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Only Wang Long knew that previously, Dragon Man was feigning weakness, deliberately allowing them to underestimate his explosive power. This was how he managed to strike decisively; otherwise, even if he could win, it would not have been without sustaining any injuries.
"I... I admit defeat!" This battle seemed to shatter the most precious thing deep within War Scythe Ming's heart. He trembled as he lifted his head to gaze steadily at the imposing Dragon Man. "You did well! You have real skill!"
"Hey, about the agreement you had with the leader..."
War Scythe Ming weakly waved his hand. "No need to ask me; you no longer need me. Whatever you decide, just go ahead."
After saying this, he walked away in a daze, leaving behind even his weapon.
The Heavenly Kings and generals of the Divine Spear clan were left dumbfounded. They had no idea what to do, looking at each other in confusion. They could only silently step aside, deciding to follow whatever these prominent figures decided.
Wang Long understood that even if they had driven him away, it was merely removing one obstacle; it did not equate to success. He strode forward and coldly regarded the other tribal leaders.
"I previously stated that with just Dragon Man's strength alone, he could resist an entire tribe! Moreover, many tribes have already pledged allegiance to Dragon Man; his power is absolutely unquestionable. You let me go before, but now I can give you another chance! Will you leave on your own or join us in another fierce battle against Amohan?"
"We are willing to join! We are willing to join!"
The tribal leaders eagerly nodded in agreement, though some seasoned leaders had yet to express their stance.
"Leader, I have a question," an elderly giant stepped forward.
"Rest assured, while my words may sound forceful, I will not dismiss your reasonable opinions. Go ahead."
"Ahem, I would like to ask, according to what you said earlier in the Main Tent, are we supposed to immediately raise an Army again to confront Amohan? How can we ensure victory this time? As you mentioned before, if we fail again, what can we do to stop Amohan? Furthermore, as far as I know, once Amohan becomes the new Giant Spirit God, he will surely align with Brahma Demon King. That is something you would not want to see either, right?"
"You have misunderstood my intention. I only want you to face this crisis with a more proactive mindset rather than fighting blindly. As long as you focus on the Sky Pillar instead of your own small territories, you will find a way!"
Dragon Man was now genuinely convinced by Wang Long; anyone who dared to voice dissent was immediately silenced by his glare.
"Alright then, may I ask how this tribal leader is addressed?"
Wang Long turned to the leader who had just posed a question.
"Uh, me?" The chieftain glanced nervously at Wang Long.
Earlier, he had somewhat "contradicted" Wang Long, and if Wang Long were someone who held grudges easily, he would be facing endless troubles from now on.
So when he heard Wang Long asking for his name, he immediately thought about that.
"Ha ha, don't worry, I just have a few questions to ask. I need to know how much power we currently have at hand, and according to your intelligence, how much power does Amohan have."
"Uh, I see. I am Zhen Lian. Since we are being straightforward, there’s no need for the leader to act aloof anymore. At least regarding the power information of both sides, purely in terms of strength, both sides should be about equal. Our several tribes combined can reach around sixty thousand people, and they are all warriors, not just the entire population. They are the same."
"What about the neutral forces?"
"Currently, there are only about three or four tribes among the neutral forces that hold any influence. Ultimately, they can muster around fifty thousand people; this is already the total strength of the Giant Clan."
"I understand." Upon hearing this, Wang Long couldn't help but feel a chill. It seemed that everyone had somewhat underestimated the potential of the Giant Clan all along. Although their fertility rate is extremely low, it has been many years since the last battle between gods and demons, and most of their young men are warriors; this cannot be overlooked. Now, the total number of various forces on the surface adds up to one hundred seventy thousand!
In terms of the divine race, that would mean one hundred seventy thousand elite disciples among the regular Sect!
For example, in this battle between gods and demons, Xuanmen and Holy Divine Gate each sent out twenty thousand disciples.
Of course, these twenty thousand disciples were carefully selected from their vast number of disciples; in terms of average strength, they are stronger than the warriors of the Giant Clan. However, that does not diminish the shock this number brings to Wang Long!
"It seems that the key now lies with those neutral forces!" Wang Long couldn't help but sigh.
"This aspect is probably not so easy," Zhen Lian's expression darkened. "When we were advancing smoothly before, most of them had already shown signs of wanting to submit to us and unite against Amohan. But ever since our internal strife began and we suffered consecutive defeats, now that Amohan is gaining momentum, they have long stopped contacting us."
"That's normal; at this point, if they haven't chosen a side yet, they are either waiting to reap benefits as benefactors or are absolute fence-sitters. I doubt they have any ambition to completely eliminate us and Amohan together. In such circumstances, getting their support will be as difficult as climbing to the sky."
"Uh, since the leader understands this situation so well, why still place hope on those neutral fence-sitters?"
Wang Long smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry; I've never had unrealistic thoughts in my heart. Leave this matter to me; I will definitely not take excessive risks."
In the following days, Wang Long wandered around the camp, observing the military formation of his side and mingling with the grassroots warriors.
What troubled Wang Long the most was this aspect. If the military organization in the divine realm lagged significantly behind that of the current world, then the Giant Clan was even worse than the average standard of the divine realm!
It could be said that they had almost no proper grassroots command structure; they completely relied on a few capable warriors from their own clan to lead them. When these warriors charged, they charged; if they fell in battle... then there was no one to guide them.
Wang Long struggled for a long time but ultimately gave up on establishing a simple grassroots structure for them in a short time. He could only do his best to connect with these grassroots warriors, hoping that in the future, he could command them with some degree of ease.
A cheer came from a distance, allowing Wang Long to set aside these worries.
In comparison, things were going much better for the Dragon Man. During this period, Wang Long did not assign him any tasks; instead, he let him spend all day at the Training Ground competing with those warriors, which suited his temperament perfectly. In Heavenly Capital, there were grand battles and wrestling matches.
His reputation for bravery quickly spread throughout the Army through this straightforward method.
Under Wang Long's intentional arrangement, it wasn't long before news spread that the Dragon Man had defeated War Scythe Ming and his Heavenly King single-handedly. The members of the Giant Clan began to look at the Dragon Man with awe as if he were a deity.
The emotions of these grassroots warriors increasingly influenced the higher-ups. The news of the Dragon Man being invincible against all challengers in the army seemed to envelop him in a halo. Now, when those clan leaders looked at this "youngster," they felt an added sense of fear and respect.
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