Chapter 615: Dividing Forces to Break Out, Blood-Colored Twilight

"The enemy army is at least ten times our size!"

Zhang Wuji looked at the demon army gradually closing in from all sides, a deep sense of despair welling up in his heart.

Having lost Samaier Wang as an inside agent, the Coalition Army had become like duckweed without roots in Mo Jie.

Moreover, they were now surrounded on all sides, and their retreat route had been completely cut off.

"Alliance Leader, what should we do?" Taixuan Laozu asked.

Zhang Wuji pondered for a moment, his expression becoming resolute.

"Retreat!" he issued the painful order, "Organize a breakout immediately; save as many as we can!"

"But Lin Xuan and Xiao Yuan are still over at the command center!" Jianchi Laozu reminded him.

"I have already sent people to meet them," Zhang Wuji said, "We must preserve our effective strength now, otherwise the Three Realms will truly be finished!"

Just as the Coalition Army was preparing to break out, a familiar voice suddenly rang out in the sky.

"Want to leave? Have you asked this Venerable One?"

A clone of Nitian Mozun slowly descended from the clouds, followed by dozens of demon king-level subordinates.

This clone was more powerful than any they had encountered before, and the pressure radiating from its body made everyone present feel suffocated.

"Nitian Mozun!" Zhang Wuji roared, "You despicable fellow!"

"Despicable?" the Mozun clone let out a mocking laugh, "All is fair in war; this is the basic principle of warfare!"

"Samaier Wang was indeed this Venerable One's pawn, but his acting was quite good; even you were deceived!"

The figure of Samaier Wang stepped out from behind the Mozun clone.

His appearance had not changed at all, but his eyes had become cold and ruthless.

"Sorry, everyone," Samaier Wang said with a cold sneer, "For the sake of Lord Mozun's great cause, I can only wrong you all!"

"Samaier! You traitor!" Taixuan Laozu shouted in anger.

"Traitor?" Samaier Wang shook his head, "I was never your companion, so where does this talk of betrayal come from?"

The Mozun clone waved his hand, signaling for Samaier Wang to step back.

"Now that the elites of the Three Realms are all here," the clone looked at the Coalition Army, a cruel light flickering in its eyes, "Once you are all wiped out, the Three Realms will have no power left to resist!"

Zhang Wuji gripped his God-Slaying Spear tightly and made his final decision.

"If that is the case, then we shall fight to the death!" he shouted, "For the future of the Three Realms, we must not let these demon heads succeed!"

Hearing the Alliance Leader's words, the soldiers of the Coalition Army raised their weapons one after another.

Although they knew the odds of victory were slim, no one chose to give up.

A decisive battle concerning the survival of the Three Realms was about to begin.

Meanwhile, in the ruins far away, Xiao Yisheng suddenly stopped in her tracks.

"Oh no," her expression changed drastically, "The Coalition Army is in danger!"

Hearing this, a foreboding premonition welled up in Lin Xuan's heart.

"We must pick up the pace!" he said in a low voice, "Retrieve the Jiuyou Han Quan and return immediately to provide support!"

The figures of the three disappeared into the mist deep within Mo Jie, advancing rapidly toward Jiuyou Gu.

The news of Samaier Wang's defection spread through the Coalition Army like a plague.

The soldiers, who had previously been in high spirits, instantly fell into a panic.

"Even our ally from Mo Jie has betrayed us!"

"We've been deceived! We were deceived from the very beginning!"

"This is the heart of Mo Jie; we have no retreat at all!"

The Coalition Army camp was filled with sounds of terror, and many soldiers even began packing their gear to prepare for flight.

The supply lines were completely severed, and their path of retreat was blocked by the enemy.

The Coalition Army of the Three Realms was like a trapped beast in a desperate situation, surrounded on all sides.

Guanyin Pusa looked at the chaotic camp, her brows tightly knitted.

She immediately ordered the leaders of each unit to be summoned for an emergency meeting.

The temporary command post was set up in an abandoned demon structure.

The blood-red sky cast dim light through the damaged roof, and the atmosphere in the entire conference room was suffocatingly oppressive.

Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing was the first to speak.

"Everyone, now is not the time for panic!" Li Jing slammed the table and stood up, "We are the Coalition Army of the Three Realms; how can we be intimidated by mere demons?"

"Even if we die, we must die in a blaze of glory!"

"I advocate for the entire army to fight to the death, and clash with these demon heads until we both perish!"

Although Li Jing's words were heroic, everyone present understood the cruelty of reality.

Although the Coalition Army's strength had greatly increased following the wave of awakening, the situation of being outnumbered by the enemy had not changed.

Third Prince Nezha shook his head.

"Father, fighting to the death is indeed heroic, but it is meaningless," Nezha analyzed calmly, "We must preserve our effective strength."

"I propose concentrating all our forces to force a breakout!"

"As long as we can break through the enemy's encirclement, there will still be a chance to regroup!"

Guanyin Pusa shook her head gently.

"Third Prince Nezha's idea is good, but a concentrated breakout makes for too large a target," she said, "The enemy will surely concentrate their superior forces to surround and attack us."

Just as everyone was arguing endlessly, Zhang Wuji slowly stood up.

There was no panic on his face, only deep contemplation.

"Everyone, I have an idea," Zhang Wuji said in a low voice, "Since a concentrated breakout is too risky, let us divide our forces to fight."

"Split the troops?" Li Jing frowned and said, "Our forces are already insufficient; wouldn't dispersing them make it even more dangerous?"

Zhang Wuji waved his hand.

"Heavenly King, please listen to my analysis," he said, "While concentrating for a breakout provides strong force, the target is obvious, and the enemy can easily concentrate superior forces to surround and attack."

"Dispersed actions, while not strong in individual unit power, win through flexibility; the enemy cannot simultaneously deal with breakouts from multiple directions."

"This actually offers a greater chance of survival."

Nezha thought for a moment and nodded.

"Brother Wuji's words make sense," he said, "Splitting the troops can indeed divert the enemy's attention."

Guanyin Pusa also agreed with this plan.

"Since that is the case, how should we split the troops?" she asked.

Zhang Wuji had long since thought out the specific division of labor.

"The Heavenly Court troops will be led by Prince Nezha to break out toward the east," he said, "The goal is to charge out of Mo Jie and return to the Heavenly Court to seek reinforcements."

"The Human Cultivators will be led by me to retreat toward the west, looking for terrain along the way that can be relied upon to establish a base."

"As for Lin Xuan..." Zhang Wuji looked at Lin Xuan, who was taking care of Xiao Yuan, "He must escort the severely injured Xiao Yuan to the Nine Nether Han Quan to seek treatment."

Li Jing felt somewhat worried upon hearing this arrangement.

"By splitting the troops like this, every unit will be in danger."

"Danger is certain," Zhang Wuji admitted, "but this is the best choice at present."

"We must take a gamble, betting that the enemy cannot pursue in three directions with full force simultaneously."

Guanyin Pusa pondered for a long time and finally agreed to the plan.

"Let us proceed according to Wuji's suggestion," she said, "Split the troops to break out, and each seek their own survival."

Nezha immediately began preparing his troops.

"Heavenly Court soldiers, hear my order!" he shouted aloud, "Pack your equipment and prepare to break out toward the east!"

"We must charge back to the Heavenly Court and bring back reinforcements!"