Lord of the Truth

901  To the south

General Therin's shout shook the ship, but no one dared to approach him to calm him down. A report had just come in that three ships had been surrounded by four demon outposts, and they had all been shot down.

Without looking around, the general shouted again in a loud voice, "How much are the total losses so far?!"

"So far, 9 ships from our fleet and 13 ships from General Mayufin's fleet have been shot down, while 30 demon outposts have been destroyed." One of the assistant officers quickly spoke, "Meanwhile, a battle is raging in the left sector and we expect the losses to increase again."

*Crack* The general quickly clenched his hand but didn't say anything, he couldn't find anything to say.

He used the most insane and bloodthirsty move in the Great Serpent Empire's army tactic books, which was to separate and wreak havoc and kill the civilians until the enemy lost the ability to bear the losses, but they were met with monsters more corrupt and blood thirsty than they ever were.

Now the plan to strike the rear ranks and civilians has become impossible since there are no civilians at all and those things don't care about their lives, the plan to control a few scattered fortresses at the same time also failed because the demons spread out more than them and their control over the land became absolute.

As for regrouping and making the decision to fight face to face, it is even more impossible because after all these losses, they currently have 170 martial emperors and their enemy has about 440, if the same pattern of losses continues, they will be wiped out without a doubt!

After more than a minute of thinking against the general's clutched his fists even more strongly, "Can we request support from the Western Region Fleet?" That was the only thing he could think of, requesting support! n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"I don't think it's a wise idea, General, he's facing exactly the same hardship as us right now against at least 200 Demon Emperors, if we summon him, all those Demon Emperors will come after him and we won't benefit anything.

"Then what do we do? Should we just retreat to the northern region?!" General Therin looked around frantically, retreating now before achieving any return would be devastating to his military record, but it was better than staying here and waiting for death.

"We can't either, please put that idea aside!" One of the loyal aides quickly intervened, "Our return to the north now won't be just a tactical retreat but a defeated one, once we retreat all those demons will come to surround the north and pressure the marshals, when the marshals will blame you as the head of the three generals and you will be executed without delay!"

"...?!" The general opened his eyes wide, then put both hands on his ears and shouted, "Argh!!!"

"...General, there is a final solution in my opinion." One of the aides spoke shyly.

"What is it? Say it quickly!!" The general raised his head again as if he had finally found a lifeline

"Victory in the Western and Central Regions is impossible in our current situation. Our ships hardly move without colliding with a demon outpost, and no sooner does a battle take place than the neighboring outposts quickly respond and come to help…" His words frustrated the general again, but he quickly continued, "The solution in my opinion is to expand the scope of the battles! Wasn't our main mission to control the Central, Western and Southern Regions? Let's go to the Southern Region, either we or General Mayofin will be enough, while the second fleet stays here!" "…Right… Right! How did I not think of this before?!" The general gestured several times excitedly, then she went to another working communication device, "All ships, prepare the engines to launch at maximum speed, we will head immediately to the Southern Region!" According to the news they received from the Eastern Region, the Southern Region did not have any real army, but it still housed billions of intelligent races who chose to side with the True Beginning Empire.

This was supposed to be the hardest region to control due to the presence of so many intelligent beings, but now it seemed like an ideal place to wreak havoc at their convenience and pull the battlefield into their midst, by then the distance between the demon's outposts would be stretched so much that it would be useless, they could also tone down their wild behavior if they were surrounded by civilians!

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Sakaar muttered when he heard the report from one of the Shadow Swords, but he didn't seem shaken in the slightest. In fact, he smiled: "Half of the enemy forces have gone south? They are only delaying the absolute…"

In his mind, if the enemy general thought that he would destroy their coordination by expanding the battlefield, he was gravely mistaken. There is no coordination between the demons in the first place, they just follow their instincts…

And if he thought that including civilians in the fight would prevent the demons from using all their forces, his foolishness is beyond description, because they are the ones who benefit from the accumulation of corpses!

"General Sakaar, please send support to the southern region as soon as possible. We cannot afford the destruction of the space portal there after the northern space portal was destroyed and we lost the right to access the eastern one. Also, the western space portal is within General Amon's battlefield and its safety is not guaranteed." The Shadow Sword who brought the report bowed slightly, "Also, our subjects should not feel that we have completely abandoned them, you must show them that we care… even a little…"

"The Space Portal?" Sakaar's smile quickly disappeared, if the southern and western space portals were destroyed, they would be separated from the Lord for a long time, they shouldn't allow that, "…Understood."

"You're there, come here!" After the Shadow Sword left, Sakaar called out to one of the demons next to him, the one who was carrying a bag made of blue leather.

Sakaar reached into the bag took out a voice ring and grabbed it with his big claws with some disgust, then inserted his spiritual sense into it, "…Phlad, gather the nearest fifty outposts around you, head to the southern area and execute the outposts plan there, I'll go ahead of you."

He then put the voice ring back in its place and took out another ring, it was a space ring *swoosh*

Several black flags came out of the ring, creating a temporal space portal, then Sakaar put the ring back into the leather bag, "Tsk~ I hate those things…" Then he jumped into the portal.