In truth, the slaughter before them was merely foreplay to both Talzax and Solam—utterly unimportant. The only difference was that Talzax still harbored a sliver of unrealistic hope for this foreplay, while Solam was simply watching a show.
Talzax hoped his subordinates could stage an earth-shattering comeback and frighten off the invaders. Yes, Talzax did not even fantasize about truly defeating Solam's army. He merely hoped to make Solam understand that dealing with him would come at too great a cost, prompting Solam to abandon this already unequal war.
In Talzax's eyes, the Perforated Hive was a barren wasteland, not worth Solam paying too high a price for. As long as the casualties became too great, Solam would see that clearly.
Unfortunately, Talzax had miscalculated badly. Solam did not care about losses at all. In fact, even the previous losses had been deliberately created by Solam. He had come to train his troops. No matter how many unqualified soldiers died, Solam would not so much as furrow his brow. On the contrary, Talzax's final resistance delighted Solam greatly, as it gave him one last opportunity to train his troops.
So Solam simply held his position and sent his high-ranking demons to tear apart those scorpion-tailed spider demons. As for the lower-ranking demons, Solam's approach was even more straightforward: however many died on the battlefield, he replenished that many!
After all, Solam still had nearly a hundred thousand demons behind him, and even more Dretches. They could take their time playing! The fiercer the survival of the fittest, the better!
Thus, the war fell into a strange state. Solam's side remained as steady as a mountain, continuously feeding enormous numbers of low-ranking demons into the battlefield, letting Talzax's subordinates kill to their hearts' content!
This battle took place in the Heart