"Nine Thousand Battalion, are they tough to deal with?" Luo'er tentatively asked.
"Extremely tough. When the commanders of the Nine Thousand Battalion unite, all their armies become formidable. Fighting with them requires a much greater sacrifice to achieve victory," Zisu said seriously.
"Our current plan," Tuya suddenly spoke up, "as long as we can drive away the Dongsheng troops and stop them from advancing north, we should then cease hostilities. As for the southern part of West Outer Heaven, it's best not to seek control."
"Impossible, absolutely impossible," Linglan Liu's eyebrows inverted, her attitude firm, "West Outer Heaven is the Demon Clan's West Outer Heaven, not Kyushu's West Outer Heaven. If we can't drive them out, then West Outer Heaven will become Kyushu's West Outer Heaven. What will we have left to call home if the Dongsheng troops advance north again?"