Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1349 - 1342: Supplement Plan

Chapter 1349: Chapter 1342: Supplement Plan

"Thank you for the reminder," Zisu accepted Luo’er’s words quietly.

After taking a deep breath, Luo’er felt that his tone had been somewhat harsh, so he lowered his head and pressed his lips together, saying, "I’m very sorry, the way I spoke just now..."

"No, no, no, your tone was not a problem at all. We need someone like you, with that kind of tone to tell us what exactly we’re doing wrong," Zisu shook his head as he spoke.

During their talk, they arrived at Linglan’s mansion and saw Linglan, who had been waiting for them. In the living room, besides her, there was a familiar face, Yunji from the Jin Qian Clan.

"Welcome, Mr. Luo’er. Please, have a seat," Linglan gestured with her hand.

"Let’s skip the small talk," Luo’er sat down unceremoniously on a chair, then looked at Linglan and said, "Just tell me why you summoned me."

"Mr. Luo’er is indeed straightforward," Linglan smiled and then became serious, "Did all your companions return safely?"

"Thanks to the Leader, they all came back safely," Luo’er nodded.

"That’s good, that puts my mind at ease," Linglan nodded and sighed with relief.

"About some matters, Zisu already informed me on the way here, so let’s cut to the chase and get to the main point," Luo’er said.

"Very well," Linglan nodded again and began, "As you have seen, Mr. Luo’er, with the setbacks in the war, the Demon Clan has almost lost all its elite forces. The few remaining troops we have need to be stationed in various cities, and we hardly have any forces left for a counterattack."

"And that’s not even the worst part," Linglan sighed deeply, "With the defeats piling up, Xiaotian, Luwu, and Zilu clans have already thought about retreating. Once they withdraw their troops back to the north of West Outer Heaven, our forces available for combat will be even more stretched thin. We are very concerned about the current situation with the Dongsheng Empire, as we fear they might attack us again, and by then we really won’t have any troops capable of fighting."

After she finished speaking, she took a deep sigh, and then looked at Luo’er, only to find him with his head lowered, deep in thought.

"Mr. Luo’er, do you have any insights regarding this matter?" Linglan asked tentatively.

"In one word, the Dongsheng army is unlikely to launch a major offensive anytime soon, so as long as we stabilize the internal conflicts within the Demon Clan, we still have a fighting chance," Luo’er pondered.

"How so?" Hearing Luo’er’s words, Linglan’s bushy ears visibly twitched with excitement. She and Yunji exchanged glances, both looking at Luo’er expectantly.

"We’ve summarized the wars between Abisien and the Dongsheng Empire over the past century and found that the Dongsheng Empire exhibits very clear phases of expansion and contraction, and most of Abisien’s counterattacks occurred during Dongsheng’s contraction phases."

"In other words," Luo’er said, "over this past century, the Dongsheng Empire has been toying with you like monkeys. They attack when they wish, and when choosing to retreat, they pretend to have been defeated by you and then flee West Outer Heaven."

"Bang!" Startled by Luo’er’s words, Yunji suddenly banged her hand on the chair. Everyone jumped and looked at her, finding her glaring at Luo’er with a frown.

Luo’er seemed to have forgotten that he could talk without reservation only with Zisu. Being blunt about the Demon Clan’s issues with Linglan and Yunji, two leaders, was bound to make them uncomfortable.

"So, Mr. Luo’er, you think that the hundred years of conflict has just been the Dongsheng Empire playing with us?" Linglan glanced at Yunji and asked imperceptibly.

"I’m not denying the determined resistance of the Demon Clan’s army, but we should also see that it was the Dongsheng Empire’s initial retreat that provided Abisien with the opportunity to counterattack. Knowing everything, now that the Dongsheng Empire is retreating again, we should take advantage of this, consolidate our own strength, and completely defeat them, sweeping this century-old boring drama into the dustbin of history," Luo’er said slowly.

"So, Captain Luo’er, how long do you think we should consolidate before we can launch another counterattack against the Dongsheng Empire?" Yunji asked coldly.

"One year!" Luo’er answered.

"One year?" Upon hearing his words, the three leaders exchanged glances, and Yunji, with an ugly expression, said, "You’re not joking, are you? In one year, even if the people of the Demon Clan birthed aggressively, they could only have one baby. Do you expect us to send babies to fight on the battlefield?"

"I didn’t say you should send the people of the Demon Clan to fight," Luo’er widened his eyes and feigned surprise.

"If not the people of the Demon Clan, then who? Who could fight for the Demon Clan?" Yunji asked cautiously, squinting her eyes.

"You’ve captured tens of thousands of strong adult laborers from Kyushu. Aren’t these people the ideal source of soldiers?" Luo’er spread his hands and said calmly.

Upon hearing his words, the three leaders were once again shocked. After exchanging looks, Yunji slammed the table and rose to her feet, pointing at him and gritting her teeth, "You’re making fun of us, aren’t you?"

"I am discussing the future development with you. If you think I’m making fun of you, you can send me back, and you can make the decision yourselves," Luo’er also frowned and said expressionlessly.

"Yunji, sit down," Linglan bit her lip, glanced at Yunji, then turned to Luo’er and said, "Please do not hesitate to enlighten us, Mr. Luo’er."

Luo’er knew they were playing good cop, bad cop, but he didn’t expose them and continued, "These tens of thousands of Kyushu people in your control have become slaves, with a status lower than the Demon Clan. If you can tell them that by joining the army to fight for Abisien, they will be granted freedom, I think many of them would be willing to join the forces to oppose the Dongsheng Empire."

"But..." Linglan said worriedly.

"I know what you’re going to say," Luo’er nodded, understanding Linglan’s concerns, then continued, "The downside of this approach is also obvious. Once the two armies face each other, if the Dongsheng army merely tries to persuade them to defect, the well-assembled army might very well turn en masse. That’s when the war could no longer continue."

Luo’er said, "So, you might consider the next proposal I am about to put forth, which is to pardon these Kyushu people and grant them equal status with the Demon Clan, treat them generously, and invite them to join the Demon Clan. I will also provide strong propaganda on my end. This might make the Kyushu people realize that they should fight for Abisien and thus provide the Demon Clan with a force of tens of thousands, ensuring we won’t have to worry about continuing the war."

"What a joke, granting those guys equal status and treating them generously. Are you serious? They are the main culprits who killed the people of the Demon Clan," Yunji glared at Luo’er, outraged.

"The main culprit is the regime of the Dongsheng Empire, not particular individuals. If you insist on maintaining the arrogance of the Demon Clan, then pretend I never said anything. Continue to keep the Kyushu people as slaves, and let the Demon Clan go to battle until the last soldier is spent," Luo’er countered, leaning back and spreading his hands.

"How likely is this approach to succeed?" Linglan asked after a long silence, gazing pensively at Luo’er.

"We only know if we try, and the more sincere you are, the higher the success rate. Once having experienced the prosperous and beautiful life in West Outer Heaven, the K...