Ye Zhen knew about the bounties that Jiu Xi, the Prophet Demon Master of the Devil Race, and the Demon Emperor had placed on him.
Ye Zhen was also well aware of the consequences of killing Prophet Demon Master Qi Hong.
Even though the army of Demon Emperor Seventh Crown Prince Cong Yun had currently withdrawn, regardless of the reason, Ye Zhen knew clearly.
The Devil Race's retaliation would arrive soon.
Whether in the form of individuals or entire legions.
Individual attacks aside, a legion-scale assault would definitely be fiercer and larger in scale than the previous million-strong army of Demon Emperor Seventh Crown Prince Cong Yun.
When Ye Zhen had repelled Demon Emperor Seventh Crown Prince Cong Yun's million-man army, he had in fact relied somewhat on luck.
But when the Devil Race's army came next time to avenge Prophet Demon Master Qi Hong, Ye Zhen might not have such luck again.
Therefore, Ye Zhen had to prepare early.
Equipment, military supplies, elite main battle forces—Ye Zhen was actively making preparations for all of them.
But the most important thing was still the number of soldiers.
Even with weapons and equipment, a clever housewife could not cook without rice.
Ye Zhen had only two channels through which to replenish his troops: one was to transfer soldiers from North Sea Commandery, and the other was to reach out to the wubao of Blood River Fortress.
Having brought only 220,000 troops back then, Ye Zhen now regretted it.
If he had known that the Millennial War would erupt this year, Ye Zhen would at the very least have pulled 500,000 troops from North Sea Commandery.
That way, there would have been more than enough men to defend the city, allowing Ye Zhen to act as freely as he wished.
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