Chapter 1275 "War’s Strategy Meeting"( Preview)
Chapter 1275 "War’s Strategy Meeting"( Preview)
One of the elders, the one with gray hair and was the first to notice Ainsley's presence back in the Spirit Cave, immediately nodded politely at the king.
"Report, your majesty. We have been preparing the troops for a long time, and now, we have around 200.000 elite troops consisting of pure-blood family members."
Yes. They didn't plan to include the mixed-blood family members in the war against the celestials.
The pure-blooded members could be revived, but the mixed-blood might not be able to come back from the dead.
Especially if they only had a little body part left or only had a drop of blood left in their kingdom.
On the other hand, the pure-blood members had already left their blood at the ancestral house, and they could be revived anytime.
What they never lacked was time and patience.
The King nodded at the elder with eyes full of satisfaction, but his face still looked calm, as if nothing could get into his eyes.
The aura of a noble was particularly strong for this king, but unlike other kings with a sense of heroism, majestic aura or something, the man looked more like a mysterious king from a fairytale.
After all, his face was too young compared to other races' leaders, with old faces!
He had lived for more than a thousand year, but as the strongest entity in this kingdom, his growth had long stopped at the age of thirty in human age.
Facing such a king that looked even younger than most of the elders here, the elders surprisingly didn't look down on the king and even had a sense of reverence every time they spoke to the king.
"200.000 troops..." The king muttered softly, and his cool voice once again tickled the hearts of many people in the meeting room.
As expected of their king. His charm was too lethal, ah!
Legends said that even celestials had to breathe carefully in front of his charm, afraid of falling into his innate charm even when they were sworn enemies.
The king mentioned the number of their troops once more before mentioning the celestials' troops.
"Have you figured out the estimated number of the celestials' troops?"
Back then, they had around 500.000 troops from both the pure-blood side and the mixed-blood side.
Still, the mixed-blood side was almost slaughtered to look pitiful, while the pure-blood ones were revived one after another.
Still, back then, they fought against one million celestial troops.
The enemy's troops were twice the number of their own troops, but in the end, the celestials were left with no more than 200.000 celestials with broken bodies.
One could see how ferocious the blood clan was!
Hearing the king's question, the elder in charge of spies and intelligence immediately stood up and reported his findings.
"The spies estimated that there would be around 1.5 million troops. The number is larger than the last war."
In contrast, they only had 200.000 troops.
This looked like an impossible battle from the start.
If this situation happened to other races or to humans, they would have considered not going to fight against the celestials and just quietly hide themselves, like before.
But the blood clan wasn't a normal race.
The elders around Atherton didn't have any change of expression and each of them was terribly calm as if this news wasn't shocking at all.
Some elders who were used to being at the frontline even jokingly spoke to their friends.
"1.5 million troops....so each of us have to kill around 8 people?"
"That's not a lot, really. Back then, didn't we almost massacre the whole celestial race? If not for the elders dying one by one...."
"Yeah, yeah. This time, we are stronger than before. Didn't the legend say that the blood clan will grow stronger after each death, right?"
"There is such a legend in our clan? That's cool!"
"I also feel that I'm stronger than before, and my regeneration ability is also stronger."
"Hey, hey. This time, we also have a sacred beast that can compete with countless pegasus from the celestials."
Back then, the celestials' pegasus were all high-level beasts or beasts who had just become sacred beasts.
Just one or two was okay, but if the number was too many...they were also overwhelmed, okay?
But after that war, they also cultivated various blood-clan beasts and monsters, and each of the pure-blood members had at least one high-level monster and one high-level beast.
High-level monsters and beasts that were rare for humans suddenly became as common as low-level monsters and beasts in front of these blood clan elders.
"It's a pity that the naughty boy Wilhelm doesn't want to be resurrected, and now, he goes away to play as a spirit."
One of the elders suddenly mentioned Wilhelm, and the others quickly recalled the boy who died 'young' and had persisted as a spirit for a thousand years.
"Oh, hey, it's that boy! Isn't he...his majesty's younger brother?"
Well, in a sense, it wasn't a real brother from the same mother, because it was hard for pure-blooded vampires to have children, not to mention giving birth to another pure-blood vampire.
But they were called brothers because the vampire that turned both of them into the blood clan members was the same person.
So in a sense, they were indeed 'brothers'.
"Wilhelm, that boy. His puppet ability is really useful in a war. Can't he let his shaman join the war this time? We still need his ability."
A puppet master that could manipulate countless celestials in one go— how cool is that?
Wilhelm's ability is a must for a large-scale war like now!
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