Seven Gods Guardian: Gun King Mission

Chapter 165 Demon General 2

Not long after, a figure came rushing like the wind and appeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

When this person came before the Demon Lord, he knelt on one knee without hesitation, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Greetings, Your Majesty the Demon Lord! I have successfully brought the Demon Soul here." The Demon Lord nodded slightly, his eyes fell on the Demon Soul kneeling on one knee, but he did not speak.

After a moment of silence, the Demon Lord slowly spoke in a calm tone, "Get up and find a chair to sit on."

With the Demon Lord's permission, the Demon Soul rose to his feet. He turned and looked around, quickly spotting an empty chair. He walked over quickly and sat down firmly. By this time, the entire hall had already been filled with ten people.

The seating arrangement seemed random, but it actually held a hidden agenda. By now, most of the demon generals had arrived, and the hall was beginning to buzz with activity.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps approached. As the door opened, everyone turned to look and saw a woman stepping into the hall.

Compared to the other demon generals' ornate attire, this woman's attire was extremely simple and plain, even somewhat shabby. Her clothing was not only old-fashioned but also made of coarse material, seeming completely out of place in her surroundings.

But the strange thing was that the other demon generals ignored this poorly dressed woman and did not show any strange expression at all.

The woman walked straight up to the Demon Lord and shouted bluntly, "Brother, I, the Demon Monster, am here!" The Demon Lord responded softly, then slightly turned to the side, motioning the Demon Monster to stand closer to him.

Obviously, unlike others, the demon demon did not need to look for a seat, he just had to quietly accompany the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord's gaze swept across the assembled demon generals, finally stopping at the only empty seat. He pondered for a moment, then turned to Mo Yao and instructed, "Mo Yao, please take Mo Mei's seat. She's not here now, so there's no need for you to stand here any longer."

"Okay." Then he walked towards the last empty chair.

Looking at the many demon generals who had all arrived, the Demon Lord, who was sitting at the head of the table and exuding a powerful aura, slowly said, "Everyone is here, so let's start the meeting now."

His gaze swept across every demon general present, finally landing on one of them. He then asked, "Demon, let me ask you, how many troops have our demon army currently assembled? And how much food and fodder have we stockpiled?"

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of all the demon generals present instantly focused on the demon demon who was named. Demon demon calmly reached into his arms and pulled out a small and exquisite notebook.

He opened the notebook and scanned the densely packed text at a glance. Then he read aloud, "Reporting to Lord Demon, after this period of intensive preparation and reorganization, our demon army now has a total strength of approximately 150 million men. However, it should be noted that this also includes a large number of non-combat personnel such as logistics soldiers, signalmen, grooms, and medical personnel who do not directly participate in combat. Excluding these, the number of troops actually capable of fighting in battle and charging into battle is estimated to be around 50."

After listening to Moyao's report, the Demon Lord did not show much surprise on his face, as if he had expected such a result.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, pondering for a moment before speaking again, "Hmm... so, the number of troops available for frontal combat is indeed not very large. So, let's talk about the current size of our demon race's population. Do you have any exact statistics?"

Faced with the Demon Lord's questioning, the demon demon hurriedly looked down at the notebook in his hand again, and quickly flipped through a few pages to find the relevant records.

Then she raised her head, meeting the eager gazes of the Demon Lord and the other demon generals, and spoke loudly, "Your Excellency, the Demon Lord, according to the latest census, the total population of our demon race has now exceeded 3500 million!"

"After developing to this day, the total population of our demon race is only more than 3500 million? How could the population still be so small after thousands of years?" After hearing this number, the Demon Lord did not show much surprise on his face.

The demon standing aside explained solemnly, "Your Excellency doesn't know! Back then, there was a long and extremely brutal war between our demon race and the human race and the monster race. That war caused extremely heavy casualties in our army, and countless brave soldiers died on the battlefield and were buried in a foreign land. Moreover, innocent civilians in many areas were not spared, and were ruthlessly slaughtered by human soldiers and ferocious monsters, causing population growth to fall into an extremely difficult situation." At this point, the demon's voice couldn't help but tremble slightly, as if the bloody and cruel scenes had reappeared before his eyes.

He took a deep breath and continued, "In addition, before this, those royal nobles of the demon clan were blinded by greed and disregarded the interests of the entire clan. They brazenly provoked a shocking demon civil war. This civil war caused heavy damage to the military and civilians within our demon clan, and greatly damaged their vitality. Even now, we have only barely recovered some of our vitality." At the end, the demon's tone became increasingly low, revealing deep helplessness and grief.

At this moment, Mosha, who had been sitting quietly and silently, suddenly jumped up from his seat like a tinderbox. His hideous and twisted face turned red with extreme anger, and his eyes were wide open and bloodshot, as if they were about to spit fire.

He opened his bloody mouth and roared at everyone in uncontrollable rage, "It's all the fault of those utterly foolish fellows! How dare they start that damned internal strife! It's precisely because of their absurd and irrational behavior that our great demon clan has suffered such devastating losses, and now our vitality is severely damaged! If it weren't for their reckless and lawless behavior, how could our demon clan be left with such a pitiful number?"

Hearing Mosha's words filled with resentment and accusations, Modu, standing beside him, couldn't contain his inner rage and quickly echoed, "That's right! Back then, our army expended immense effort to repel the human race's ferocious, overwhelming attack. Afterwards, during the long period of recuperation, thanks to everyone's tireless efforts day and night, we managed to barely recover some of our strength."

"However, what we could never have imagined was that those bastards completely disregarded our army's current predicament and actual situation, and rashly launched this bloody and brutal civil war without a second thought! The result? Our army, which had just barely recovered some of its strength, was plunged once again into the fierce flames of war, ultimately suffering a tragic end with heavy casualties. It's truly heartbreaking!"

As Mo Du finished speaking, the other demon generals present could no longer suppress their strong dissatisfaction and deep resentment towards the demon royal family members who instigated the civil war.

And so, for a while, all sorts of complaints rose and fell, incessantly. Some demon generals were so angry that they slammed their hands on the table, cursing non-stop; others crossed their arms, shook their heads and sighed gloomily; and some were so excited that they even slammed the table and stood up...

The entire conference room gradually became chaotic, the noise became louder and louder, and it seemed to be out of control.

Seeing this, the Demon Lord sitting in the first seat frowned tightly, with a hint of obvious dissatisfaction on his face.