CHAPTER 547: CHAPTER 229 PLAN INITIATED

Night Watcher Town.

Kana’s office.

Kana looked at the information on the channel.

In the channel, Blake and others felt the time was about right and would start carrying out the plan.

Seeing this message, Kana asked, "How many Night Watchers are there with Blake now?"

At least now, there were not many Night Watchers staying back in Night Watcher Town.

All together, there were not even 500.

Most of them were some Night Watcher reservists.

"1131, Your Highness," Alyris replied.

Upon hearing this number, Kana pondered for a moment and then nodded.

He was considering whether to bring more Night Watchers to Gray Furnace Castle, but hearing about a thousand people, he no longer worried.

This time, penetrating deep into Safro’s borders, a thousand Night Watchers were already more than enough.

After all, the Night Watchers were already busy enough, and there was a shortage of people everywhere.

"Then let’s get ready; we should head to Gray Furnace Castle."

Alyris nodded.

Bobo couldn’t help but ask, "Aren’t we waiting for Blake’s side to start the plan before we take action?"

After all, waiting for Blake’s side to succeed in their plan, and then leading a large force to head to Gray Furnace Castle in batches, would be more secure.

What if the United Army still disagrees with this plan by then, wouldn’t they have gone for nothing?

"Think about it, regardless of whether Blake and the others succeed or not, we should head to Safro.

If by then the United Army is unwilling to come, then it will be up to us Night Watchers to lure out the people from Gray Rock Fortress."

Hearing Kana’s confidence, Bobo nodded.

Though she thought the plan was somewhat odd.

After all, the Blood Race had the advantage, and in such a situation, abandoning Gray Rock Fortress due to internal issues at the rear would be too foolish.

They didn’t even bother to recall the troops stationed outside.

At this time, only Kana could have such confidence.

After all, in Kana’s view, the foolishness of the Blood Race troops depended entirely on whether his grandfather was in a hurry or not.

If rushed, he could even do something like abandoning Gray Rock Fortress now.

Not doing it now is just because such an action would be too obvious.

Instead, it would make the United Army hesitate.

As long as the Night Watchers caused some trouble within their territory,

the troops from Gray Rock Fortress would be drawn out by a strange excuse and then overtaken by the United Army.

All Kana and the others had to do was provide such an excuse.

So as long as the United Army was willing to go along, it would give his grandfather the perfect excuse.

The more United Army troops joined, the more reasonable the excuse became.

This was something that could only be done with a tacit understanding once one understood what his grandfather wanted to achieve.

...

The United Army camp.

Yet another meeting.

They had just launched another siege action, losing nearly 300 bodies this time.

Frequent siege actions had made everyone in the United Army clearly realize that to take Gray Rock Fortress could almost only be achieved by bearing excessive costs.

The endless Ghouls played far more than their inherent role when defending the fortress.

Almost infinite Ghouls could physically withstand the siege during the fortress’s defense.

The attacking side also had to stand firm.

In this situation, how could they possibly wear down the Ghouls?

In real combat, they could still rely on team actions, rely on group operations. With mutual coordination, they could defeat more with less; Ghouls, in their view, were simply cannon fodder that needed time to handle.

"What should we do now? Must we really pay a heavy price to forcefully take it down?" a non-human officer asked.

A human officer said, "After so many days, we can clearly see that if we want to forcibly take it down,

is the heavy price acceptable?"

Another country’s human officer said, "What next? After taking the fortress, we still need to continuously push forward. By then, we’ll be fighting on someone else’s turf.

If we deplete too much in the fortress attack..."

He didn’t finish the sentence, but everyone knew what he meant.

"Send more reinforcements..."

One officer’s words were interrupted by another.

"Impossible, if more support is required, this United Army..."

If more support was needed, it wouldn’t be economical.

In such a situation, it would be better to negotiate with the Blood Race, obtaining what they wanted through negotiation and trade.

When negotiations couldn’t get what they wanted, or if the exchange’s cost was too high, then they would turn back to initiate war.

As for whether the Blood Race’s notorious reputation was evil, it entirely depended on how the various forces perceived it.

After all, it’s not the first time they’ve exchanged and competed with an evil race for interests.

Do you think the evil races that still live well around the world are able to develop securely for no reason?

If it wasn’t for the Blood Race’s fleet biting people everywhere, others wouldn’t care about what the Blood Race did, let alone send troops for support.

Regarding technology obtained through trade, isn’t it more cost-effective than acquiring it through war?

Sending troops from thousands of miles away is not cost-effective no matter how you look at it.

Self-supplied food, self-dispatched troops, bearing risks themselves, it doesn’t even relate to them even if they attack his land.

The more they thought, the more it felt like a loss.

For a moment, it made the officers present somewhat silent.

Most of these officers sent for support were those in the mid-level positions in their own countries.

And since they came from military backgrounds, of course, they didn’t want to have paid so much price only to have to reach a peace agreement. To them, it was an insult, and the same insult applied to the soldiers who died.

As the meeting calmed down, everyone became silent.

Blake felt the time was right.

The bishop standing on the other side looked at Blake.

During this period, the local Holy Light Church and Night Watchers were forming more and more alliances.

The Holy Light Church wanted to learn more about dealing with Evil God’s matters from the Night Watchers.

While the Night Watchers needed to make use of the Holy Light Church’s influence and even learn how to control and study the power of the Holy Light within the Holy Light Church.

After all, Night Watchers had gradually started to appear who could grasp the Holy Light.

It’s known in this world that the Holy Light is selfless, not something that only the Holy Light Church could control—it’s just that their research was more in-depth and they utilized it more freely.

For the bishop, who knew more information, the Night Watchers certainly had a way.

He could more or less understand.

After all, previously, the bickering within the United Army was quite irritating.

"I have a way to bypass the fortress. Directly enter the borders of Safro."

In this quiet atmosphere, Blake’s words caught everyone’s attention.

Everyone stared at Blake.

Looking at this always low-key Night Watcher.

Fortunately, no one would be stupid enough now to look down on the Night Watchers with disdain or provoke them.

Whether it’s the previous forces or the ones joining the United Army later, all were aware of the Night Watchers’ strength.

During this period, on the battlefield, the Night Watchers also showed their capability.

Displayed their combat capability on the battlefield, a courageous and fearless, powerful demonstration.

Most who had brains already regarded the Night Watchers as a developing Holy Light Church.

After all, those who observed carefully could tell that the Night Watchers had some peculiar power.

Who in the enemy army could fight fervently and still not lose their lives?

Their stomachs were pierced, and yet the next day, they could still jump around full of life.

It wasn’t that no one was spying.

But after understanding the Night Watchers, knowing some of their vows, seeing the Night Watchers’ actions, many people more or less knew the source of their power.

Vows aren’t something that can be made casually.

Especially solemn oaths made formally with the world.

Failing to uphold them would truly lead to trouble.

The Magic Professionals from various armies could gradually sense the world’s gaze on the Night Watchers.