Eighty Percent Chance of Victory

"Right now, the Nika Tribe's Elite Army is driving our Lisi Tribe's army and people south in retreat."

Chief Lisi looked at Chief Carter and said in a low voice, "So our Lisi Tribe's Elite Army has to hurry over and support them."

"The enemy's attitude makes it obvious they intend to draw reinforcements over, then use their powerful ranged attack capabilities to defeat those reinforcements in one stroke."

Chief Carter frowned. "Fighting the Nika Tribe's Elite Army head-on is the same as attacking strength with weakness."

"Exactly! The Nika Tribe's Elite Army has Ranged Attacks that can even break through a Defense Line made with Gathering Star Stones and Forbidden Restrictions. It's truly terrifying."

"In the face of the enemy's Ranged Attacks, I'm afraid even experts may not be able to get close."

"Fighting head-on is simply courting death. The best option is still to continue reinforcing the Carter Tribe's Defense Line, and add all kinds of corresponding Defensive Fortifications against that unknown race's law attacks."

"Who knows where this unknown race popped out from? They're simply terrifying!"

The chiefs and experts of the various tribes all spoke up one after another, all supporting Chief Carter's opinion.

"I have no choice."

Chief Lisi said calmly.

Chief Carter could not help falling silent.

He truly had no choice.

This was an Open Conspiracy.

His entire tribe's army and people were all under the enemy's control.

If he did not go to support them, he might as well simply surrender.

As if thinking of something, one expert suddenly said, "Can we contact the large tribes along the retreat route and have them let the Lisi Tribe's army and people inside?"

As soon as he said this, he kept shaking his head, and everyone else was too lazy even to refute him.