After this episode, the two continued to discuss military intelligence.

As one of the Twelve Holy Daughters carefully selected by Bi Qinglan, Bi Tianqing was quick-witted, intelligent, and possessed excellent military accomplishments and strategic vision. She analyzed the situation in an orderly and clear manner. Even compared to Zhao Wenke, who was the smartest around him, he was no weaker.

Tie Zha couldn’t help but secretly sigh. Even a clone was so powerful, how terrifying would that body be? This Bi Qinglan still needs to be wooed …

In his thoughts, the messenger suddenly reported that the latest announcement had been issued.

The battle contribution bonus was increased from 150% to 200%, and the conversion of B-class strategic resources was activated. Two weeks later, the normal method of settlement will be resumed.

When the messenger left, Bi Tianqing smiled at Tie Zha. Her watery eyes seemed to be saying, “Look, I guessed correctly.” Tie Zha gave a thumbs up, and Bi Tianqing’s smile immediately became even happier, her eyebrows curving into a crescent moon.

As the temptation increased and the deadline appeared, the mercenaries crazily advanced northward. The large legions that were originally still watching also went into battle. Titles, real estate, and scarce resources all tempted them to risk their lives.

Within three days, the human frontline had advanced more than two hundred kilometers northward, twice as much as before. Every day, troops passed by the Alliance Army, bringing with them billowing snow and dust as they rushed forward.

Yang Yong and Big Beard finally couldn’t hold back any longer and went to the command tent to look for Mu Qianhe.

“Big sister, weren’t we here to make a fortune?” “If we don’t send troops, the soup will be gone.” The two of them said.

“I think …” Mu Qianhe glanced at them and said, “You should know …” She deliberately lengthened her voice and said, “We have information from special channels …” At this point, she stopped and left a meaningful look in her eyes.

“Whoa whoa …” “Understood. Understood.” The two of them nodded repeatedly and left with a smile. They had already experienced what Mu Qianhe called “special channels” when Sequoia and Sakata Industries were destroyed. Also, they formed an alliance army this time, and Chifeng would bear all the costs, including personnel salaries, fuel, ammunition, maintenance and repair costs, pensions, and so on. Therefore, they were obliged to obey the commands.

Another five days passed in the calm.

The human front had advanced to 600 kilometers north of the Nether River.

The garrison troops began to advance. The person in charge of theater 62 issued mobilization orders several times, urging the Six-Party Alliance led by the Wolf Race Mercenary Corps to advance northward. However, Tie Zha ignored them and continued to station troops along Highland 621.

At this time, because the mercenary groups in the various theatres were fighting on their own, their progress was different, and the human front was jagged.

Bi Tianqing stood beside the holographic projection of the simulated sand table and pointed at the front line of the50th Theater with her telescopic pointer. She said to Tie Zha, “The demons will launch a major counterattack within two days at the latest.”

“Ah!” The spectators, Mu Qianhe and the Black Pig King, were shocked at the same time.

“Why?” The Black Pig King asked with a puzzled expression.

Bi Tianqing did not answer, but asked another question.

“Ever since the start of the war, the Violet Eye Demons have been using shrinking tactics, allowing the human mercenary corps, which holds the absolute advantage in numbers, to charge in and slaughter their people …” She looked at the two of them and asked, “Why is that?”

“Lure the enemy deeper!” Black Pig Wang Chong said, while Mu Qianhe thought for a moment and asked uncertainly, “Extend the supply line of humans and fight a protracted war?”

Bi Tianqing shook her head.

“Use the suffering of the people to gain the sympathy of the other demons.” Said Tie Zha.

“As expected of Lord Tie Zha. How smart.” Bi Tianqing smiled and praised. However, the party rolled his eyes and did not appreciate it. Her attitude was like a teacher praising a student. Then, she analyzed, “As long as the other demons agree to reinforce, the Purple-Eyed Demons will start to counterattack and push the frontlines as far as possible towards the north bank of the Nether River so that the spatial gates of the other demons can be opened at the frontlines of the battlefield.”

“Do you have any suggestions?” Tie Zha asked.

“Reinforce the defensive line and wait for the rabbit.” Bi Tianqing explained, “The demons are more brutal and bloodthirsty than humans, so it’s easy to fall into chaos when chasing down a defeated mercenary group.”

“Even if it’s an established aristocratic army, there’s no way to avoid an excessive pursuit.”

“Moreover, their communications are relatively backward. They can only rely on the gods and adepts for long-distance communication.”

“So …” She pointed at the high ground on the simulated sand table. “We just need to occupy the advantage of the terrain and wait for them to come over and die.”

“Look at this …” She raised her whip and pointed at the slowly moving line of the garrison. “Judging from their marching speed, in two days, they have advanced to a position of 200 kilometers.”

“It can be seen from this” Bi Tianqing withdrew her whip and concluded, “The Supreme Military Command Conference on the Golden Battleship had already anticipated such an outcome and made corresponding preparations.”

“Ah …” Mu Qianhe subconsciously covered his mouth. “They’re really … too cruel!”

“Can’t all the mercenary captains tell?” The Black Pig King frowned and asked.

“So what if I can tell?” Bi Tianqing smiled and said, “Once a team is destroyed, they can start over again. However, military merits are not always obtained.” Her smile gradually turned cold. “If you want to be a Silver City noble, you have to pay the price if you want to be superior.”

For a moment, Mu Qianhe and the Black Pig King fell silent.

Not long after, Tie Zha asked another question, “We don’t have much air force. What should we do if we encounter an organized dragon force?”

The demon army could be roughly divided into three types: the tribal army, the aristocratic army, and the royal army.

The tribal forces were organized in tribes, usually without a formal structure, similar to the human mercenary corps. The noble troops were organized and led by the nobles of the territory, and under the unified command of the royal clan. Their military status was between the human ground garrison and the nobles, the private forces of the great powers, and they were the main fighting forces of the demons.

The royal army had gathered the elites of the entire clan, and their military status was comparable to that of the human Temple Crusaders and Moon God Guards. Generally speaking, the royal army would not appear on a planar battlefield unless it was related to the survival of their clan.

The reason Tie Zha asked this was because he knew that the noble armies of the demons usually had hundreds of flying dragon knights.

He was deeply impressed by the 30-odd Soaring Dragon Knights and a Curse Master last time, so he had no choice but to guard against them.

“We have 36,000 people and 55 airships. Even if we don’t include the Modified Human and Power Armored Warriors, they won’t dare to attack us easily. Unless …” Bi Tianqing used her pointer to support her chin. “My luck is really bad. I ran into an alliance army of three or more nobles.”

“But that’s nothing” Bi Tianqing said casually. “Victory or defeat is a common occurrence in the military. At worst, just run away ~”

Tie Zha was stunned for a moment, then sighed, “Alright, next topic …”

Just as they were discussing military intelligence, in the51 Battle Zone, a Demon Tribe at the forefront of the battlefield, flames faintly lit up and corpses littered the ground.

Most of the corpses were piled up in the open space in the middle of the camp. There were men and women, old and young. They were stacked on top of each other like small hills. Their left ears were all cut off, and their bodies were covered with wounds. Their blood had already solidified, and many of them had seeped into the snow. They were jet black and purple.

Looking around, there were about a hundred tents here. It was a small tribe of three to four hundred people. At this moment, all sorts of voices were coming from the tents opposite the pile of corpses. There were rough shouts, wild laughter, and the clanging of wine glasses. Among them, there were heavy breathing sounds and painful groans …

Inside the tent, a group of rough men were sitting cross-legged next to the fire in the middle. They were holding large bowls in their hands, containing red liquid that emitted fruit fragrance.

“Come, come, drink!” The leading man shouted loudly and drank all the wine in the bowl in one gulp. Beside him sat a young and beautiful demon girl. She was more than two meters tall, and her skin was bronze. Her skin was shiny and her muscles could be vaguely seen. At this moment, there was a deep fear in her eyes, like a frightened little animal.

After the man finished his wine, she immediately carried the big pottery jar filled with wine and filled it up for the other party.

“En, be good!” The man hugged her waist, pinched her butt, and then kissed her fiercely on the face, revealing an obscene smile, “Little dear, let Uncle love you well later.”

The demon girl lowered her head, a trace of hatred flashing through her eyes, but she did not dare to resist in the slightest.

On the fire, there was a big pot with red lumps floating in it. Looking at it, the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were all internal organs.

On the side of the pot stood a huge wooden shelf. It was shaped like a “Yi”. On top of it was a four-meter-tall demon giant. He was lowering his head, his chest and abdomen wide open, and his internal organs had already been hollowed out.

Behind the wooden shelf, dozens of figures wriggled. With the help of the dim flames, one could see several demon women lying on the ground, their hands and feet tied. Each of them had a few mercenaries lying on their bodies, kneading and biting them, ravaging them as much as they could.

The entire tent was filled with the smell of blood and lust.

Mercenaries lacking military discipline would turn into wild beasts once they entered the battlefield, without any bottom line. As long as the demon tribes were conquered, they would have a feast and enjoy themselves.

To them, this was the ultimate charm of war, and it was nothing compared to merit. To plunder property and seize women was like a deity, willfully deciding the life and death of others. Here, they were kings, existences that could not be disobeyed.

Of course, this kind of happiness is very short-lived, and it is also very common for bliss to give birth to sorrow.

For example, at the outskirts of the camp, under the cover of darkness, groups of tall figures were gradually surrounding them.

Perhaps in the next moment, they will become the staple food in the pot, covering their buttocks and screaming miserably …