Ares finally knows what losing air support means to his legion, but what are the people who can help him doing now?

in a splendid tent.

"laugh at me? Let's wait until he wins the battle. " There was a sneer on Apollo's handsome face: "without my air support, he would not be able to defeat the 100000 people in the opposite side even if he was given twice the force. What the other side is good at is long-range attack. Apart from my angel corps, there is no attack that would threaten him at all. Wait and see. Ares will come to me."

"then I'll beg you." Apollo's words...