The next morning.
Ming Ling dragged Lin Zhan out of his warm bed. "Kid, stop sleeping. We've scouted the location for your main camp, and there are no issues. Hei Pao and Ashura King are guarding the Cold family kid while they survey the terrain."
"We're working ourselves to death, and you're still able to sleep."
Lin Zhan rubbed his eyes groggily. "As long as there are no problems, we'll just go there obediently and act as bait."
"Bait? What do you mean, kid?" Ming Ling asked, full of questions.
Then, Lin Zhan laid out his entire plan, describing it in detail to Ming Ling.
Of course, he didn't mention how he planned to trick the Tunnel Legion into taking the vanguard.
"Old Ancestor, please don't look at me like that. The reason I want the Tunnel Legion to reveal themselves first is that I fear the Heavenly Dao Legion might not fall for it. As long as our Human Dao Legion doesn't show itself, everything can be salvaged."
"Once we use the God Race teleportation array to infiltrate the Heavenly Race's territory, even if the Heavenly Dao Legion wants to hide, they won't be able to. At that point, you tell me which side they'll focus on. As for splitting their forces to fight on two fronts, that's just bragging. If the Heavenly Race dares to do that, we'll beat them so badly that even their excrement will be considered clean."
"In short, as long as our Human Dao Legion remains hidden, whether we want to confront the Heavenly Race head-on here or teleport to their interior, it will be up to us. We'll do whatever feels right. Then, we'll treat them like dogs, first eliminating their Heavenly Dao Legion, and then their old fossils from the Heavenly Race. If they push me too far, I'll start another extermination war. I'm good at that."
"Let's do it, Old Ancestor Ming Ling. Fortune favors the bold, and the timid starve. From now on, the entire myriad heavens will be ruled by our two races. Those with the spirit will listen to me, and those without will listen to you. As for the Primordial Holy Spirit race, if they behave, fine. If they dare to disobey..."
"Enough, kid. Stop bragging. Even if they don't obey, you can't do anything. Don't underestimate the Primordial Holy Spirit race. Although they are few in number, they have many Chaotic Ancestors. Don't think they only have those five Chaotic Ancestors on the surface. Our Netherworld Old Ancestor had dealings with the leaders of the Primordial Holy Spirit race in his youth. I'm telling you, the Primordial Holy Spirit race has at least nine Chaotic Ancestors." Old Ancestor Ming Ling was a bit dazed by Lin Zhan's MLM-style chatter.
This kid might be a good fighter, but his talking is damn annoying, especially when it's a bit disruptive.
"Kid, your talk doesn't seem to have any flaws. So, let's do it this way. I'll send messages to the other old ancestors now. The Tunnel Legion will be here by tonight at the latest."
Lin Zhan quickly nodded. "Old Ancestor, rest assured. This war of ours is absolutely foolproof. With our plan, what do you mean by 'doesn't seem to have any flaws'? It has no flaws!"
"I'll go arrange for the troops to break camp and head directly to the designated location. The logistics legion will begin constructing the main camp immediately."
Half an hour later, as various military orders were issued, the entire allied army began to move in an orderly fashion.
The first wave to depart was the Golden Wolf Cavalry, accompanied by two million troops from the logistics legion.
Even carrying two people, the diamond-grade Golden Mane Warwolves would only need about two hours to cover this short distance of 1,000 kilometers.
Don't underestimate the logistics legion. The Little Daoist Priest's accompanying logistics legion has a full strength of ten million, each being a high-level Golden human warrior, with three million being Platinum-level warriors.
During the war of ten thousand races, the logistics legion also took to the battlefield with sabers. It can be said that the current logistics legion is even stronger than the main combat legions of the human race back then.
The second wave consisted of Wu Qi's Wei Wu Zu and the five Ashura legions, totaling sixty million.
As the second wave of troops just departed, Lin Zhan received a message from Ye Fan. The Human Dao Legion had reached Gao Xin Shi and could proceed with the plan.
Lin Zhan became instantly excited. He knew that the big shots in the Human Dao Legion all started at the Emperor rank, and even Great Emperors were counted in the tens of thousands. It was a shame they were so few, only 1.2 million in total. If not for the Heavenly Race, why would they have to endure such humiliation?
Lin Zhan's eyes darted around. He shouldn't dwell on the issue of enduring humiliation. He needed to figure out how to trick the Netherworld Army into being the first bait.
"The strongest defense is the Mo Dao Army, capable of both offense and defense. Next is the Wei Wu Zu. For the tunnel forces, we'll use the Ashura Legion and the Nether Beast Legion, along with the Nether Ghost race legions, to ambush them halfway. Let Li Jing lead the Xuan Jia Army and the First, Third, Fourth, and Ninth Group Armies, cooperating with five Netherworld army legions to feign an attack on one of the Heavenly Race's major cities. We'll employ a 'luring the enemy to their doom' strategy." Lin Zhan muttered to himself, constantly working on the map.
Just as he finalized the operational plan, Old Ancestor Ming Yuan walked in from outside. "What are you doing here, kid? It's almost time for us to depart."
Lin Zhan nodded. "Old Ancestor, let's prepare to lure the enemy. We'll directly attack two of the Heavenly Race's major cities. With this approach, we can at least capture one of their major cities." He then handed the map to Ming Ling.
Following that, he walked out of the command post and into the open space, directly summoning Xiao Hei.
"What's up, boss? Why did you call me out? This is delaying my cultivation."
Lin Zhan glared at Xiao Hei. "Cultivation, my foot! What's a little less eating going to do? Be my mobile command center first."
Looking at Xiao Hei's massive physique, Lin Zhan couldn't help but roll his eyes. These five gluttons had eaten half of the physical body of the Demon Dragon Ancestor Lie Tian. The current five little ones combined couldn't even defeat an ordinary Half Ancestor.
This had made these five little rascals incredibly arrogant. They only became somewhat disciplined after being beaten up by the Four Fierce Beasts.
In the words of Hun Dun, "Even five pigs fed with so many resources would be at least Half Ancestor peak. You five little brats are only at Great Emperor peak, and you haven't even comprehended a trace of the Great Dao laws. What's there to be so proud of? With your comprehension abilities, the war might even end before you can advance to Half Ancestor." Su Dan Novel Network
The five little ones, along with Lin Zhan, sneered dismissively. They then took advantage of the chaos to go out and slay a newly ascended Half Ancestor of the Heavenly Race, bringing its head back and throwing it before the Four Fierce Beasts.
"So what if he's a Half Ancestor? What else did he have? Didn't we still slay him?"
Seeing the frustrated Four Fierce Beasts, Lin Zhan spoke again. "My son isn't even born yet, so who am I supposed to be an ancestor to? Let's just hang around like this for now. I think it's fine."