"Brother Huo Xuan, the various forces of our Azure Dragon Army have long been pinned down by Nine Abysses. We simply cannot spare anyone to send to your aid."
Inside the Vermilion Bird Army commander's tent, Great General Huo Xuan's brows knitted tightly after he heard the voice transmission from the Vermilion Bird Token in his hand.
Bang...!
Huo Xuan suddenly slammed his palm heavily onto the table, then said with a frown:
"You, Wei Ming, cannot spare anyone? You simply think Xueji City is beyond saving and are unwilling to expend the fighting strength of your Azure Dragon Armor."
A young battle general beside him also frowned and said:
"Elder Huo, though you may not wish to hear it, this subordinate still wishes to say that there is no longer any need to reinforce Xueji City."
"Xueji City's outer city has already fallen."
"To rescue the thirty thousand defenders inside, we would have to lose at least one hundred thousand Vermilion Bird Armor."
"And even then, Xueji City would still be lost."
"Rather than do that, we should abandon Xueji City and do everything possible to mitigate the losses its fall will bring."
Huo Xuan raised a hand and rubbed hard between his brows before turning toward the young battle general.
"Lei Huo, do you know how much of our Vermilion Bird Army's territory will face Nine Abysses' million-strong demonic army directly if we lose Xueji City?"
"Half!"
"With the slightest misstep, our entire army could very well collapse!"
Lei Huo sighed.
"General Lü Yuan's death and the defection of the hundred and eighty thousand Vermilion Bird Xueji Army troops defending the city both came far too suddenly."
"Otherwise, with Xueji City's forces and General Lü Yuan's ability to command them, how could Xueji City possibly have fallen?"
Huo