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Indeed, as Mowei said, thanks to the battlefield location, the Zerg forces were backed by their main base, which shortened the supply distance but also restricted their movement. Moreover, given the current size of both sides' forces, even a planet could be destroyed, and its few fortified facilities would not affect the overall course of the battle.

The representative of the Ketu civilization nodded in agreement with Mowei's statement, but he had a vague feeling that something was wrong. The radical approach was to launch a full-scale war. Although the Zerg did not have room to maneuver, with their terrifying numbers of over 1.5 billion and their even more powerful energy and military systems than before, even if it was just a head-on confrontation, annihilating them would come at an unimaginable cost.

As a race on the front lines of the war, they will inevitably be among those who pay the price. If they were to directly confront the current Zerg forces, the fate of the Ketu Clan would probably be even worse than that of the Yuntu Clan, which was being secretly mocked. They might even suffer near-total annihilation like the Sangqie Clan.

All of this was not what the Ketu Clan wanted; it was completely different from their previous plans. Therefore, the Ketu civilization representative did not want to choose this path. He wanted to hear about a more prudent approach. If the consequences of that path were even more severe, then they would have no other choice.

"So, what about the other way?"

"The other option is simple: withdraw from the battlefield. Even the Zerg wouldn't want a war that results in mutual destruction. So, they probably won't pursue. Of course, there will always be a price to pay for a retreat."

"Mowei, avoiding battle is not a good choice. We've already been delayed here for too long. Our previous near-light-speed march has already drawn a lot of criticism." General Mide of the Yuntu Clan, though unwilling to provoke Mowei, couldn't help but remind him. Among the pigmen present, he was a staunch advocate of war and the group most eager to see the Zerg wiped out.

"Lord Mide, I think you, who have temporarily withdrawn from the war, have no right to point fingers here," Mowei retorted bluntly. His words were met with tacit agreement from many races, led by the Ketu civilization. The Yuntu Clan, whose ranks had been decimated, were now speaking without any real concern for the consequences. Given their position, even if they were to send troops back to fight, it would be decades later, so they naturally didn't need to consider the losses of the war in the coming period.

But the races on the front lines didn't want their precious creatures to suffer too much loss. They were willing to fight a battle when things were going well, but when it came to a war that was foreseeably difficult, they instinctively chose to retreat.

"Hmph, Mowei, if I'm not qualified, then you, who don't even have an army on the front lines yet, are even less qualified, aren't you?" Mide's anger surged, and old and new grudges made him somewhat irrational. Although his brain kept sending signals to shut up, his mouth was somewhat disobedient.

However, what he said made sense. Mowei had led a small team to the front line first, while the troops of their race were still nowhere to be seen.

Faced with the questioning, Mowei calmly rubbed his chin twice and said, "Don't rush, this is exactly what I'm about to say. No matter how powerful the Zerg, they are fighting alone, without any allies to help them. But we will have a continuous stream of reinforcements."

"I believe the safest approach is for the Ketu race, which is already engaged in battle with the Zerg, to temporarily retreat and await the arrival of more reinforcements. Please take a look at this report." After speaking, Mowei projected some information onto the public screen, which marked a star field with a red dot.

"This is the latest intelligence I obtained from the Epoch Clan. According to reconnaissance, the Zerg currently occupy more than 262 star systems, and there are signs of military action in 182 of them." Representatives of many civilizations were shocked when they saw these figures. Mowei's powerful background was indeed impressive; this was the most direct and accurate intelligence they had seen so far.

"What's this guy's connection to? Where did he get this intelligence?" a representative from another tribe secretly asked his friend. Although they had received similar intelligence before, none of it had been this accurate.

"I heard that kid used the Zerg's Biological Armor to establish a relationship with Elder Humins of the Epoch Clan under the guise of exchanging usage tips."

"Damn! What luck! Why don't I have a set of Biological Armor?"

"Don't rush. After defeating the Zerg, we might be able to capture some loot. We're on the front lines; we're bound to get something."

"That makes sense. However, the Zerg have deployed troops from so many star systems to the front lines; our forces here are somewhat insufficient."

"Yes, these things at the front are the lifeblood of our entire clan. We absolutely cannot let them be destroyed here, or I will become a sinner to the whole clan."

"That's exactly right."

Mowei clapped his hands, interrupting the whispers, "Alright, everyone, don't worry too much. Although the Zerg have occupied a large territory, it also means an extremely long distance. Although they have deployed troops to many star systems, considering the travel time, in the next ten years, they will only be able to reach the front lines from about twenty star systems."

"Moreover, most of these twenty-odd star systems are newly occupied territories of the Zerg, with underdeveloped infrastructure, and cannot provide many new soldiers. The armies that conquered them back then have now mostly gathered here. In other words, the Zerg will actually not have many reinforcements in the next ten years. According to my estimate, the number will increase at most from the current 1.5 billion to 2.5 billion."

"On the other hand, we need to acquire far more reinforcements in ten years. For one thing, our Lashudia forces will arrive here in seven years, and our expeditionary force comprises one hundred million conventional warships."

Mowei's words once again sparked whispers among the various foreign tribes. The Lashudia Clan, to which Mowei belonged, was one of the oldest branches of the Mid-Ring Civilizations. They were situated between the Middle and Inner Circles. Originally, because their Origin and most of their occupied territory were located in the Middle Circle, they were eventually classified as part of the Mid-Ring Civilizations. However, they were still recognized as the most powerful Mid-Ring Civilizations, their strength being on a completely different level from the lower-level Mid-Ring Civilizations. Even the Yuntu Clan was quite a distance behind them.

Given the stealth inherent in warp drive, apart from themselves and a few other races, no one else knew the size or location of their fleet. It was only after Mowei revealed this that they realized this powerful reinforcement was about to arrive on the battlefield.

Everyone was excited for a moment. With powerful warships and a number of over 100 million, the Lashudia Clan alone might be able to annihilate the Zerg garrison.

"Gentlemen, launching a war now, in my opinion, is extremely risky. It would be better to wait for more comrades to join us, and then conquer the Zerg with invincibility."