After killing Mo Feng, Huo Hai no longer needed to oversee the rest of the battle himself. With the Confusion Insects controlling them, that army was as good as destroyed. Before long, hardly anyone would remain.
As for the forces on the other side, they had no idea what had happened here. They were still controlling the Demonfolk Army, continually contesting the mountain path with his undead. Moreover, the Demonfolk Army was barely attacking; most of its forces were defending instead. Huo Hai was in no hurry either. He simply sat down quietly and slowly recovered.
He had prepared fairly thoroughly for this battle, but plenty of unexpected developments had still arisen. For example, he had never imagined that the enemy would send three Spirit Marshals against him. That was the biggest problem.
All this time, Huo Hai had never even considered that possibility. Things had worked out this time because he had plenty of tricks at his disposal, but if something like this happened again, things might go wrong. His grasp of the bigger picture was truly lacking.
Even more unexpected was the enemy's possession of a terrifying weapon of war like the Air Fortress, followed by such powerful armor. Huo Hai had anticipated neither. Being able to kill three Spirit Marshals under those circumstances showed just how lucky he had been. "Next time, I absolutely cannot allow so many surprises."
Huo Hai muttered to himself, deeply dissatisfied with his performance. The backup measures he normally prepared still weren't enough. The Blazing Flame Sparrows were such powerful weapons, yet he had never fully developed their potential. Usually, he merely used them on instinct.
If he had raised more Blazing Flame Sparrows beforehand, a flock of them flying straight at the Demonfolk Army would have been enough. This time had