Out of their "trust" in Blood Hand Great King, Bloodthirsty Great King could basically conclude that when it came to top-tier combat power, they had no chance of winning.
As for the main army, the Green-Skinned forces on the main battlefield had already been completely suppressed by the enemy. Meanwhile, the main force under his command was still nowhere to be found, leaving Bloodthirsty Great King on the verge of losing his mind.
Something was wrong! This wasn't right!
Normally, shouldn't he have brought the main army over to turn the tide and reverse the battle? How had he ended up getting beaten alongside everyone else?
At the thought of this, Bloodthirsty Great King felt his scalp go numb.
If the Green-Skinned soldiers hadn't mostly been single-minded simpletons who were still fighting to the death, then under the allied army's snowballing offensive, they would have been routed long ago.
For a time, the Green-Skinned powerhouses who had remained on the main battlefield, including Blood Hand Great King and Bloodthirsty Great King, found themselves caught between a rock and a hard place.
Now, the only one they could count on was the Green-Skinned Emperor.
As long as the Green-Skinned Emperor could kill his opponent in his duel with Holy Roland I, then even if they temporarily retreated today because of the army's disadvantage in numbers, they could regroup and return in force.
By then, relying on the Green-Skinned Emperor's power in the Vertical and Horizontal Realm, they could quickly even out the situation despite the allied army's numerical advantage, or even crush them outright.
After all, on a battlefield of this level, the Green-Skinned Emperor and Holy Roland I were equivalent to the nuclear weapons of their respective sides.
If both sides had them, then neither could use them, and to