“What a joke. Those humans are such a joke and we are still losing?” Roughscream said who was now sitting at the side of the grand table that was usually not allowed by the previous Scholars. “Skydigger, I even used your weapon and they could not even handle my strength.” The ‘Pickaxe’ General returned the pickaxe to his original user.
“Are you satisfied with your winnings? Can I have my weapon back now?” Skydigger grumbled as he got back his pickaxe weapon in such a dirty state that he was thinking of using it on Roughscream.
“Yea. yeah. Thanks for it. Could not say that it’s as satisfying as whacking the human with my club and making sure they had been cobbled to death with it. Still, your weapon had a unique feel to it despite the fact that I could not use its innate powers.” Roughscream said as he picked up his club. This was his personal favourite and why he was called the Club General.
To put some context, Skydigger had lost the bet of Cinderclaw being crumbled under the powers of the North Scholar. It was a minor wager where he had to allow Roughscream to use his weapon for a day which was a disgrace since Skydigger would not have any weapons for that entire day should he be attacked. Thankfully, nothing happened and Cinderclaw did not go all the way to make him suffer so all was well.
“I thought I saw the masked humans carrying a club, that fat guy. Have you tried this as well?” Skydigger said as he too was at the side of the grand table while waiting for the rest of the general to make their presence for the daily war council meeting.
“Meh. It was too light for my own usage, that’s why I ditched it back to him.” Roughscream said but Skydigger who was watching the entire match through a remote camera knew that it was not the case. The club simply teleported along with the human when he was killed and there was no way for Roughscream to obtain it.
The only reason he said it was because he wanted to see Roughscream’s blatant lying or the possible hint of flustering to know that he was not able to achieve the feat of obtaining that human’s club. It was a minor spiteful payback that he could conjure to get even on losing the wager and his pride by taking away his weapon. (After all, he initially thought it was all merely a joke bet.)
And once that banter between the two generals was done, the rest of the generals slowly arrived at the grand table with Cinderclaw taking the centre of everything. While he was merely the Axe General, in their eyes he was considered to be the chief of the chiefs since Cinderclaw was the only one who initiated the internal uprising, leaving matters to their hands once and for all.
“I read the reports. We knew they had a warship but to think that they could station aircraft there was a surprise to me. Although we did learn that the number of aircraft they could carry was limited.”
“Lord General, I propose we pour some offensive might against the warship near the coast as they had been bombarding nonstop this entire morning. At the same time, we can destroy the aircraft and even salvage them so we can take their technology for ourselves.” Air Force General Gnawbones reported but the rest were not very keen on sending their troops to the water.
All along they had been avoiding the sea for the longest time and even dug tunnels under the sea rather than making ships. It’s not that they could not live or be severely cursed or damaged when there was water. They just did not really like the ocean that much, it was as simple as that.
The Scholars probably had a hand in this, making the Demon Rats quite aquaphobic for some particular reason especially when it comes to the ocean but they would never know since they are now dead. Yet, the main reason for not attacking the warship was rather logical. Their main city was not the Northern Capital for the longest time ever. It was a fake front ever since their defeat in Wecha. They assumed that the humans do not know much about it since they never set foot in the area. (Sebastia will laugh at this.)
It was because their undercity was where all the defences were concentrated since that was where the Demon Rats lived since their inception. There was no use trying to protect something that they were going to use as fodder. After all, it was going to be a trap for the humans who attempted to conquer the entire Northern Capital.
As they continued to struggle with getting the Northern Capital under their control, the main bulk of the undercity would make preparations as well as production to ensure that they had enough to provide the most stalwart of defences against the humans. However, because the humans had to pick the most fortuitous time where the Demon Rats were going for the simultaneous campaign to conquer the East and the West, the Undercity was currently undermanned. Their main bulk of attacking forces who were initially occupied with dealing against Gold and Weslie had started to pull their troops back to fortify the city.
That was one of the reasons why Gold and Weslie were able to continue applying pressure with that ‘small’ amount of minions against the invading Demon Rats since protecting their hometown was more of an issue of importance.
And all the Demon Rats needed was to let the humans feel confident while ensuring that they had enough filler forces to ensure that their undercity was ready enough to welcome the bulk of the human invaders.
So for the entirety of the meeting, Cinderclaw had headed the direction of this agenda with the rest of the Generals.
