"We must not counterattack, and absolutely, absolutely must not entertain any thought of jumping out to fight a wild battle. I have to warn you two about this."
Mu Shaoan reiterated this once more.
Li Guokui and Jiang Rong both nodded heavily.
"This will be an exceptionally arduous, tormenting, and brutal war. We may not even see hope for a very long time, so you must prepare yourselves mentally. You must also tell your subordinates. Don't be afraid of the army's morale wavering. If you can't even withstand this much pressure, how will you be qualified to face the even more brutal wars of the future?"
"I can foresee that the future will be a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with the living suffering untold misery, and hell's millstone grinding all things down. But we must hold our formation and defend our base camp. This will be our last hope of victory. Believe me, and believe even more in your Master Xiao Geng, who has vanished without a trace. The key to this war lies in our ability to trust one another. One battlefield is in reality, and another is in the dreamscape. Although I don't yet know where the opportunity for victory lies, I believe it must exist. It is certainly there. As long as we persevere, that opportunity will eventually come."
Mu Shaoan rarely spoke in such a solemn tone. Li Guokui and Jiang Rong solemnly acknowledged his words.
"Now, I'll tell you about several bottom lines we must ensure in this war."
"First, no matter what, we must ensure that the Ancient Demon Heavenly Realm Defense System continues operating normally. At critical moments, we must release the flood—in other words, before the defensive threshold of the Ancient Demon Heavenly Realm Defense System reaches a