The Burning Legion is indeed a big business, but if the stall is too large, there will inevitably be a large number of factions with discord and discord within it, and to put it bluntly, it is still a conflict of interests.

There is a saying in the barrage that there is no faction in the party, and there are all kinds of strange things.

As a representative creature on the chaotic side, demons are a prime example of self-interest over collective good.

It would be unrealistic to expect them to focus on the big picture.

The Burning Legion was able to expand to this point thanks to the powerful leader of Sargeras, but more importantly it was the addition of the Eredans, led by Akmund and Kilgardan.

Eredar turned out to be a high-level civilization with a reputation in the universe, and their clan devotion brought order to the Burning Legion, which was in the early stages of creation and had a mixed internal mix of fish and dragons, and gave them wings to take off.

However, as Sarian has said earlier, the demons who worship chaos and freedom have always been unchecked.

Under the suppression of Kil'Gardan and Akamund's strong personal strength and prestige, those unwilling old Yellow Flag demons can only suppress their dissatisfaction in their hearts...... After all, you can't beat it.

However, with the death of the mountains of Akmund and Kilgardan, the shackles on their heads were greatly lightened.

As the saying goes, things must be reversed, and they are forced to hold back the demon's nature for tens of thousands of years, and once they get the opportunity to be released, it is strange that those demon warlords who are far away from the emperor do not carnival to get carried away.

Sarian speculates that many demonic warlords should be waiting for the end of the battle of Argus at this time, and they are eager to get the "bad news" that Sargeras died on the battlefield immediately.

The Burning Legion disintegrates? It's my business.

As long as we still have a large number of demon armies in our hands, it doesn't matter if the Burning Legion is dead or alive, they can still continue to be the Earth Emperor behind closed doors.

Without the three mountains on their heads, those demonic warlords who have been suffering for a long time can release their nature more freely.

Long before the Azeroth coalition set off from their home planet, Sareen considered this possibility.

However, Sarren's habit has always been to think about defeat before he wins, and he will prioritize whether the situation will go to the worst possibility, and make relevant contingency plans for this, so as not to rush again when there is a real emergency.

If the demon warlords with heavy armies unexpectedly choose to go all out to reinforce Argus, no matter how reluctant Salian is, he can only continue to urge the coalition forces to launch a pursuit of the Antolan wasteland when he has just experienced a bloody battle and has not yet recovered, so as to defeat the Burning Throne of Antorus, which is not garrisoned by Sargeras himself, before the demonic reinforcements arrive in Argus.

However, this will inevitably lead to a large number of battle losses on the already poor Azeroth coalition army, and even if it can win in the end, it will be a miserable victory with 800 self-losses.

Before setting out for Azeroth, Sarjan had emphasized that the Burning Legion was not the only threat Azeroth faced, and that if he consumed too many troops in Argus, he would have to shrink his head and pretend to be a grandson when dealing with the threat of the Shadow Realm and the Void Forces.

Considering the time taken by the various mortal races to reincarnate, it would take at least ten years or so for this shrunk to recover, and the loss of these veterans of a hundred battles was not comparable to the rookies who filled in later.

Fortunately, the situation did not go to the worst side, and most of the demonic warlords did not move as Sarren had predicted, which allowed the Azeroth coalition to calmly recover and try to attack Antorus in the best possible position to minimize the losses.

……

When the same news reaches the ears of people with different positions, the resulting reaction will be very different.

While the top brass of the Azeroth coalition led by Sarjan applauded the demonic warlord's immobility, the Council of Commanders of Antoran, who temporarily commanded the entire army of the Burning Legion, was scolding for it.

As we all know, because Kil'Gardan's "Azeroth Charity Expedition" sent away most of Argus's standing troops, and Sargeras, the iron rooster, was reluctant to use the star soul energy used to corrupt the Titans to resurrect those line-filling babies who died in battle, the Argus defenders sitting on the ground could only pick and search in terms of troops.

Ever since the Eredas joined the Burning Legion, the Council of Antoran, who had long been accustomed to overpowering people, had never fought such a poor war.

Already holding their breath due to lack of manpower, the demon warlords' choice to ride the wall in defiance of the call for help naturally ignited the temper tantrums of the two military commanders, Elodus and Sphoracus.

"Selfish traitor! They should all be sent to the Witch Society to be cut by a thousand cuts! ”

"Inform Suraya now! Contact Sargeras through the channels of the Witch Society as soon as possible, and we must not tolerate this passive attitude! ”

The chief technician who had just returned to Antorus from the front line, Ishka, rubbed his eyebrows with a headache: "You two calm down first......"

"Calm down?!"

At this time, Admiral Sphorakus, who was still struggling to defend the line in space, was under tremendous pressure, and she mercilessly sprayed at the old fellow who had worked together for many years.

"If the status quo continues, the space defense fleet will be able to hold out for another 5 days at most! Only 5 days!! How do you calm me down in this situation! ”

"Hey~"

Compared to Sphorakus, who had already been knifed to his neck, Elodus, who was still boiling a frog in warm water, barely calmed down.

"Not really...... Just abandon the space front, which is already irreversible, and you can first withdraw to Antorus with your own henchmen. ”

Ishka also echoed with a wry smile: "If Sargeras and the Witch Society can't come up with a countermeasure in time, we can die together in the end, and it will not be in vain for our colleagues for tens of thousands of years." ”

"Whew~"

Persuaded by Elodus and Ishka with dark humor, Sphorakus, who had vented her sulk, slumped back into her chair like a deflated ball.

"Okay."

The once high-spirited Admiral of the Burning Legion waved his hand in a reckless manner: "If there is still no turnaround tomorrow morning, I will have to withdraw to Antolus to hold the last line of defense." ”

“TMD！ How long has it been? How did the Burning Legion, which once threatened the entire universe, become this ghost! ”

Ishka, the calmest of the three, spread his hands helplessly: "When the Burning Legion is in a period of strong expansion, many internal contradictions will be covered by the continuous good news from the front. ”

"And once the expansion is blocked, those contradictions that have not been fundamentally resolved and have only been temporarily covered up will be redoubled."

Elodus interrupted Ishka's rational analysis with a tired expression: "There is no point in talking about this now, the enemy will soon be overwhelmed. ”

"As can be seen from the results of the battle between the Azeroth Army and the Shadow Guard, their combat effectiveness and will to fight are terrifying, and the border fortifications alone cannot hold on for a long time, and we must hold Antorus before Sargeras frees up his hand to help."

"Ladies and gentlemen, now is the time to work hard, and I hope you can put aside your past differences for a while and join forces to help me!" (End of chapter)