"Mr. Bai, we succeeded. Those eight dynasties have each sent between ten and twenty billion troops south. And that's not all—they've independently allied with other dynasties. Fifteen dynasties have now joined the battle, with a combined force of hundreds of billions. We don't know the exact number!"
At the central military camp, Bai Yang and the others had gathered. Jiang Haoran, who had just received the news, looked at Bai Yang in astonishment.
It was unbelievable. Bai Yang had actually used a scheme to draw more than ten dynasties into the battle, all with the same target: the two hundred billion troops of the Great Light Dynasty. They would never have dared imagine such a thing before.
Though the troops of those dynasties couldn't match the Great Light Dynasty in individual combat strength, there were so many of them that they could simply bury the enemy beneath their numbers!
They'd sent envoys to spread rumors about the Great Light Dynasty's threat, clouding the rulers' judgment. They'd even disguised their own troops as Great Light forces so convincingly that it was almost impossible to tell them apart. The dynasties had been left with no choice but to target the Great Light Dynasty for their own survival!
Bai Yang let out a quiet breath. He knew that victory was all but assured now. The Great Light Dynasty's army was indeed powerful, but there was no turning the tide against a force twenty or even thirty times its size.
Just by comparing troop numbers, the light of victory seemed to be on their side. But they couldn't forget Chu Tianya. As an Earth Emperor Realm expert, if they couldn't kill him, he alone could sway the outcome of this war.
There was no helping it. Earth Emperor Realm experts were simply too powerful.