Chapter 982 - Unplanned War (1/2)

Chapter 982: Unplanned War

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“What is going on?”

In the central tent, the atmosphere in the air was rather heavy. The commander-in-chief Iron Axe was staring at the map on the long table, frowning. “There is neither a red mist supply line nor a warning sign. It is as if all these demons appeared out of thin air!”

They raised the alarm as quickly as possible and the platoons of the First Army were already in position but still, there was a feeling of confusion and insecurity within everyone’s mind.

And this happened during Sylvie’s surveillance. How would they fight this war without the witches? If the enemy was capable of suddenly appearing eight kilometers away then what would happen if they suddenly appeared in their camp next time?

If this question was not answered, nobody would be able to calm down.

Outside the tent, the Longsong Cannon started firing again after going quiet for half of the night. Additionally, the rate of firing was increased to maximum—it was no longer necessary to save shells since the most important thing now was to reduce the enemy’s strength as soon as possible.

“It’s impossible that they appeared out of nowhere,” Agatha said firmly. “The Red Mist is essential for the survival of the demons, this hasn’t changed. If that wasn’t the case, they would have already taken over the world. The enemy’s number is now close to ten thousand and without the red mist supply line, just by running towards here would result in their death, let alone fighting.

“According to previous intelligence, the outpost here can sustain at most few thousand demons,” Iron Axe said after a while. “So what you are saying is that there is another supply line near us which was not discovered by the Eye of Magic?”

“This is the only possible answer—”

“No, there is one more possibility,” Edith interrupted. “Since we are able to make the supply line disappear from the surface, the demons may have also been able to think of that.”

“Digging an underground tunnel from Taquila to here?” Agatha shook her head. “Without taking into consideration whether or not they have acquired a worm carrier, the construction of a tunnel that would enable the demons to move around is no small task and it conflicts with the time of their first appearance at Taquila. Furthermore, such a huge activity should have been spotted by Sylvie.”

“I am not saying that they started from your hometown,” Edith stretched and pointed on an x mark on the map. “What if they only started from the outpost?”

“What do you mean,” Iron Axe asked with a deep voice.

“Don’t you think that the location of the demons’ appearance is a bit awkward? She pulled up her dangling hair and continued, “Think about it, if we were a traditional army—without regard to if we were human nobles or union witches, what would be the situation?”

Following the question of the Pearl of the Northern Region, everyone turned their eyes on the map.

From those who could enter the central big tent, some were members of the Adviser Department, some were commanders of the army and some were representatives of the allied forces but none of them showed slow reactions—soon, everyone thought of a possibility.

In an instant, there was a sound of astonishment in the big tent.

The sound of their sighs was soon covered by the cannon firing outside of the tent—but under the shaking of the ground, everyone could see the surprise in each other’s eyes.

Only when the firing stopped, Morning Light finally broke the silence and said, “Are you saying… that the outpost is a trap set by the demons?”

If they were a traditional army, they would have to start a siege in order to destroy the outpost and that would mean exposing their back to the demons. So, if the demons appeared at that time, they would form a natural surrounding with the ruins of Taquila. So, under the attack from both sides, the first army’s fate would be easy to imagine.

The two opposite sides would just manage to fit in the two-kilometer battlefield and looking at the map, it looked exactly like a huge pocket.

“So they were certain that we would come?” Iron Axe asked.

Edith did not answer but looked at the ancient witches’ representative—Zooey.