Before long, however, Wang Yufu said gravely, "My lord, this is bad! There are too many enemy troops!"
Sure enough, more and more Drowned Ghosts appeared. Their surging ranks likely numbered a million, stretching over a hundred miles of coastline and still spreading farther.
The stretch of coast Tang Changsheng's Yin Soldiers had to defend grew longer and longer, thinning their forces. Like a rubber band pulled ever tighter, they would eventually snap.
Tang Changsheng sensed the danger too. A cold glint flashed in his eyes. "Attack and defense are one. Hold out too long, and we lose!"
"My lord, allow me to lead a force out and strike at them!" Wang Yufu agreed.
Tang Changsheng nodded slowly. "Be careful. If anything goes wrong, withdraw at once. Take twenty thousand Magical Weapons with you!"
Wang Yufu was startled. That would strip Cloudtail Mountain of nearly all its troops!
He did not know Tang Changsheng had another force in reserve. Tang Changsheng had kept it as his trump card, without even telling Wang Yufu...
The essence of warfare lay in always leaving room to maneuver and keeping enough reserves to handle any sudden turn of events.
But once those twenty thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Magical Weapons left, only two or three hundred Demon Soldiers would remain on Cloudtail Mountain.
"Don't worry. It'll be fine. Reinforcements from Stone Screen Mountain and Skyless Mountain will arrive soon!"
"But what if those demons and ghosts can't be relied upon?" Even Wang Yufu was growing uneasy in the face of this situation.
Who knew whether the Demon Kings and Ghost Kings of Stone Screen Mountain and Skyless Mountain would come to their aid in time? One misstep could leave Tang Changsheng in grave danger.
"Just go. I'll hold Cloudtail Mountain! Remember, strike hard. And when