Chapter 908 (1/2)
Chapter 908: A Bloody Road
Translator: TransN Editor: TransN
Back in the meeting room, Wendy read out the newly acquired intelligence from the beginning. However, El rudely interrupted her when she started to talk about the safety measures.
“There is no such thing as a safe distance when it comes to the demons—Taquila paid a heavy price before realizing this, and it would be extremely risky to use the Red Mist’s consumption area to plan for the war zone. For instance, Devilbeasts are capable of carrying multiple gas tanks, thus extending their attack range, Or they could bury a batch of gas tanks in advance and then replace them as they marched. Naturally, the most direct measure would be to build outposts and use them as links to extend the attacking range. Fighting to gain control of these outposts will be crucial in the Battle of Divine Will. Unfortunately, it will be tough to find all the hidden sentry posts in the vast plains. Never forget that the demons are always more cunning than you can ever comprehend.”
Wendy could not help but imagine the scene El had described: the overwhelming army of demons would be launching fierce head-on attacks while at the same time setting up outposts everywhere to store their Red mist. If they succeed, the whole area would be quickly overrun by an endless horde of demons. This would have had cut off the communication and transportation of resources within the old Union’s territories, which in turn would also endanger the surrounding areas. It would be like a stone rolling down a slope; the more land they lose, the harder it would be to resist the demons. In the end, they would no longer be capable of fighting back.
“In your opinion, what are the chances of them attacking Neverwinter city?” Tilly asked calmly.
“I must say that you are fortunate—or rather we are all very fortunate,” El said while stretching her tentacles. “even though we can’t use the Red mist to determine the enemy’s attacking range, at least we can determine their intentions through it. I don’t think the demons are likely to launch a large-scale attack on Neverwinter city in the immediate future”
“Could you elaborate?”
“The Red mist.” The ancient witch nodded its blob head, “Any movements the demons make are based on their supply of the Red Mist. The fact that they went underground and left only their patrol team above ground instead of building a camp means that there aren’t enough resources for them to use. Even if there were attacks at the border, it would probably only consist of a few small skirmishes. Of course, whether or not this situation will change in the future will have to depend on whatever happens from now on.”
Tilly shifted her gaze to Pasha.
“El’s judgment is credible,” said the latter while shaking her main tentacles. “during the days of the Union, she led a small platoon of the Blessed Army and successfully attacked the Devil’s Town multiple times… but her temper is rather bad.”
“My patience is only used on things that are worth worrying over,” El said bluntly. “Compared to the Devilbeast’s long-range sneak attacks, I’m more concerned about those new war machines.”
“I would like to ask… how did the demons transport Red mist before?” Barov finally found a chance to talk.
“Pretty much in the same way we would transport our supplies,” Pasha sighed, “with low-level demons, carts, enslaved demonic hybrids or transformed Siege Beasts. The time they require to prepare for war is also close to that of ours. Everytime a battle was about to start, one could see dozens of red mist supply lines running across the entire Fertile Plains.”
“To stop the transportation of the Red mist, everyone including the Blessed Army, the combat witches, and the common troops would have to go all-out. When we had to face a well-guarded Red Mist transport platoon, the blood of our soldiers would dye the whole plains red. As a result, those red mist supply lines were both the demons’ and our troops’ line of life-or-death.” El added.
Everyone in the room was a bit startled by those words.
Even though they have not officially fought against the Demon army yet, everyone could already feel the pressure that this fierce race had put on humanity 400 years ago.
Under the guidance of His Majesty Roland, even Wendy could understand the importance of logistics. Transportation of supplies was undoubtedly a measure of an army’s capability in sustaining itself. Suppose the demons did have the ability to construct such a large vehicle to transport Red mist. This would mean that they would be able to provide large quantities of supplies for the front-lines without expanding too many forces. Fewer supply lines would mean that there would be a higher concentration of troops guarding the transport teams. Perhaps the scene that Lorgar saw would become standard for the demons’ inevitable march.
If it weren’t for Roland Wimbledon, she really would have no idea how the third Battle of Divine Will was to be fought. It was clear that the demons have changed dramatically. There are now Senior demons who can move around independently; not to mention the appearance of the gigantic skeleton monsters. Other than Neverwinter city, the rest of the human kingdoms’ strength was probably even weaker than during the Union’s time. She did not even dare to imagine a scene where those noble knights would charge into the sea of demons.