"The other side actually didn't expect that we would turn around and fight again. In addition, they beat us terribly before, which gave rise to their desire to underestimate the enemy."
Xue Ya sighed bitterly, "If we do it again, I'm afraid it won't be that easy."
"Chief of Blood Cliff, please don't belittle yourself.
In my opinion, if we have the same number, millions of ordinary soldiers and hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers, we can compete with the opponent's elites!"
Du Sheng smiled and said, "In this case, this battle will be much easier to fight!"
Kuguda, the old priest and others were all stunned.
Why are there two extremes in Du Sheng's mouth for the same words?
The reason why they were able to withstand it in the end was because in the face of certain death, everyone burst out with a strong desire to survive.
If you are overtaken, you will die. Only by resisting can you have some chance of survival.
If the two armies were really confronting each other, it's a matter of two minds whether they could display this kind of combat effectiveness! "Du Sheng, are you too confident?"
Ku Gu frowned, "I admit that Xueya led his army to achieve great results at the last moment.
However, the circumstances at that time were special and it was impossible for us to achieve such results in every game!"
The demon warriors in the Bloodmoor Wasteland are not afraid of death, and their individual combat capabilities are definitely not much worse than the regular army of the Montenegrin Alliance.
The defeat in the first battle was due to many factors.
The biggest reason was that the 200 million warriors from the small tribes at the back refused to obey orders and did not fight when it was time to fight, leaving their backs to the enemy, which resulted in such huge losses.
If we share the same hatred with the enemy, we will launch a full-scale counterattack.
Not to mention the five million elite members of the Montenegrin Alliance. Even if there were another five million, the pile would be enough to kill them.
Du Sheng didn't point it out because he didn't want to alienate the leaders of the small tribes.
In fact, they themselves already knew how big of a mistake they had made.
They gathered an army of 200 million and went out, but in the end not even half of them returned safely.
Perhaps they were lucky at first, thinking that the one-billion demon army in Shangxue City didn't have much capability.
They have an army of tens of billions here, and one person can drown them all with just a drop of spit.
Therefore, it is the leaders of these small tribes who really underestimate the enemy.
It is unreasonable to say that they had second thoughts and were only afraid of the three forces of Kumo Tribe, Blood Cliff Tribe and Black Feather Tribe, so they were forced to bring troops to help in the battle.
If he had really had second thoughts, he would never have sent so many troops to join the war.
Du Sheng went to the Wounded Barracks and saw that the 200 million demon soldiers were not just a bunch of idiots. They were all elites from each tribe.
It is obviously unjustifiable to have half-hearted intentions and send elite soldiers out to die.
Therefore, Du Sheng can be sure that they underestimated the enemy and did not deliberately want to lose this first game! In addition, there was not enough preparation before the battle, and there was no tacit understanding between the various units.
When encountering a siege and besieged formation, the lack of confidence led to morale chaos.
The elites of the Montenegrin Alliance were recharging their strength and took advantage of the opponent's confusion to rush in and kill them.
The tribal coalition forces did not respond well before and after, thinking that the other side had come with a large number of pursuing troops and wanted to devour them all.
Only then did the rear army order to retreat, making the situation even more corrupt.
By the time everyone reacted, the battle was over. The former army blocked the attack and beheaded nearly a million elite enemy soldiers.
Instead, they, the retreating warriors, became deserters.
If they were really deserters, it would be impossible for Xueya to bring them all back.
After all, once a deserter flees, he or she will run everywhere without any direction.
The tribal soldiers who came back, whether they were wounded or dead, were all members of the establishment.
Hundreds of millions of demonic troops were defeated and returned with heavy losses, but not many people were left behind. This explains the problem.
In other words, even if they were chased during the retreat, they were still in retreat formation and did not conflict with other military formations.
When it comes to responsibility, it's the commanders sent out by the small tribes who have problems, and they don't have as much responsibility as the soldiers.
It's a pity that others only saw the deserters and didn't think of this.
Du Sheng walked around the wounded barracks and found that everyone was extremely unwilling and holding their breath.
Listening to the discussion, everyone seemed to be very disdainful of Du Sheng's analysis.
Du Sheng sighed lowly.
The fighting style of these demons is indeed fierce, but the commander is a bit brainless.
When analyzing the battle situation, how can we only take success or failure as the outcome?
Sometimes, holding a small position for a day can play a decisive role in the final battle.
In the eyes of these big bosses, as long as they lose, they are defeated, and as long as they retreat, they are deserters. There is no plan at all! No wonder the demon world has invaded the Shenzhan Continent so many times, and almost all of them have crushed the Shenzhan Continent, but in the end
Even the dark bloodfield cannot be crossed.
You must know that the Dark Bloodfield is only the first line of defense in the God War Continent.
Over the past hundreds of thousands of years, there have been eight to eight trillion warriors from the demon world who have died here.
Almost every failure has left the Demon Realm traumatized.
But the results they achieved were pitiful.
It’s not the soldiers’ fault, it’s the commanders’ lack of brains! “Everyone, please be patient.”
Du Sheng smiled silently and said: "Since everyone thinks my words are not credible, let's verify it."
As he spoke, Du Sheng handed over to many people from small tribes.
"Brothers, please give me 200 million demon troops. No elites are needed, just ordinary warriors."
Before the leaders of the small tribes could speak, Kuguda frowned and asked, "Du Sheng, you don't need the warriors of our three major demon clans?"
"Need not."
Du Sheng shook his head, "In terms of bloodiness and courage, the warriors of all tribes in the Bloodmoor Wasteland are the same, and there is no distinction between them.
If the leader of Kuguda believes in the warriors of these tribes, he will give me command once.
I will lead them to a victory that makes all of you think it is impossible!"
"good!"
When the leader of a tribe heard that Du Sheng was so interested in them, he was so excited that he clapped his thigh and jumped up.
"My tribe is willing to send 30 million elites to help Du Sheng brother fight!"
"My tribe is also willing to send 30 million warriors to accompany brother Du Sheng on a journey!"
"The same is true for our tribe..." Soon, dozens of tribes responded in unison, "You have 30 million, I have 20 million. In the final count, it actually reached one billion."
"There is no need for so many people."
Du Sheng cried and laughed, "If we pull out one billion warriors, why don't we scare Hei Qing to death?
He thought that the decisive battle was about to begin just one day after we arrived at the boundary of Shangxue City! If Hei Qing gives in and escapes with his troops in advance, wouldn’t it mean that all our warriors’ work has been in vain?”
"Haha..." Everyone roared with laughter, and the previously decadent morale improved a lot in the blink of an eye.
Kuguda and others finally showed some smiles, and the atmosphere in the camp was not as solemn as before.