667 A Loss of Face 2

The Plain of Corpses was vast. Before being taken over by the demons, it had been the largest border region of the Kingdom of the Sacred Dragon. After the demons' invasion, the Kingdom had launched multiple battles and only regained a tiny portion of the territory.

The Kingdom of the Sacred Dragon had suffered heavy losses in all those battles. Regardless of how many soldiers they sent, they could not make even the slightest dent in the demons' hold. During the wars, the demons came and went at will, and were completely impossible to track. The Kingdom had put in huge amounts of resources all those years just to locate the demons' nests, but to no avail.

Zhan Fei had initially assigned the Blaze Army to search for the demons' lair purely as an excuse to sow discord between them and the Wolf Smoke Regiment. In reality, he was well aware that being able to locate the demons' nests within such a short span of time was impossible.

Ji Fengyan could not find anything even if she had half a year, not to mention just half a month.

Moreover, apart from that trip to Ping City, Ji Fengyan had not stepped out of the camp these past 15 days. Zhan Fei was sure Ji Fengyan could not extricate herself this time!

And this was exactly what he wanted.

Ji Fengyan had voluntarily issued the military pledge. Even if His Majesty investigated the matter hereafter, there would not be anything remiss.

Ji Fengyan watched Zhan Fei's victorious reaction with a smile. She didn't answer his question but asked, "Does Lord Zhan know how many demons are in the Plain of Corpses?"

Zhan Fei was astounded. He felt that Ji Fengyan was just stalling for time, but… he didn't mind watching her struggle for just a while longer.

"There is a huge number of demons in the Plain of Corpses—so many that nobody really knows the true figure. At least… around 100,000."

Ji Fengyan chuckled.

"Lord Zhan is wrong."

Zhan Fei narrowed his eyes.

Ji Fengyan cast a sweeping glance across the three generals before focusing her gaze on Zhan Fei.

"It's not 100,000 but 1,000,000."

Zhan Fei was thunderstruck.

1,000,000?

"If they did not have millions, how could they have withstood the Kingdom's fierce attacks and continued holding this territory?" Ji Fengyan smiled.

Zhan Fei snorted scornfully.

"General Ji is truly 'perceptive'. I wonder where these millions of demons came from? If there were already millions of them within the Plain of Corpses alone, wouldn't the Kingdom of the Sacred Dragon be in grave danger?"

The demons were scattered all over with the strongest demon clans taking command of their own corners. The border regions of the Kingdom of the Sacred Dragon suffered countless demon attacks. Their neighboring countries were also not better off.

Ji Fengyan ignored Zhan Fei's sarcasm with a bland smile.

Zhan Fei persisted. "There is no need for General Ji to say such sensationalist words. We just want to know the locations of the demons' lair today. As for other matters, the Generals will carefully discuss the necessary counter-strategies."

Zhan Fei turned to look at Ji Fengyan. "Don't tell me General Ji has yet to flush out the whereabouts of the demons' nests?"

Ji Fengyan shrugged.

Zhan Fei continued. "If that is so, then… General Ji, this military pledge was issued by your own accord. If you didn't accomplish it… I am afraid no one can help you?" Zhan Fei looked pointedly at Yang Shun.

Yang Shun frowned. He knew that Zhan Fei was referring to him.