The battle ultimately lasted only about twenty minutes.
Soon, the mournful sound of bugles echoed from the distant night sky, followed by the sight of the allied army retreating like a tide.
Seeing the massive allied forces withdraw in an instant.
"Return!"
Xian Yi hovered in the air, raising the immortal sword in his hand and shouting.
Since Di Jun had already retreated, the army naturally had to return to defend the Flaming Branch City.
After all, this was the command of the Great Lord, and he had no clear understanding of the allied army's intentions.
A rash advance at this time would certainly not be wise.
If they encountered an ambush, she could not bear the consequences.
Before long, an Immortal Demon War Soldier came to report.
"Lord Xian Yi, the battlefield sweepers we sent out found very little! The immortal demon stones, soul crystals, and equipment blueprints dropped by the enemies we killed have basically been taken away."
"I know about this!"
Xian Yi was unconcerned, as he had seen such things in previous battles.
Although many enemies had been killed in the previous few wars, the spoils of war obtained were very few.
This indicated that there were dedicated personnel responsible for clearing the battlefield in the enemy ranks, most likely those lords.
After all, these items were very precious to the lords of territorial forces.
These lords ordered their subordinates to collect the battlefield spoils while retreating.
After hearing Xian Yi's explanation, the Immortal Demon War Soldier said indignantly, "Lord Xian Yi, why do I suddenly feel like we're working for someone for free?"
"These damned lords hide far away during battles, letting the native forces go first, but they sweep away a large amount of spoils when retreating. What a shrewd calculation!"
"They deserve to die!"
Xian Yi nodded and said, "But it doesn't matter, they will eventually return them to our great Lord!"
In fact, after several wars, the most casualties were from the Orc race of the native kingdom alliance.
But it was the cunning lords who profited the most in the end.
Although the kingdom's army could obtain some immortal demon stones and soul crystals, the quantity was pitifully small. They were basically working for free for the territorial force alliance.
Although this was frustrating, Xian Yi did not feel angry because he was certain that the Great Lord would kill all these people.
Let these lords of territorial forces enjoy themselves for now. When the final decisive battle began, they would have to spit out everything they had taken.
To dare to compete for spoils of war with the Immortal Demon Kingdom and the Great Lord, there was only one outcome: death!
"That's right! They will all pay the price they deserve!"
The Immortal Demon War Soldier agreed, a cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
...
That night, all ten branch cities under Xiao Mo's command were attacked by the armies of the native kingdom alliance and the territorial force alliance.
Furthermore, they were attacked a total of four times.
Of course, it was only during the fourth attack that the scale of the allied army's assault became somewhat significant.
But the allied army suffered heavy losses and was eventually forced to retreat.
Relatively speaking, the Immortal Demon Kingdom's army suffered almost no losses.
However, Xiao Mo was not the biggest beneficiary of this night's battle.
The biggest beneficiaries were the lords of the territorial force alliance.
When they launched night raids on the Immortal Demon Kingdom's branch cities, their territorial armies followed behind the kingdom's allied army, so their casualties were very small.
However, when they retreated, they took away the vast majority of the battlefield spoils.
It could be considered a situation where they both lost and gained in the war.
But no matter what, Xiao Mo still profited.
After all, killing a large number of enemies yielded a large amount of experience.
After a night of war, the kingdom's troops under Xiao Mo's command had all improved their strength to some extent.
Some troops, due to killing too many enemies, had even advanced to new realms.
Therefore, compared to the spoils of war, strength was the most fundamental.
Moreover, as long as Xiao Mo's Immortal Demon Kingdom won the final decisive battle, the spoils of war taken by those lords would still belong to him.
Not only that, but even the original supplies of these lords would later belong to Xiao.
...
After a night passed, as the sun began to rise.
The armies of the native kingdom alliance and the territorial force alliance did not continue to attack Xiao Mo's ten branch cities.
They were preparing for a much larger offensive operation.
Xiao Mo knew very well that the temporary calm was merely a prelude to the high command of the allied forces brewing the final decisive battle.
They were not stupid enough to continue such raid operations as last night.
Doing so would only lead to their own losses, while their allies, the territorial forces, would profit from the corpses of their comrades.
If it weren't for the fear of affecting the final decisive battle, the rulers of the native kingdom alliance would have already turned against the lords of the territorial force alliance.
They were dying on the front lines, and not only were those lords not fighting, but they were also snatching spoils of war from behind. How could they possibly feel good about it?
"These insidious and cunning lords are so shameless!"
"Exactly! First, we'll destroy the Immortal Demon Kingdom, and then we'll deal with them!"
"We must kill all these damned lords, leaving none behind!"
This was the discussion from the chat group of the native kingdom alliance. Almost all the allied kingdoms hated the lords of the territorial forces to the bone.
These kingdom-level forces had long been unhappy with the territorial force alliance's lords.
Therefore, after eliminating the Immortal Demon Kingdom, the territorial force alliance would be their next target for destruction.
In contrast, the lords of the territorial force alliance were very happy.
Most of the lords who participated last night profited to their heart's content.
"In last night's four night raids, my troops collected over 40,000 immortal demon stones, over 300 sets of equipment, and more than a dozen blueprints!"
"Haha! I also made a lot of money. This is a real windfall!"
"Exactly! I also gained some, not much but still far more than daily hunting!"
"I grabbed a blueprint for a troop building!嘎嘎…"
"A troop building blueprint? My brother upstairs has really struck it rich this time!"
"Truly enviable!"
"Why don't we do another night raid tonight? Anyway, our troops didn't suffer any losses, and we can get free battlefield spoils!"
"Are you dreaming? Are the people from the kingdom alliance fools? How could they watch this situation and go there to sacrifice themselves?"
"Indeed! There will be no more night raids! The kingdom alliance has basically figured out the strength of the Immortal Demon Kingdom's army. The next step is the decisive battle, and by then, no one will be able to pick up scraps!"
"Our ultimate goal is to destroy the Immortal Demon Kingdom! If we fail the war because we are greedy for spoils, our losses will be immense! We must deal with the Immortal Demon Kingdom first, which is the most important thing!"
"Also, we must be wary of the native kingdom alliance. Even without last night's incident, those native forces are our enemies. They will not coexist peacefully with us after the war!"
"What are you afraid of? At worst, we'll just fight another battle! We have over 300,000 lords, with an army size of nearly 500 million. Are we afraid we can't deal with those native forces?"
"Agreed! There will only be one victor in this war, and that is us, the territorial force alliance!"
[Today there will be only one update for now. Later updates might be quite late. I am very busy due to the passing of a family member. I apologize to all my esteemed readers! I will make up for what I owe later! Sorry!!]