Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 2193 - 674: Great Minds in Big Bodies
"Clang!"
A set of noble tea sets with oriental gold patterns unfortunately became the outlet for Emperor Beckenbauer’s rage.
The Siren Queen stood by with a sullen face, her wings tightly wrapped around her slender shoulders, the black beauty mark at the corner of her mouth twitching violently.
The Sea Clan generals and rulers in the giant clam tent all lowered their heads and remained obediently silent like quails.
In the granite-like tense atmosphere, only the three guests from afar maintained some composure and calmness.
"Chief of Staff, speak!" Emperor Seia pointed his trident at an old sea snake with grizzled whiskers: "How do we continue fighting this war? We don’t even have a single troop type that can counter the opponent’s air force! If this continues, we might as well clean ourselves up and wait to be kicked back into the sea!"
"Your Majesty, I am guilty..." The aged sea snake Chief of Staff quickly bowed and admitted his fault.
"I don’t care how guilty you are, just come up with a solution before you die!"
"Your Majesty..." The Sea Snake Chief of Staff shivered: "...It seems that to restrain the air force, only an air force can do the job, other methods are temporary measures and not a permanent cure, but we currently..."
"How can we rely on the Sirens alone!" Queen Chaoheran slapped the table: "Right now, we don’t have a second aerial force to provide escort, sending our Sirens to confront the enemy in the air is like suicide, have you ever seen a mage fighting bare-chested to the death?"
"Your Majesty, I never intended for the Sirens to fight the enemy’s air force alone!" Emperor Beckenbauer sighed weakly, collapsing into his seat, and whilst rubbing his throbbing temples, turned his eyes to the guests: "Esteemed guests, do you have any good suggestions?"
"Your esteemed emperor of Seia, may I ask, where exactly does the Sea Clan army fall short compared to the Aegean army?" The Demon Clan envoy first stood up, speaking in a stilted Aegean Common Language: "Is the air force their only weakness?"
"There are also problems with cavalry and ranged attackers. Our Sea Clan cavalry can travel thousands of miles in a day under the sea, but mounts like the tiger shark can’t be used on land; our sailfish, swordfish, and goldlance fish are enough to turn all Aegean archers into sieves, but they can’t be used on land either." The Mermaid Emperor sighed again: "Honored envoy of the Demon Clan, we are trying to make up for this, but the issue is that even if we capture a large number of warhorses and strong bows, it is difficult for our warriors to quickly master them. After all, we are not a land race, and many warriors are experiencing ’land sickness’!"
"Your Majesty, no need to be overly humble, with the vast numbers of the Sea Clan army, any defects are merely minor nuisances." The Demon Clan envoy smiled: "Cavalry can be restrained with a large infantry, and ranged units have never been the decisive factor in a war."
"Another unavoidable issue," the Siren Queen interjected coldly: "Once away from the ocean, whether warriors or Storm Sorcerers, their strength diminishes greatly, especially the latter! In the past, no land country dared to easily sail their ship past our skies, one Storm Sorcerer could summon waves to crush them! Now it’s no longer possible, we can’t summon any tidal waves now!"
"Understandable, even if a land-based Giant Dragon enters the ocean, it might not swim better than a dolphin, this is due to environmental incompatibility." The Demon Clan envoy continued praising the strength of the Sea Clan: "With thousands of Storm Sorcerers, magical firepower can still be maximized, since humans possess only about a thousand mages."
"What do you suggest we do to solve these problems?" The two sea emperors looked at the Demon Clan envoy together.
"We of the Demon Clan are also a land race, and the problems troubling Your Majesties and the Sea Clan army are precisely our strengths!" The Demon Clan envoy did not hide his satisfaction: "The two Witch Kings and the Regent instructed me to come here, to specifically discuss with Your Majesties when the Demon Clan should ideally send troops to aid the Sea Clan allies!"
"I believe our Sea Clan has no right to constrain your Demon Clan’s military plans." Emperor Beckenbauer laughed: "The passage of time cannot bear your generosity, and the sea cannot count your kindness, the support from the Demon Clan allies to us is already more than enough, no matter when you arrive, I will welcome you with open arms."
"Of course, sooner is better." Queen Chaoheran added sincerely: "I have been eagerly awaiting the arrival of the Demon Clan allies."
"And about providing us with some Water-patterned Dragon Turtles..." The Demon Clan envoy hesitated.
"Once you arrive, we will certainly not be stingy with such a small request." The Siren Queen smiled charmingly, appearing poised and graceful.
The Demon Clan envoy was momentarily stunned, then bowed politely with a smile, taking his leave from the two sea emperors.
The moment he stepped out of the giant clam tent, the envoy couldn’t help touching the circled horns on his head.
The horns were already covered with cold sweat like steam, and as a member of the Fear Clan, it was the first time the Demon Clan envoy experienced the feeling of fear—faced with the capricious Sea Clan rulers, he realized he had been unable to grasp their thoughts from beginning to end.
