises for so long, they could never shake off the petty, mercenary air of shopkeepers.
When there was no profit to be made, they hemmed and hawed, shrinking back in fear.
Yet the moment they saw bait cast by the enemy, greed clouded their minds, and they forgot themselves entirely.
Thus, the last few elite mobile forces that Dragon City had forged through thirty years of the Another World War were led by commanders from the Nine Great Families straight into the Holy Light Faction's encirclement.
At this moment, although the Chaos Faction still occupied the vast central and southern regions of the Another World Continent,
apart from the weak Garrison Force, it could no longer find enough mobile troops capable of breaking the siege.
The three great legions under Meng Chao's command—the Super Star, Remnant Star, and Martial God Legions—had suffered casualties year after year in bitter battles. Many steel divisions with glorious War Merit retained nothing but their designations; all their battle-hardened elites had turned into heaps of bleached bones in the depths of the alien land.
And because the Nine Great Families had openly and covertly sabotaged him at every turn, Meng Chao's forces could not receive sufficient reinforcements of personnel or supplies. They were nothing more than empty skeletons, like starving beasts licking their wounds. How could they still have the strength to race a thousand miles to the rescue?
Beyond Dragon City Civilization, the Turan Orcs still retained some of their fierce and valiant strength.
However, "Doomsday Demon Wolf" Kanus was an exceptionally brilliant man. He had long seen that the people of the Nine Great Families were nothing but petty fools, unworthy of plotting grand plans with.