"Wang family brat, aren't you going to hurry up and get the Marshal to draft a military order? Do you really want to go back and let those plague-mongering scholar officials from the Federation cause us trouble?"
Wang Er Zhuang pouted and said with a dismissive air, "Old Ancestor, what are you panicking about? Aren't all those troublesome scholar officials who love to stir up trouble killed by Boss Lin? And the rest who didn't listen were also dealt with by Xiao Ming."
"Now all those civil officials are like good little children, who dares to come and bother us?"
Seeing Wang Er Zhuang's indifferent demeanor, Tie Mu Zhen and the others felt a surge of anger.
"Damn it, you scoundrel, how could you..."
"Sigh, the Marshal's military order has arrived."
"Holy cow, it's really asking the second brat to be our commander-in-chief."
"The Marshal truly trusts him, isn't he afraid the second brat will lead us all into a ditch."
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm still here, and besides, my Wang family has been in the military for generations, how could I lead you all into a ditch?" Wang Er Zhuang said with a displeased look.
"Forget it, stop flattering yourself. It's true your Wang family has been in the military for generations, but only your ancestor Wang Jian was a great general. Now he's even gone to join the tunnel dwellers," Wo Kuo Tai said dismissively, revealing the Wang family's history.
"That's right, that's right. Ancestor Wang Jian is now guarding the second defensive line with Grandpa Lin," Li Yun added with a critical stab.
Seeing Wang Er Zhuang's face turn red with anger, Tie Mu Zhen, as an elder, could only say, "Alright, alright, stop talking about the second brat. He's just a bit fierce, is that any reason for you to say all this?"
Wang Er Zhuang...
"Fine, I'll just take it as you praising me."
Tie Mu Zhen's aged face flushed rare red: Holy cow, I accidentally let my tongue slip, how could I have spoken the truth?
"Ahem, second brat, you know Old Ancestor didn't mean it like that."
"Let's cut the small talk. Tell us your plan."
As soon as the serious topic was brought up, everyone stopped joking and became solemn.
Wang Er Zhuang signaled to the accompanying staff officer, and an electronic screen immediately displayed a map of within a thousand li centered on the Eastern Fortress.
"The Eastern Fortress where I am now was built on a plain, which means it has absolutely no defensive advantage. Now it's completely surrounded on all sides. I suspect the Marshal built this kind of fortress back then precisely to lure the Celestial race into surrounding us, so as to tie down more of their forces."
Everyone nodded at his words. Tie Mu Zhen said, "Don't suspect it anymore, that's exactly what the Marshal intended."
"He forbids us from fighting the Celestial race, is that even possible?"
"Don't you know our Marshal is a problem child, a rebel? The more your ancestors forbid him from doing something, the more he wants to do it."
"But no one expected you, brat, to be so fierce. The people in the other three fortresses just need to tie down the Celestial race's forces, but you, brat, actually dared to fight them head-on."
"With nearly double the disadvantage in troops, and you're already surrounded, where did you get the courage to clash with the Celestial race?"
Wang Er Zhuang quickly shook his head and said, "From this, it's clear you don't understand the Marshal's intentions. Since the Marshal transferred me to the Eastern Fortress, he wanted me to ignite the war here."
"Otherwise, Ouyang Ming Xuan or Leng Shan would be more suitable than me. Then why transfer me here? It's precisely because he knows my personality, that I'll act decisively. If he had sent those two experienced old guys, by the time the Heavenly Road defensive line was cleared, a war wouldn't have started here."
"We are fighting in the heartland of the Celestial race. If the Celestial race mobilizes their entire clan, they can easily raise twenty main battle legions as if it were child's play. The Marshal can only use this method of blocking key points with these four major fortresses to tie down these twenty legions."
"Moreover, these twenty main battle legions of the Celestial race are all veterans leading new recruits, but the new recruits can make up more than eighty percent. Fighting is not like ordinary brawling. Even if everyone's level is similar, once on the battlefield, a veteran can easily take down three new recruits of the same level."
"Therefore, the Marshal leaving three legions in each fortress can firmly tie down five new legions of the Celestial race. And our Eastern Fortress is less than 1000 kilometers from the Southeast Fortress and the Heavenly Road defensive line to the north. It's also less than 1500 kilometers from the Marshal's central army camp."
"This means that once our Southeast Fortress breaks through, we can go to support the Southeast Fortress and help Meng Gang break through, or we can return to reinforce the Heavenly Road defensive line to ensure our retreat is not lost. Finally, after the central army engages in battle, we can directly lead troops to rescue the Emperor and cooperate with the Marshal to eliminate the Celestial race's Bright Saint Son's central army."
"This is why the Marshal sent me to the Eastern Fortress. Both Leng Shan and Ouyang Ming Xuan are semi-great generals, but at this moment, what is needed are fierce generals who dare to charge headlong. In Huaxia, besides my elder brother and Zhang Cong, who else can be as brave as me? Unfortunately, Old Zhang gets dizzy on land and dizzy in bed, so this job is best done by me."
Hearing Wang Er Zhuang's words, everyone looked at this fierce brat with new respect.
"With such a son in the Wang family, it can prosper for another thousand years. As long as you, brat, don't fall, your future achievements will definitely surpass your ancestor. The Wang family is truly fortunate!" Tie Mu Zhen nodded and said with envy.
Wang Er Zhuang chuckled, "Old Ancestor, you flatter me. However, you made a mistake. I'm not going to be stronger than our ancestor in the future; I'm stronger than our ancestor now. Look, in terms of cultivation, I am an Emperor, he is at the Imperial rank, and he's still stuck in the tunnel dwellers' area. He only got promoted when he went into the tunnel."
"In terms of leading troops, before Boss Lin, how many people did he have under him? Look at me now, tens of millions of brothers, roaring and eager, wanting to beat whoever I want, and rob whoever I want."
Hearing Wang Er Zhuang's words, Tie Mu Zhen regretted it immensely: Damn it, it's better to praise a dog than to praise this kid. Why did I praise him?
"Alright, stop dawdling, brat. If you don't tell me how to fight soon, I'll be there by then."
Seeing the old man getting impatient, Wang Er Zhuang quickly gestured on the map and said, "Old Ancestor, I want the two legions of the Netherworld Army to split up."
"The two legions will attack from two directions of the Eastern Fortress respectively. As long as they can entangle the enemy in both directions, I can assign one legion to attack the other direction. After that, I will lead two legions to primarily attack the north side of the fortress with the largest number of enemy troops."
"Old Ancestor, you will lead the Wolf Cavalry to attack from the outside, and let the Wind God Dragon Rider Regiment help clear the way. We will coordinate from the inside and outside to take down the Celestial army legion on the north side as quickly as possible. After that, we can fight as we please."