"Rest assured, Lord Leader, according to my humble opinion, the opponent is like a turtle in a jar, not knowing what to do, they are probably scared to death right now?"
The gray-robed Witch Demon's skeletal face was full of reckless delight, and he laughed, "It's all thanks to Lord Leader's divine strategy in warfare. They are about to be turned into dead spirits one by one."
Upon the gray-robed Witch Demon's words, the surrounding other Witch Demons also voiced their agreement, causing a sinister laughter and jubilation atop the Forest White Giant City wall.
"No, something must be off here."
The Witch Demon Leader pondered for a moment, then commanded the gray-robed Witch Demon, "Take seventy percent of the garrison troops here out of the city to assist the Undead Army in besieging those ants. Make sure to annihilate them quickly. I want them all reduced to dust!"
"Understood, Lord Leader."
