Wang Yingxuan sighed, her expression somewhat grave: "Then we can only fight to the death. The demon clan's advantage in manpower is too great now, forming an overwhelming trend, and the strategic space left for us is too small. Fortunately, Old Zhao Head's defensive works over the years are decent, which can hold for some time. We can only defend resolutely, delay time, and use that time to recruit more reinforcements."
She was not afraid of battle, but she knew that in a fight to the death, countless lives would surely be lost on the Immortal Dynasty side. These are living, breathing lives, not the same as the wins and losses on a military chessboard.
