Unable to Retreat-Hold the Line to the Death!
The generals took turns trying to persuade the red-haired old man.
Soldiers are lost, which is normal, but losses must be worthwhile!
Their Eastern Continent defense line was already the weakest in terms of troop strength.
They managed to survive for a month entirely by sheer luck.
The enemy Devil Race army numbers 500,000, and so far, they have lost 50,000!
If it's just pure wear and tear, then it's not so bad, it's just a bit embarrassing to talk about, at least it served a certain purpose.
However, although the enemy lost 50,000 troops, it was no different from losing none!
Because the opponent possessed the Devouring Dao Principle, they devoured while fighting, thus increasing the overall strength of the entire army!
To sustain war through war!
This is the most terrifying!
The innate laws of the Devil Race are practically born for war.
And most importantly, we received the information.
The Devil Race will send another 200,000 troops. In that case, what's the point of them fighting?
Staying here means either losing your life or becoming a whetstone for the enemy!
It's completely useless; it's better to retreat and preserve our forces.
The red-haired old man's face was solemn, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to deepen even more!
There were even a few strands of white hair among her red hair.
"I know what you mean, but have you considered that if we retreat now, the Devil Race army will enter the Eastern Continent without any hindrance? At that time, the entire Eastern Continent will be devastated, and countless people will become food for the Devil Race!" The red-haired old man slowly raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, his voice carrying a hint of firmness and determination.
"Commander, we understand what you mean, but we really can't hold on any longer. The Devil Race army is getting stronger and stronger, and we are no match for them!" a general said bitterly.
"If we retreat, we can at least preserve some of our forces, and when reinforcements from the Heavenly Court and other states arrive, we will still have a chance to counterattack!" another general added.
The red-haired old man was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, "If we retreat now, how much of a morale boost will that give to the Devil Race army? How will the entire Profound Yellow Great World view us? Will they say we are accomplices of the Devil Race, helping Devil Race devour our own people!"
"There are millions of people in the Eastern Continent. Just along the border, there are still countless people who haven't left for various reasons. Even if many people have moved away, how far can they move with their limited resources?"
"It's just a little further away; we'll still have to go into the belly of the Devil Race eventually."
The crowd fell silent. The red-haired old man was right, but they truly couldn't hold on any longer.
"But Commander, if we don't retreat now, at most we'll only delay the Devil Race' attack. Those civilians will still die, and we'll all be wiped out here. It's completely pointless!" A general took a deep breath and said.
The red-haired old man nodded helplessly; he knew this too.
What they need most right now is reinforcements.
However, as things stand, reinforcements from Heavenly Court and other states have yet to arrive.
He couldn't understand why, given how vast the Xuanhuang World was, its military strength was so scarce.
Have we been living in comfort for too long?
What about the Heavenly Court?
The Heavenly Court's Heavenly General Heavenly Soldier and generals are incredibly powerful; can't they even spare a single one to help?
"I will request support from the Heavenly Court and other states. I will go personally. But for now, we must hold out for a while and not let the Devil Race army easily enter our Eastern Continent!" The red-haired old man's gaze was firm, and his voice was powerful and resounding.
The generals had no choice but to nod.
Meanwhile, in the Southern Ridge.
At the summit of a majestic mountain, a middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance.
Below is the army setting up camp for rest and reorganization, about to return to Southern Ridge territory!
"My lord, news has come from the Eastern Continent that the Devil Race Army has intensified its attack, and the Eastern Continent Garrison Army is on the verge of collapse!" A subordinate dressed in black approached the middle-aged man and reported in a low voice.
The middle-aged man frowned slightly; he naturally knew about the situation in the Eastern Continent.
He was actually the commander-in-chief of the army supporting Eastern Continent, but he was called back halfway through the march.
Although he felt ashamed, Southern Ridge was currently beset by internal and external troubles and was too busy to take care of itself.
The Demon Race, which has been dormant for many years, has suddenly launched an attack!
Countless Great Demon emerged and began attacking human cities.
"The internal strife in Southern Ridge has not yet been quelled, and we cannot spare troops to support Eastern Continent!" the middle-aged man sighed and said.
"But if we don't support Eastern Continent, once the Devil Race army conquers Eastern Continent, they will turn their attention to our Southern Ridge, and then our Southern Ridge will also face a huge threat!" the black-clad subordinate said with some worry.
The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, "I will request support from the Heavenly Court, but right now, we must first quell the internal strife in the Southern Ridge, otherwise, our Southern Ridge will also be plunged into utter ruin!"
The subordinate in black nodded; he knew the middle-aged man was right. Their situation in Southern Ridge was indeed dire, plagued by internal strife and threatened by external enemies. They had to resolve their internal problems before they could deal with the external threats.
"Yes, sir!" the subordinate in black replied respectfully, then turned and left.
The middle-aged man gazed into the distance, his heart filled with worry and helplessness.
He knew that the situation for Human Race was becoming increasingly dire, and they had to take action as soon as possible, otherwise the entire world would fall under the control of the alien races!
Hundred Rivers City is gone.
If you want to take a ferry, you can only go to the next nearest major city.
But that would only take more time.
Therefore, Ye Jing could only use his superpowers to set up a teleportation array on the spot.
Although it costs about ten times more Spirit Stone than taking the ferry, Ye Jing's family is large and wealthy, so this amount of Spirit Stone is nothing!
He also left behind teleportation coordinates in Dali.
So you won't be teleported to any strange place.
"Ye Jing, don't hang me on your waist, I need to go into my Storage Bag. It seems the Heavenly Court is monitoring this area even more closely!" the girl's clear voice rang out.
Ye Jing frowned slightly; this was not good news.
"Good!"
Ye Jing didn't hesitate and put the Dragon Tiger Jade Ruyi into his Storage Bag.
Previously, the Dragon Tiger Jade Ruyi was unwilling to be placed in the Storage Bag.
Now that he's willing to join, Ye Jing isn't happy at all!
Because this means more pressure!
Ye Jing took a deep breath and stopped thinking about it.
He and Qiuyue stepped onto the teleportation altar, a burst of light rose, and their figures slowly disappeared.
When it reappears.
The two appeared in the Great Li Dynasty, thousands of miles away.
However, since they weren't in their own residence, they would probably be ambushed by experts from the Ye Family and Li Family as soon as they landed.
Therefore, when arranging the Ye Jing, many spots were reserved.
Now, they were in a dilapidated temple outside the city.
The two changed their appearances, left the dilapidated temple, and returned to the Dali of Imperial Capital!
"Young Master, although it's only been less than three months since I left, it feels like a long time has passed!" Qiuyue looked at the familiar streets with some emotion.
"Yeah, even the pickpockets smell familiar." Ye Jing smiled slightly, then grabbed a lean man who had just passed by him!