The Black Dragon curled up into a ball, its wings and tail tightly folded. Only its eyes were not asleep, and its scarlet vertical eyes were shining in the dark curtain.
Caesar knew very well that a high undead like Negendro had abandoned the emotional cognition of living creatures, so it was impossible to make it swear allegiance just by meeting and speaking a few words. Even if it swore allegiance, it would be nothing more than a lie. They had to really be beaten into submission.
A war was inevitable.
And this was what Caesar was happy to see.
For the current Black Dragon, the source of soldiers was no longer a problem. The key point was how to tame these evil clans into a whole and integrate them into a real army.
The method of training an army that humans used in his previous life would not work here. The biggest characteristic of the evil races was that they were unorganized and undisciplined. Perhaps they would restrain themselves in front of the Black Dragon Lord, but whenever Caesar left, these guys would immediately return to their original forms.
It was useless even if they were killed. The chaotic attribute had been implanted in their bones when they were created. There was a common saying in the surface world — "Nature cannot be taken away." This saying was applicable to all the races of Airadia.
Therefore, no matter how hard Caesar thought about it, he could not find a good solution to this problem. He could only let these guys go through the baptism of war. In the forging of blood and death, the scattered iron fragments would be forged into a complete weapon. Then, they would be twisted into a rope to form a real fighting force.
This was also the reason why Caesar still chose to let the Black Knight Negendro leave, even though he guessed what the undead might do. He could not take such a group of monsters to attack the Green Dragon Silvia. The other party had the battle-hardened Green Army. Doing so would be tantamount to throwing away their lives.
Once the desperate attack on the Green Army failed, the enemy would not give him a third chance to make a comeback.
So before that, Caesar had to choose a less powerful opponent to use as a whetstone to hone his army. Let them try their hands and know what a real large-scale war was and how to deal with it.
Only in this way could his monster soldiers have a chance to compete with the Green Army in the future.
… …
As expected, the undead army arrived as scheduled.
Corpses covered the sky, forming a boundless sea of bones. Unintelligent skeletons formed the main force of the Undead Tide, dotted with Liches, Vengeful Spirits, Gargoyles, and even Death Knights.
They came to the edge of the Northern Territory but did not attack immediately. Instead, they gathered in the distance. The Black Knight did not move, as if he was waiting for something.
The Gnoll scout had already reported the situation, but Caesar wanted to see it for himself, so Hogg and Gall followed him through the forest of black branches and up a sandstone slope.
The strong Black Dragon half-stood up and looked down at the endless sea of corpses. He knew how to accurately estimate the number of people.
"More than ten thousand."
After observing for a while, Caesar said that most of them were unintelligent Skeletons with low combat strength, but there were also many powerful Undead mixed in, and there were also spellcasters.
"I think so too, Your Majesty."
Hogg said as he pointed, "The vanguard are strengthened skeleton soldiers, equipped with longswords and bone shields, and equipped with bone arrows for long-range attacks. The right wing are Liches, and the left wing are Vengeful Spirits, most of them know some insignificant spells. There are about two thousand of each."
"The number of Undead is twice that of the evil races."
Caesar said. From afar, the high-level Undead were no different from humans, wearing steel helmets and tattered cloaks with traces of blood.
"Indeed, but the Undead's combat strength is generally low and cannot be compared to Your Majesty's evil followers. Their advantage in numbers will not help them win."
Gall smacked his lips and said. After seeing the even more terrifying Green Army, the Beastmen did not show any fear in the face of such a battle.
"What do you think?
Can you defeat the Undead Army? "
"Easy," the Beastman commander replied.
"But it will also require blood."
Hogg added, "But I guess, this is what Your Majesty wants. After the underground races have been forged and tested in this war, they will have the ability to kill their way back to Airadia."
When the Black Dragon returned to the lair, the sky was almost bright. The light of the Underdark reappeared, but it was still gray, and a cold wind blew in the north.
The trenches around the camp of the followers had been half dug, and the forest was full of Boar People. They were cutting branches from the black branches and shaving them into sharp stakes to stand outside the trenches.
Caesar thought that such fortifications were unnecessary. They were not fighting against humans, and their opponents were the Undead who did not fear pain and threats. The value of these things was next to nothing.
However, the Boar People were the oddities of the Underdark. They were diligent and cautious, unlike other clans. They would not rest in an undefended camp, and all the Boar People were so insistent that they had to build fortifications.
The Black Dragon Lord let them be.
Their fighting strength was not strong, but perhaps they had untapped engineering talent.
Caesar thought, and then said to the Boar People leader, "Pavle, let your people stop and rest. The Undead are ready to fight."
"Yes, Your Majesty. The warriors are eager for blood."
So far, the Boar People clan's performance was not bad. In the Black Dragon's heart, the Pavle had a higher status than the Manticore and the Demon Hound. The Boar People reacted quickly, did not feel tired, and tirelessly paid attention to all the details. They might be of great use in the future.
Soon, Caesar gathered his followers. He remembered the names of the leaders of each clan under his command. After the evil races joined Caesar, the leaders had to go to the Black Dragon's lair every three days to report the recent situation of the clan to the Black Dragon Lord.
Since Caesar often went to the habitats of different clans to inspect, he had a general idea of the specific situation of these guys.
The monsters quickly gathered. The clan leaders arrived at the Black Dragon's lair, and all of them knelt in front of their master.
"If the Undead want war, we will give them war."
When everyone was gathered, the Black Dragon, who was hidden in the darkness and was terrifyingly strong, slowly said, "Take the initiative to attack. I want you to attack tonight, under the cover of the night."
"But they have the Skeleton Hounds and spellcasters to investigate, Your Majesty."
"Oh?"
Caesar stared at the many clan leaders under his command, his scarlet eyes moving between them, "Are you afraid?"
"My King."
The leader of the Battle Lizardmen stood up, "Let us take care of the Sentries on the periphery. They are not scouts, just a pile of bones that can barely move."
"We can do it too." The twisted ankhegs interjected.
"That's it."
The Black Dragon agreed, "You will attack from three sides. The Battle Lizardmen and ankhegs will be the vanguard. The Manticores and Gray Centaurs will attack from the left and right."
"Demon Hound Tribe, you claim to be the strongest. Very well, the most difficult task will be handed to you."
Caesar's gaze swept across the clan leaders and began to assign tasks, "I want you to form a wedge formation and force your way through the middle."
… …
"Go, let me see if you are as fearless and strong as you boasted when you joined the Black Dragon Army."
Next, Caesar watched as the clan leaders spent an hour finalizing all the details. They agreed on a joint strategy, arranged assistance, and how to deal with unexpected situations.
During the process, the Black Dragon remained silent. He wanted to see how far these guys could go with their intelligence.
In the end, the clan leaders left with their orders and waited for the Dark Mantle to descend.