The orderly hurried back towards the rear upon hearing Lin Zhan's command.
Lin Zhan raised his great saber and, with a sweep forward, charged out at the forefront.
The Executioner Imperial Guard swiftly followed on horseback, and one of the human race's most elite legions once again launched a charge towards the enemy.
The battle raged until deep into the night. Under the comprehensive onslaught of the Valiant Spirit Legion, the heavenly race's soldiers from those two legions were finally annihilated.
The greatest casualties for the human race were suffered by Huo Qubing's Great Han Iron Cavalry and Tie Muzhen's Golden Wolf Cavalry; both cavalry units lost more than half their strength.
The Mo Dao Army, from Li Siyi downwards, had all five legion commanders and numerous captains injured. Fortunately, the ordinary Mo Dao Army soldiers suffered minimal casualties; not everyone could wear five layers of armor and wield a three-meter-long Mo Dao to chop for a whole day.
It was just Li Siyi's bad habit of fighting shirtless that had influenced the captains. Why wouldn't they wear armor and insist on fighting bare-chested, making themselves so conspicuous?
Lin Zhan looked at Lian Shan Long Xiang, who was wrapped up like a mummy after taking more than ten cuts. He gritted his teeth, both angry and exasperated. This exceptionally talented and simple-minded fellow was Li Siyi's chosen successor, yet he ended up in such a state.
"You damn donkey, what the hell were you showing off for? Why would you learn from that old bastard Li Siyi? Don't let his age fool you, he's got a body like a steel rod. Can you compare to him? Now you've been chopped up like this, you've learned your lesson, haven't you?"
Li Siyi, standing nearby, looked at Lin Zhan, utterly bewildered. That old bastard, who the hell was he calling an old bastard?
What is it, Commander, are you discarding me after I've served my purpose... bah, it's more like you've found someone new and forgotten the old... er, that doesn't seem right either.
In short, you trained a successor for me, and now you don't care about me anymore? Back then, when you promised I was your most important confidant and beloved general, why didn't you talk like this?
Sensing Li Siyi's resentment, Lin Zhan quickly said, "Old ancestor Si Yi, I'm begging you, please teach them something good. When we're chopping enemies, don't take off your clothes anymore. Look at your five legion commanders, four of them have fallen..."
"But there's still one left, isn't there?" Li Siyi pouted, dismissively.
"Yes, there's still one left. If this one hadn't sat down on a saber handle, he would have fallen too. Look, this one who hasn't fallen is in a worse state than the ones who did." Lin Zhan said, pointing to the fourth legion commander of the Mo Dao Army, who was lying face down with his backside sticking up.
Hua Shijiu, who had just finished bandaging Lian Shan Long Xiang, looked up and said, "Boss, don't get angry. Although these few are seriously injured, it's not a big deal. Given their physique and our Shennong tribe's medicinal herbs, they'll be able to fight again in at most three days. However, that one will need at least a month to recover."
Li Siyi and Lin Zhan were stunned. "What do you mean? Isn't the fourth one the least injured? Why does he need to recover for so long?"
Hua Shijiu said helplessly, "He split..."
Lin Zhan's face darkened as he said to Li Siyi, "Gather at the main tent in half an hour for a meeting."
Li Siyi looked at Lin Zhan's retreating back, then helplessly looked at the fourth legion commander and said, "Little Si, why did you have to sit on the saber handle?"
Then he turned to the other four legion commanders and said, "I'm telling you all, don't learn from Old Si. Having one like him is already enough of a disgrace for our Mo Dao Army. This time, we've embarrassed ourselves in front of the Commander. Alright, you all rest well, I'm off to the meeting."
The fourth legion commander looked at Li Siyi's retreating back, feeling wronged and said, "Great General, can you be a bit more human?"
Watching the five old brothers left alone in the room, Lian Shan Long Xiang, wrapped like a mummy, grinned and said,
"It's just us brothers left, we can't deny ourselves anything. What do you guys feel like eating?"
"Nothing..."
"Then what do you feel like drinking..."
"Nothing..."
"How about we each find a young lass..."
"Let's go..."
"Don't forget to bring Old Si along..."
Then, the injured men helped each other up, not forgetting to carry the fourth legion commander on a stretcher, and limped out the door.
"Waaaaaaa... Big Brother, you must get justice for me, sob sob sob... Big Brother, the Golden Wolf Cavalry lost another 1.6 million men. I'm going to be a commander with no troops left."
"You must know, the Golden Wolf Cavalry followed us to pacify the Siberian ice fields, conquer various planes, and fought fiercely with the allied forces on the myriad races battlefield. Today, in the battle against the Heavenly race's ace legions, we were at the forefront of the charge. Big Brother, you must get justice for me."
Lin Zhan sat in the main tent, looking helplessly at the little Taoist priest who was putting on a dramatic display of crying, fussing, and threatening to hang himself.
In fact, it wasn't just the little Taoist priest. All the commanding officers of the participating units were now sitting in front of Lin Zhan, acting aggrieved and shedding tears.
Even Li Yun, the commander of the Wind God Pterodactyl Knight Regiment, was looking pitifully at Lin Zhan.
"Li Yun, if you keep looking at me with that expression, I'll beat you. Your Wind God Pterodactyl Knight Regiment suffered not a single casualty. What the hell are you pretending for?"
Then Lin Zhan looked at the assembled commanders and said impatiently, "Alright, stop being so effeminate. It's not like you can't be resurrected. The Underworld is on our side now. These units of yours are the cream of the crop, with an average combat power of Diamond level, meeting the criteria for rebirth of the weak. Give me the list, and prepare to go to the Underworld to retrieve your men."
He then kicked the little Taoist priest and said, "What the hell are you crying about? Before the Underworld was connected, your Heavenly Master's Mansion already had ties with the Netherworld, and you could use backdoors anytime. Now that we're all in the same boat, your Heavenly Master's Mansion can't lose face, right? Have your senior brother quickly go down and bring everyone back."
"Big Brother, you don't understand. This is my heartache. Those were brothers who fought countless battles with us, only to be chopped into mincemeat by the enemy. My heart aches." As he spoke, the little Taoist priest began to sob uncontrollably again.
"Stop crying, damn it. If you want to cry, cry when that old bastard of yours dies. Go to the Underworld yourself to resurrect them. We'll provide the resources. If it's not enough, immediately have Lin Yi and his men go and seize more. This matter is yours to handle." Lin Zhan said helplessly, looking at the incessant little Taoist priest.
Having been with this little rascal for so long, Lin Zhan knew what he was up to the moment he twitched. He wanted to have the 2 million cavalry soldiers who died previously resurrected in their physical bodies.
Since it was all Huaxia's strength anyway, Lin Zhan chose to turn a blind eye. Who knew, this might be an opportunity to expand the human race's elite forces.