It's quite difficult to kill these half-human, half-demon beast creatures with a single shot, unless you hit a vital spot.
The reduction of the 100,000-strong army was less than one-tenth, falling far short of the previous bloody battle in the forest near the Northern Coast.
However, warfare in ancient tis was typically like this. Both sides were very disorganized, and basically, the outco was determined once the opponent's morale was shattered.
Northern Coast, Demon King Army Camp.
Luo Yan sat cross-legged in the main tent, eyes closed in ditation, the soft orange glow from the fire basin reflecting on his serene face, resembling a finely carved marble statue.
At this mont, his consciousness was not lingering in this tent, but imrsed in the deep, dark Sea of Consciousness, vast like the universe.
In his Sea of Consciousness, a pale blue virtual screen shimred on a colossal stone tablet, displaying the lively conversation of people in the "Catastrophe OL" official forum.
"Five Gatlings jamd, One Mouthful of Chemical Pool nearly turned over!"
"Battle video released! Hu Wan is aweso, throat slice achieved, nad the best of the match!"
"Undoubtedly deserving of the top Undead Rat in the entire server!"
"Photo of Sand Ridge Tribe's main general, Miss Cassa."
"Whoa, I think this chaleon is quite charismatic and charming."
"Whoa, there's a player from Ganges here!"
"?? What's wrong with being a Lizardman?"
"Am I the only one curious if Dragon Turtle at is tasty?"
"..."
Seeing the chaotic chatter on the forum, the corners of Luo Yan's mouth lifted into a slight smile.
As he predicted, the hundred little players he sent to reinforce the Sand Ridge Clan in the Central Desert successfully completed their mission, saving the Sand Ridge Tribe from a dood fate.
To be honest, the 100,000-strong primitive human army of the Holy Armor Dragon Kingdom never truly concerned him from the start.
The main reason for arranging this battle was to test the practical effectiveness of the hand-cranked Gatling by One Mouthful of Chemical Pool under the An Si Si Group.
Now it seems the preparations by One Mouthful of Chemical Pool were still inadequate. Although this epoch-making weapon's firepower is decent, its stability and manufacturing craftsmanship still need improvent.
"...It seems the new equipnt from the An Si Si Group needs more refinent."
Luo Yan secretly contemplated, perhaps he could involve the engineers from Black Wind Castle's military factory to participate in improving this new equipnt, optimizing the next generation of Gatlings, maybe even placing them on the top of the Magic Crystal Tanks.
Cumberso?
There's no such thing.
The Military Minister of the Demon God Cabinet just loves it this way; the more firepower, the better, the more turrets, the better, the more exaggerated the paper statistics, the better.
Even if the equipnt is overweight, it doesn't matter; they can always stuff a little demon adept at Earth Magic in the carriage and use magic to firm the ground while moving forward.
As for whether the frontline soldiers and logistic personnel feel satisfied or not, it doesn't matter, as long as Caesar Colin is satisfied... he's the one truly footing the bill.
As Luo Yan was contemplating, the graceful Youyou pranced around him excitedly, chattering away.
"As expected of Lord Demon King, a re 100,000-strong army is no match for your servants... now the Holy Armor Dragon Kingdom should know how formidable you are!"
It seed to have already envisioned the scene where the Lizardn of Assam City kneel at Lord Demon King's feet, placing his statue at the top of the Pyramid in veneration!
Hearing Youyou's words, Luo Yan chuckled softly.
"They knew it from the start, even if they didn't in the beginning, seeing our Magic Crystal Tanks should have made it clear."
To the Holy King of the Holy Armor Dragon Kingdom, whether it's offering sacrifices to the Dragon God or to their own treads, it essentially ans the sa thing.
They can persist on the surface because of their stupidity and arrogance, but fundantally it's because they have so many offerings available that they aren't considered a loss.
Youyou tilted its head, not understanding what Lord Demon King ant by this, and Luo Yan had no intention to explain, rely browsing the forum before ending the ditation.
The next step was to wait for news from Thanos.
If that guy returns safely, he can order Alakdo to launch the final attack on Assam City.
As Luo Yan ended his ditation, faint footsteps were heard outside the tent, and monts later, a black-robed Acolyte entered quietly and reported in a low voice.
"Lord Demon King, the delegation from the Wind Roar Tribe has co again, this ti personally led by their leader, Urga Wind Split."
Luo Yan casually inquired.
"What is he here for?"
"He brought the map of the Sun Step Mountain Range and expressed his allegiance to you."
The black-robed Acolyte continued respectfully.
"He also said that his previous envoy did not accurately convey his intentions, misconstrued his intent of subservience as forming an alliance, and implores you not to take it to heart. He greatly admires your might and determined in his heart that you are his master from the first eting. He and his people are willing to follow in your footsteps forever, until the end of ti, and asks you to give him another chance."
Although he couldn't see Urga's face, Luo Yan could sense the fear and humility in his words just from the Acolyte's account.
It seems that the sight of the inferno that swallowed 30,000 Armored Dragon Soldiers in the forest earlier was crystal clear to this leader of the Wind Roar Tribe flying above.
Compared to the stubborn resistance of the Holy Armor Dragon Kingdom, the small tribe long struggling at the edge of life and death evidently understood the principles of assessing the situation better.
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