Annihilating the Giant Spirit Eagle Clan

The Nine-tailed Fox Clan's capture of Demon Saint Valley had caught everyone by surprise.

But everyone could have predicted the Giant Spirit Eagle Clan's reaction.

Only...

"The numbers are wrong!"

The patriarchs of several families that had come with the Giant Spirit Eagle Clan gathered together, pointing toward Demon Saint Valley in the distance as they discussed something.

Of course.

They were far from the only ones who had been summoned.

They were simply more familiar with one another.

Before every battle, the few of them would gather together.

Not only to arrange tactics.

But also to join forces and reduce their losses.

The reason for this lay mainly in the Giant Spirit Eagle Clan's management model. The Giant Spirit Eagle Clan had a complete system for using its subordinate races. Take the current siege as an example: the Giant Spirit Eagle Clan had never sent its own experts into battle. In fact, it was reluctant to send even its ordinary members. Thanks to its large number of subordinate races, the Giant Spirit Eagle Clan could use them entirely as cannon fodder. Thus, even though the enemy had drawn first blood, the Giant Spirit Eagle Clan would still send subordinate families like theirs into battle to test the waters, even using their clansmen's lives to wear down the enemy before finally committing its own forces.

Thus, it could be said that they were the ones who chewed through the hardest bones.

As for the best piece of meat...

Who would it ultimately fall into the hands of...

Did that even need to be said?

This was precisely in line with the Giant Spirit Eagle Clan's calculations.

As one side waned, the other grew.

They stood at the very front, took the cruelest beatings, chewed through the hardest bones, suffered the