Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1329 - 1322: Return for Rest and Reorganization

Chapter 1329: Chapter 1322: Return for Rest and Reorganization

"I still don’t understand," Hu Daoke said with an embarrassed look on his face.

In fact, not only did he fail to understand, Cheng Ziang was equally confused; however, he was obviously more cunning than Hu Daoke and did not take the initiative to ask questions.

"Think about it, didn’t I gather a lot of magic before releasing the magic?" Tangmo said, then immediately thought of the Semi-Forbidden Curse Magic she had used and couldn’t help but cough.

"Yeah, then what?" Hu Daoke dumbly looked at her.

"So, does the General have a lot of magic in his body too?" Tangmo asked with a smile.

"Oh, I get it!" Cheng Ziang instantly had a moment of realization.

"Ah, you get it?" Cheng Ziang’s sudden comprehension made Hu Daoke feel quite embarrassed.

"So that’s how it is," Baiyue Xing said excitedly, nodding his head, "Liseya directly used the magic stored in the General’s body as a source for casting fire magic, which is why the burning effect radiated from the inside out."

"Can you explain it in more detail, I really don’t understand," said Hu Daoke with a crestfallen face.

"You can understand it like this," Cheng Ziang volunteered to explain, "The General is like a large flamethrower, filled with gasoline on the inside. They spray the gasoline outward and ignite it to create flames that harm their enemies. What Liseya did was to ignite it directly within the General’s body, which means a General filled with gasoline will experience combustion from the inside out."

"Of course, this might be an oversimplification since gasoline can explode when burned in an enclosed space, unlike magical energy. But regardless, the principle is roughly similar. Liseya directly used the magic inside the General as the power source to drive her Magic Formulas. In other words, the more magic the General has in his body, the more damage he suffers."

"Oh, I see now," Hu Daoke hurriedly nodded his head, eager not to seem like he didn’t understand.

"So, it seems that the General is not invincible after all," said Cheng Ziang, unable to resist making a joke.

"No, the General is still powerful, but Liseya is freakishly strong. Don’t forget she’s a demigod," Tangmo mused, "If I’m not mistaken, probably only Liseya could do such a thing. You see, the magic inside the General moves at his will, and she managed to hijack it for her own use in an instant. That kind of strength only comes from accumulating experiences in countless battles."

"Ah, our Xiao Fula has actually been expelled from the ranks of demigods..." Hu Daoke blurted out unexpectedly.

"What does that have to do with me? Why do you have to drag me into your conversation?" Fulajie’er said, looking despondent.

Cheng Ziang gave him a disdainful look and said irritably, "Don’t forget, Luo’er wouldn’t let Xiao Fula kill anyone. Stop comparing her to Liseya. As a demigod, she is exceptional in her own right."

"Uh, sorry, I tend to speak without thinking," Hu Daoke apologized with an uncomfortable expression.

"One day, someone’s going to have to sew up that broken mouth of yours," sighed Cheng Ziang.

After resting for several hours, the group officially proposed a retreat to the commander of the raiding squad and followed the messenger back to Lingyuan City.

The journey of over a hundred kilometers took the group a day and a night of hard riding to complete. By the time they reached Lingyuan City, everyone was exhausted and took another day to recover their strength.

"Ah, it’s good that everyone made it back safely," said Luo’er, breathing a sigh of relief, finally able to ease his mind.

"Luo’er," seeing Luo’er arrive, Tangmo excitedly pounced on him, nestling in his arms and said coyly, "I’ve missed you to death in half a month."

"Uh, I’ve missed you all, too..." Luo’er’s cheeks flushed slightly, clearly still not accustomed to such grandiose displays of affection.

"Luo’er, I got injured during this campaign," Tangmo leaned against his chest and pouted as she spoke.

"Where are you hurt?" Upon hearing her words, Luo’er immediately became tense and asked with concern.

"Here, my chest feels tight," Tangmo pointed to her chest as she said this.

"Stop kidding around," Luo’er said with a mix of laughter and tears.

"Actually, when Sister Moumou went out this time, she..." Hu Daoke was about to say something when he suddenly caught Tangmo’s glare and quickly understood, awkwardly changing his tune, "Uh, she got slightly injured, just a minor injury, heh heh..."

Tangmo clearly understood Luo’er’s various thresholds, so she was very aware that letting Luo’er know she had used Forbidden Curse Magic would not only deprive her of his affection but also earn her a scolding from him. Therefore, Tangmo preferred to keep it to herself rather than talk about it.

"It’s good that you’re okay, it’s good," Luo’er said, relieved.

"Luo’er, that bastard Xuan used us. We can’t just let it go," Cheng Ziang spoke indignantly.

"As long as everyone is safe, let him be," Luo’er seemed very magnanimous, "I agree with you to some extent; Xuan just wanted to use us to eliminate more generals. No matter who wins or loses in the end, he stands to gain. It’s best to minimize our contact with such a person."

After a pause, he spoke seriously, "Now that the Dongsheng army has suffered heavy losses among its generals, even if their soldiers have regained their morale, their combat effectiveness has drastically diminished. It’s a good opportunity for us to strike. After all this time spent plotting and scheming, it’s time for us to confront the Dongsheng Empire head on."

"Is the Demon Clan Leader willing to send troops?" Cheng Ziang asked with a hint of scorn.

"Mhm, they’ve decided to launch a counterattack in five days, aiming straight for Wufeng City. No matter what, Lingyuan City is only a temporary settlement for us. If we want to aim for West Outer Heaven, Wufeng City must be taken," Luo’er said with resolute conviction.

"Are we finally going to fight? What should we do?" Hu Daoke said, showing great excitement upon hearing Luo’er’s words.

"We won’t need to attack. The Demon Clan’s army alone is sufficient. High-peak officers will direct their combat, we just need to follow as a military observation group, we don’t have to lift a finger," Luo’er waved dismissively.

"Ah..." Hearing Luo’er’s words, Hu Daoke let out a sigh of disappointment.

"What ’Ah’... On the battlefield, blades and swords don’t have eyes. Do you really think you’re some kind of reincarnated lucky star?" Cheng Ziang rolled his eyes and said.

"But we can still provide fire support, right?" Hu Daoke asked, holding onto a stroke of luck.

"As for fire support, the Demon Clan’s army is already equipped with enough artillery; they don’t really need our firepower. Moreover, our few guns won’t make much of a difference on the front lines," Luo’er explained.

"Then aren’t we useless?" Hu Daoke lamented sorrowfully.

"You all have been fighting for over half a month; it’s time to rest. Don’t think about anything, just focus on recuperating for a while. Leave the rest to me," Luo’er comforted them softly.

In the subsequent five days, the Advance Team entered a state of rest and recovery. Luo’er was still busy, working on propaganda to rally support for the counteroffensive. The hastily concocted propaganda had produced a serious negative effect, and Luo’er had been busy quelling the adverse sentiments caused by it, to the point of frazzlement.

Just as he had said, language is an art with a powerful ability to incite. But apparently, he had also forgotten that language is a double-edged sword; mishandled, it can easily backfire.

Previously he had emphasized the differences between the Demon Clan and the Human Race, with the objective of strengthening the Demon Clan’s sense of national unity. However, the arrival of Boyan and the reports of massacres from the front lines forced him to adjust his strategy. He had to differentiate the Dongsheng army from the Kyushu populace, urging the Demon Clan to treat the Kyushu people equally and consider only the Dongsheng Empire as the enemy.

But sentiments of nationalism can easily turn extreme, so Luo’er’s change in propaganda strategy immediately met resistance. Members of the Demon Clan opposed such differentiated views, believing that the Kyushu people were subjects of the Dongsheng Empire and should be treated uniformly. They advocated for ’an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth,’ implying the treatment the Dongsheng Empire gave to the Demon Clan should be reciprocated towards the Kyushu populace.

Faced with these headaches, Luo’er was incredibly busy to the point of exhaustion. By the time Cheng Ziang and the others arrived, he had just barely managed to suppress these extreme sentiments, but the public was still very dissatisfied with the propaganda.