Gods presented there nodded in agreement with Nathan's suggestion. Wolfric also nodded. “You're right. I also think it's time for war. But I also believe that waging war against the vampires is a matter for all humanity. So we need to discuss properly how many troops each country should contribute.”
When Wolfric said that, he stood up and looked around at all the War Gods sitting there.
“The outbreak of the blood virus swept through Adrune, causing numerous countries and regions to fall one after another. Although the War Gods from a hundred nations have gathered here and formed an alliance, the troops stationed around the vampire-occupied territories are primarily Adrune's countries' regiments. If we go to war with the vampires, only soldiers from Adrune will be sacrificed.”
Having said that, Wolfric looked at Nathan, revealing his true intentions, and uttered, “So I think it's unreasonable. Countries from Aploth must also send your principal forces to participate in this war.”
Wolfric continued, “I suggest that as the commander-in-chief of the alliance, Mr. Cross, you should lead by example. Eurasia has the North, the South, the East, the West, and Brimmopolis' Capital Garrison, a total of more than 1.5 million soldiers. I think Eurasia will need to mobilize at least two military regions' forces and send a minimum of five hundred thousand warriors to participate in this war against the vampires, right?”
As soon as those words were spoken, Wolfric's allies immediately expressed their agreement, clamoring for the countries of Aploth to send troops to participate in the war. They demanded Nathan dispatch at least five hundred thousand of Eurasia's warriors to join the battle.
Even Leopold fell silent for the first time, not standing up for Nathan. Nathan's face darkened. He naturally knew what Wolfric and the others were thinking. The strong nations of Adrune, led by Wolfric, were simply worried that engaging in a large-scale war with the vampires would result in heavy losses for their national troops, potentially causing them to collapse.
Nathan became impatient. “You all are unwilling to engage in war. Instead, you shift the responsibility to Eurasia. You expect us to send hundreds of thousands of troops to defend your homeland for you. Excuse me, everyone, is there such a beneficial thing in the world?”
The crowd there, especially those War Gods of Adrune, lowered their heads. Their faces burned with embarrassment, not daring to make a sound. Wolfric, on the other hand, was undaunted. He shamelessly said, “I don't care. If Mr. Cross, you don't lead by example, and if Eurasia doesn't deploy five hundred thousand armies, Ariarica won't send any troops either.”
With Wolfric leading the way, the rest of the countries of Adrune soon followed suit. At last, that meeting had no conclusion, and everyone parted on bad terms.
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