"After wiping out the central army, we can then turn around and take advantage of the second and third groups of armies."
"This old fox intends to kill three birds with one stone, greedy for more."
"How about it, Old Lin, let me out to meet him." Jiang Zheng, seeing through Rommel's intentions, said with murderous intent.
Lin Zhan glanced at Jiang Zheng and smiled, "What, can't hold back? Then go out and have a spin."
"I'll give you the 200,000 Divine Archers from the First Front Army. You can lead them to rendezvous with the Wolf Cavalry, and for the rest of the battle, discuss it with Old Ancestor Temujin."
"That old ancestor is an expert at cavalry, and his personality of only profiting and never suffering will definitely rake in a fortune."
Lin Zhan said as he threw a troop-dispatching tiger tally to Jiang Zheng.
Jiang Zheng chuckled and said, "It's exactly what I thought. I'll be going then."
With that, he swaggered out.
Bai Qi, after receiving Lin Zhan's message, was a little stunned.
What, did he have a face that deserved to be beaten? Why was Rommel targeting him? This t—
Lin Hai rolled his eyes at Bai Qi, "What's wrong, Old Ancestor Bai Qi, even you have moments of envy? This is only to support you, and knowing this is a tough battle, this kid Xiaoming prepared this for us out of his own pocket. Otherwise, our Fourth Front Army isn't much stronger than your First Front Army."
Bai Qi was taken aback, and then said, "Alas, these children are so thoughtful. Where does this old man's old face go?"
The logistics troops had set up several rapid-fire gun emplacements in just over ten minutes and had already positioned all the rapid-fire guns.
Leng Shan finally arrived with the Hunter Legion and the White Tiger Clan and the Constrictor Clan.
However, Leng Shan did not let his troops enter the position. Instead, he directly set up an ambush in the woods on both sides, waiting to catch the Troll Clan off guard.
Just as everyone was ready, the vanguard of the Skeleton Sea finally arrived.
Bai Qi and the four members of the Lin family stood at the forefront of the position, looking at the endless skeleton soldiers, and couldn't help but sneer:
"This Ten Thousand Races Alliance hasn't improved much; it's still the same old trick."
Lin Shanhe observed with binoculars, then said to a messenger, "Relay the order, fire the incendiary oil bombs, and burn the forest in front first."
Bai Qi glanced at Lin Shanhe and said, "As expected of the Lin family; the killing intent is strong."
The 2,000 catapults in the position were activated one after another. Incendiary oil bombs, each about a meter in diameter and filled with incendiary oil, were catapulted into the forest near the skeleton soldiers, carrying raging flames.
Instantly, the entire forest was ignited by the incendiary oil, and countless skeleton soldiers struggled in the sea of fire.
Lin Shanhe, seeing the effect of the incendiary oil bombs, then turned to Bai Qi and said, "Old Ancestor Bai Qi, you're not joking, are you?"
"Rommel is too embarrassed to burn the forest, so he can only let us help him. Otherwise, with the forest blocking the way, how would his strong orc heavy infantry and skeletal knights charge?"
"However, burning the forest directly in front is good. Our rapid-fire guns are not just for show. It's just that young Master Leng will be under more pressure defending the woods on the flanks. The Troll Clan will definitely attack from the sides."
Bai Qi nodded and said, "Shanhe is right. I'll transfer my Fourth and Fifth Legions to the flanks to help young Master Leng when the fighting begins in the woods."
Lin Shanhe frowned and said, "Still not enough."
He then turned to Lin Hai and Lin Shan and said, "Second Uncle, Third Uncle, you two lead the Thunderclap Legion and the Third Legion to also guard the flanks. They can help young Master Leng at critical moments."
Lin Hai frowned and said, "Shanhe, we only have over 16 million on the front line. If we transfer another 4 million and the main force of the Thunderclap Legion, your front line will be difficult to hold."
Lin Shanhe shook his head and said, "It's not difficult to hold. The 6,000 rapid-fire guns that Xiaoming brought us, plus those from the First Front Army, are enough for frontal defense. Moreover, Xiaoying and Huzizi are also setting up eight heavy artillery platforms behind us, and the firepower is sufficient."
"The Troll Clan is powerful. If the flanks are breached, our central army will be in danger, and then Zhan'er will have to use his ultimate forces. We can't ruin Zhan'er's plan. We must fight desperately."
Lin Hai nodded and said, "I understand. Don't worry, with these two old bones of mine and your third uncle, the trolls on the flanks won't be able to break through."
Lin Shanhe nodded and said, "Second Uncle, if the situation deteriorates, you must protect young Master Leng. These children are the hope of our human race. You and Third Uncle must also be very careful."
Lin Hai nodded, and along with Lin Shan, patted Zhang Zhen and Lin Shanhe on the shoulders. The two old men then led their men away.
After Lin Shanhe watched Lin Hai's retreating back disappear, he turned to Zhang Zhen and said, "Big Brother, you lead the Thunder Warriors, and I'll lead the Great Sword Army. We'll go wherever there's danger and hold the line."
Zhang Zhen nodded and said, "I've been waiting for this day for a long time. These two special task forces of ours have been expanded to 600,000 men. This time, we'll let the Ten Thousand Races Alliance see the might of our Lin Family Legion."
The Thunder Warriors and the Great Sword Army, which originally had only 100,000 men each, were also cultivated to 300,000 men each with the resource tilt from the little Daoist priest.
Combined with the combat power of the Thunderclap Legion, it could be said that the combat effectiveness of the Fourth Front Army was no weaker than that of the First Front Army.