Black Demon City!
A vast army of 1.2 million is stationed outside Black Demon City, with densely packed camps resembling a colossal city.
All the troops are waiting for the arrival of the Mammoth Clan's army.
Supplies flow endlessly, piled high like mountains.
Initially, these chieftains of the Demon Banner tribes were reluctant to send troops. But now, they are excited, not viewing it as a war, but as a military parade, a massive event.
Using an army of 1.2 million to conquer a Close-Human Tribe of less than 100,000, already shattered by a single beast, is indeed a huge joke.
As a result, there is not a trace of tension among these hundred-plus chieftains and the 1.2 million troops.
Once the armies assembled, it wasn't three days per feast nor five days per grand feast; instead, there were three feasts a day, wishing to drink themselves drunk every day.
Many chieftains have never seen such a grand spectacle in their entire lives; it was magnificent, truly awe-inspiring.
