Chapter 860 - 537: Lei Province’s Great Battlefield, Betting on the Fate of the Clan! (Double - )

Chapter 860: Chapter 537: Lei Province’s Great Battlefield, Betting on the Fate of the Clan! (Double Chapter)

Of course, these are all matters for the future.

Below Spirit Mountain, Song Changming whistled, and the sound echoed through the valley.

Soon, a yellow and a white swift wind blew in, landing in front of Song Changming.

"Did you have fun outside?" Song Changming smiled as he rubbed the two dogs’ heads.

Dahuang and White sat crouched, lowering their heads happily barking twice in response.

When he went to Celestial Tao Academy, he let the two big dogs roam free in the wild, racing and chasing across the mountains.

Now nearly two months had passed, the climate turning colder, and Song Changming reckoned it was about time to head back.

After all, the purpose of this trip was basically achieved, and he couldn’t stay outside for too long.

"Young master, are we going back?" Su Qingqing, who had been following along, couldn’t help but ask.

"Why, can’t bear to go back?" Song Changming said with a faint smile.

"How could it be." Su Qingqing shook her head, after so long out, she actually missed home quite a bit.

Following Song Changming on this journey, she had seen a great deal and met many disciples of the major sects, which was interesting and novel but not enough to make her reluctant to return.

"Let’s go back then." Song Changming said, flipping onto Dahuang’s back.

"Okay." Su Qingqing smiled and settled onto White.

Time flew, and it was December.

Another year-end was approaching, and the streets of the city began to be adorned with lanterns and decorations, joyfully welcoming the New Year.

The most simple wish of the common people was that the coming year would be as smooth and peaceful as this one, with favorable weather and national peace and security.

They were unaware of the world-ending calamity, didn’t understand the Human-Demon camp war or the significant affairs like the revival of the Human Race.

They only knew that this year went well, with no disasters or illnesses befalling themselves, hoping the next year would be the same.

But inside the Prince’s Mansion, in the council hall, the atmosphere was not as lively and harmonious as the city streets, instead, it was somewhat dreary.

Song Changming sat in his seat, looking silently at the special envoy from Cloud Emperor City who wore a bitter smile.

In the main seat, Prince Cui also furrowed his brows, annoyingly tapping his fingers on the table.

"Last time, 10,000 elite with innate power were already barely manageable. If I have to recruit more now, my military department might as well disband immediately." Prince Cui shook his head at the envoy.

"I understand the Great King’s difficulties, but presently the battlefield in Lei Province is advancing in layers, and the situation is getting fiercer, right when we need manpower. Not only Prince Cui’s territory but also other states and feudal lands are the same, still hoping the Great King considers the bigger picture..."

The envoy wiped the sweat from his forehead, speaking helplessly.

"How many more do you need this time?" Prince Cui sighed and asked.

"Three thousand innate elites." The envoy cautiously mentioned a number.

"The recruitment of this magnitude already counts as a national fortune’s battle! If we fail to capture the Thunder Rock Two States this time, the entire Human Race might suffer a great loss of vitality!" Hu Tomb, listening by the side, had an exceptionally grave expression.

One wrong step, and the Human Race might be pushed to the edge of a cliff!

"Isn’t this too hasty?" Hu Tomb couldn’t help but raise a doubt.

Prince Cui also suddenly stood up, startling the envoy.

"I must see His Majesty. At the very least, I need to know how the situation has deteriorated to such an urgent point on the front line in just a few months."

"Ah, this..." The envoy, upon hearing this, didn’t know what to say for a moment.

He was only acting under orders and didn’t have the authority to forcibly recruit.

"Someone, arrange for the envoy to be well cared for at the Prince’s Mansion, with good food and drink."

Prince Cui was determined to leave once he said he would and was quick in his actions.

Before leaving, after a brief consideration, he still cared for the overall situation and instructed Song Changming.

Three thousand innate elites, first draft a list, this time he permitted Song Changming to include his division of the imperial army in it—all the soldiers and generals within could be used for recruitment.

Having said that, Prince Cui left.

The envoy then followed someone to rest in the Prince’s Mansion, leaving only Hu Tomb and Song Changming in the council hall.

"Sending another three thousand innate elites over, it seems the military department will indeed have to disband." Hu Tomb laughed helplessly.

With the high-end combat power suddenly drained, the constructed military system became unstable at once.

Restoring the military department’s strength would take an uncertain amount of time.

"Fortunately, the Nine Netherworld in the southeast is temporarily held off by the Undead corpse Legion, making it difficult for the Demon Race to cross, otherwise, if they took advantage of this weakness, it would indeed be troublesome." Song Changming also shook his head.

"Indeed, at this critical juncture, we must guard against the Demon Race’s trickery, and even though there are undead corpses in the Nine Netherworld, it’s not necessarily safe, especially since the Demon Race’s path into Yun Province is not only through the Nine Netherworld..." Hu Tomb agreed deeply, pondering solemnly.

Song Changming slowly stood up, shaking his Grand Marshal’s cloak.

"I’ll first find Lv Yuchen to draft the list, if anything urgent comes up, find me."

With that, Song Changming also left the council hall.

Marshal’s Pavilion.

"Still need to recruit three thousand more!" Wang Wenyu, upon knowing this, couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

Such a matter, was also a first for them since taking office.

"They don’t want ordinary soldiers, but only innate generals, this..."

Beside him, Lv Yuchen was also somewhat surprised but remained calm, opening his mouth to say: "Since this is Emperor Yun’s decision, it must have been made after thorough consideration, and Prince Cui’s visit is unlikely to change anything."

"Yes." Song Changming agreed as well.

"With these three thousand innate generals gone, the entire defensive line in Cui Bai Dao will become extremely severe, and you will need to provide new and reasonable deployment plans, inside, to prevent chaos within Cui Bai Dao, as well as addressing public order issues across regions.

Outside, guard against the Demon Race, this point is significant and must not be overlooked..."

Song Changming instructed the two on various matters, basically presuming these three thousand elites would leave, on how to continue stabilizing Cui Bai Dao.

After all, with this, the medium to high combat power across the military department would be almost exhausted, forcing them to prepare in advance.

"Yes." Lv Yuchen nodded in agreement.

The next day, Prince Cui returned from Cloud Emperor City.

As Song Changming expected, these three thousand elites could not be exempted.

And the reason that the three Emperors of the Human Race mobilized so impressively, gathering so many troops from the Three Human States, was for capturing and reclaiming Lei Province, which originally belonged to the Human Race!

This is a battle wagering the fate of the Human Race, in principle, no side can do less than give their all to achieve this crucial step toward the Human Race’s revival.

The opportunity benefits for ages, and naturally, Prince Cui couldn’t say much more after understanding this.

A few days later, the three thousand elites departed the city according to a designated position.

"Next time there’s a call for men, it would be our turn." Hu Tomb watched the three thousand elite soldiers depart and said to Song Changming.

Where there is one, there is two; a major state’s capture battle would not end quickly, nor would a single battle determine victory, but would ultimately turn into a prolonged tug-of-war.

By then, all the Demon Race entrenched in Lei Province for years will fight desperately with the Human Race, and they will become unprecedentedly united and powerful, far from easy to drive out.

Thus, Hu Tomb made such a remark.

And in fact, this may very well happen.

After all, repeated recruitment of innate level strength has exhausted the military power under the command of various titled kings, and when asking for support from various sides again, they would not consider much more.

Thirty-six titled kings in Yun Province and Grandmaster powerhouses like them all would likely be on the battlefield together!

They represent the last strong force from various regions, the last key piece on the board, which Emperor Yun would not want to move without being forced to.

Prince Cui’s eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice: "By then, I only hope the war is nearing its end, securing the victory in one stroke..."

Among the three, only Song Changming remained the calmest.

What he focused on and worried about was the apocalyptic threat from the Abyss, compared to the extinction calamity he experienced, the current conflict with the Demon Race seemed somewhat trivial.

The struggle for Lei Province wasn’t unimportant, but this war had been going back and forth for so long that it no longer raised eyebrows.

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