Legendary Armament Canon

"A base behind the enemy?" Meng Bai pondered. He often heard some strange words from Zhou Shu, but he was no longer surprised.

He could understand it a little literally, but he asked, "What do you mean, Your Highness?"

"We are indeed unlikely to use the passage opened by Emperor Wei Wu to return to the Ten Nations Continent," Zhou Shu said. "But why should we go back?

"To put it bluntly, we only have thirty thousand people left. Even if we could return to the Ten Nations Continent, how much use would it be?

"If the Ten Nations can resist the invasion of the Demon Realm, it doesn't matter if we go back or not. If they can't, the outcome won't change much. With the strength of the thirty thousand of us, we can't change the overall situation at all.

"In that case, it doesn't really matter that much if we go back now. Instead of that, we might as well think differently."

Zhou Shu said seriously, "Previously, I told you about the strategy of besieging Wei to save Zhao. Now, it seems that this strategy won't work. We still can't force the Demon Realm army to return to the Demon Realm.

"But we can adjust our strategy slightly. We can't besiege Wei to save Zhao, but we can build a base behind enemy lines and start a protracted war with the Demon Realm.

"Didn't they go invade the Ten Nations? Then we'll take root in the Demon Realm!

"If they go to the Ten Nations to take over our territory, then we'll take over their territory in the Demon Realm and see whose territory is bigger in the end."

Meng Bai was speechless. Was it really appropriate to describe such a thing as taking over territory?

Although Zhou Shu's words were inappropriate, Meng Bai understood what he meant.

They only had 30,000 people left to force their way back to the Ten Nations Continent. Not to mention whether or not they could do it, even if they could, it would be a drop in the bucket for the war of the two worlds.

According to Zhou Shu's plan, they would take root in the Demon Realm and harass them behind enemy lines. If they did well, they might be able to ease the pressure on the Ten Nations.

In terms of the art of war, this was indeed a brilliant move.

The only problem was whether they could survive in the Demon Realm!

In just a few days, they had already lost two-thirds of their men. If they couldn't survive, how could they distract the Demon Realm?

Establishing a base behind enemy lines in the Demon Realm sounded easy. But in fact, it was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

They had already used all their strength to survive, so how could they build a base?

Although it was the first time Meng Bai had heard the word 'base', he could understand what it meant.

He suddenly realized that the King of the South seemed to be quite obsessed with bases. In the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament space, he had established the Huaxia Pavilion's Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament Branch.

After coming to the Demon Realm, he actually wanted to build a new camp.

This time, would it be called the Huaxia Pavilion's Demon Realm Branch?

Meng Bai pondered for a moment before speaking. "Your Highness, with our current strength, we can't stay in one place for long. Once the people of the Demon Realm discover our traces, we won't be able to stop the army."

He was just short of saying that establishing a camp in the Demon Realm was basically impossible.

This was not the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament space. There, although the Demon Realm had a large army, it was ultimately limited.

But in the Demon Realm, the Demon Realm had countless reinforcements, while they only had 30,000 people.

"That will depend on Yao Lian." Zhou Shu shook his head.

Without another word, he urged Meng Bai and the others to hurry.

Although the Demon Queen didn't chase after him, Zhou Shu felt uneasy about being targeted.

He tried several times to pinpoint the source of this sense of unease, but to no avail.

…

While the Ten Nations Alliance was traveling day and night, a hundred kilometers away from them, a graceful woman was sitting diagonally on a chair.

The woman was extremely beautiful. Her eyes were as red as blood, and between her loose hair, a pair of pointed ears revealed a strange charm.

She was wearing a long red and white dress, and her bare feet were as white as jade.

A short distance in front of her, several figures were on their knees, heads bowed, bodies trembling.

"Did you chase those humans into my territory?" The woman didn't open her mouth, but her voice echoed in the air with a deadly coldness.

"Lady Tushan, spare our lives! Lady Tushan, spare our lives!" The few demonic beasts banged their heads together.

If Zhou Shu were here, he would definitely recognize that the people kneeling on the ground were the few first-rank demonic beasts who had descended on the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament space.

Now, they no longer had the style of first-rank demonic beasts.

"Answer me, or you will all die." The woman's voice sounded again.

"Those humans broke into the Demon Realm. We wanted to kill them. It was our incompetence that allowed them to escape us and disturb you, Lady Tushan…"

The first-rank demonic beasts shivered and fought to explain the situation one after another.

The Demon Queen's eyes flickered with amusement. "There are more than a hundred of you, and you let a human make a fool of you. You're really useless."

"Yes, we're all useless." The few first-rank demonic beasts didn't dare to refute.