Just as Lin Zhan and the three clan leaders were discussing how to deal with the invasion of the ten thousand races.
The Demon Race Imperial Son on the ice-bound snowy mountain also received his reinforcements.
Five million Bearmen, accompanied by twenty million Savage Orcs, and ten million Wolfmen cavalry.
The Undead Race's ten million Death Knights, fifteen million Black Warriors, and five hundred Giant Zombies.
Five million Skeleton Mages and an endless sea of skeletons.
"His Royal Highness, the Demon Race Imperial Son, the Necropolis has descended. We Skeleton Mages can borrow the power of the Necropolis to summon an endless sea of skeletons to drown your enemies."
The Demon Race Imperial Son looked at the endless sea of skeletons and felt its power. He couldn't help but curl his lips.
Although the numbers were impressive, most were Silver high-tier, with a small portion reaching Gold high-tier.
Only about five million had truly reached Platinum level. They were truly the dregs of the dregs.
The only thing certain was their sheer numbers. Looking out, there were easily over two hundred million skeleton soldiers. These would be perfect as cannon fodder.
The Skeleton Mages, sensing the Demon Race Imperial Son's thoughts, quickly said,
"Your Highness, don't be fooled by the low individual strength of the skeleton army. With the aid of the Necropolis, our five million Skeleton Mages can summon one hundred million skeleton soldiers daily. I doubt there could be cheaper cannon fodder."
The Demon Race Imperial Son was stunned. "A... hundred million?"
"Are you sure it's one hundred million, not ten million?"
The Skeleton Mage leader chuckled and shook his head. "I am absolutely certain, Your Highness."
"If you wish to launch an attack by this time tomorrow, we will have an additional one hundred million skeleton soldiers fighting for you. Of course, that's assuming you have somewhere to store them."
"Store them?" The Demon Race Imperial Son looked puzzled.
Good heavens, what kind of perverse talk was this?
"Yes, Your Highness. As long as you have space, we will continue to summon them. Skeleton soldiers feel no discomfort, so piling them together is not an issue."
The Demon Race Imperial Son looked at the Skeleton Mage leader with the expression of someone who had found a treasure.
"Excellent! If this battle is victorious, I shall credit you with the greatest merit."
While the Demon Race Imperial Son voiced his promise of merit, he inwardly thought: provided you all survive. The dead get no credit.
He then patted his head, realizing: Damn it, how could I forget? These fellows are already dead!
The Demon Race Imperial Son then turned to the generals of the assembled legions and said with a taunt,
"Tomorrow morning, we attack the human fortress. With the skeleton sea leading the charge, I'd like to see how much war material the humans have brought. Generals, there's no need to rush. Let's play with them for ten days first."
"Hahaha, we obey the Imperial Son's command!"
"The Imperial Son is right. Let's play with the humans for ten days first, hahaha."
The commanders of the ten thousand races' legions, hearing the Demon Race Imperial Son's taunt, burst into laughter.
The next day.
Before dawn, Lin Zhan was woken by Zhang Dabiao.
"Marshal, the reconnaissance eyes in front indicate that the allied army of the ten thousand races has begun their offensive."
As Zhang Dabiao finished speaking, Lin Zhan's eyes snapped open.
While grabbing a wet towel from his bedside to wipe his face, he said to Zhang Dabiao,
"That Demon Race Imperial Son is far inferior to Rommel. If it were that sly old Rommel, he wouldn't attack now. He'd set all sorts of ambushes and wait for me to come to him."
"What kind of troops are they? How many? How long do you estimate until they arrive?"
Lin Zhan knew that the reconnaissance eyes were installed along with temperature monitors, both extending thirty kilometers forward.
As soon as the allied army of the ten thousand races passed beyond the monitoring range of the reconnaissance eyes, the eyes would automatically transmit the intelligence.
However, Lin Zhan didn't know the main attacking forces and their numbers,
which made it impossible to determine their marching speed.
Zhang Dabiao said with a strange expression, "Marshal, the main force is skeleton soldiers, like a sea of skeletons. Their numbers are immeasurable, too many to count. They have already passed five kilometers beyond the first line of reconnaissance eyes, and we still haven't seen the tail of their formation."
Upon hearing this, Lin Zhan looked at Zhang Dabiao in disbelief.
"A sea of skeletons?"
"Didn't we eradicate the Undead Race? That plane stone is still in the Great Shang Ancestral Court."
"Go, summon the leaders of those three races and our human powerhouses. We'll have a good meeting with this Demon Race Imperial Son."
A moment later.
The leaders of the Dragon Race, Immortal Race, and Sacred Beast Race.
The legion commanders of the Human Race's First Front Army.
The commanders and deputy commanders of the six great army groups.
Along with the scoundrels from the Huaxia team, all were present without exception.
Lin Zhan sat at the head of the table and said to everyone, "Everyone knows the situation. Let Dabiao give you a detailed introduction."
Zhang Dabiao stood up with the documents and said, "The allied army of the ten thousand races is primarily composed of skeleton soldiers and the Wolfmen's wolf riders for this offensive."
The wolf riders number around ten million, while the skeleton soldiers are in greater numbers, not less than two hundred fifty million.
"What the hell?"
"Say that again."
"Dabiao, are you sure you're not joking?"
Everyone, like Lin Zhan, looked at Zhang Dabiao in confusion after hearing the news.
"Damn it, where did these bone racks come from? We destroyed the Undead Race's plane, so how can someone summon so many skeleton soldiers..."
Lin Shan, known for his fiery temper, cursed.
Before he could finish, he received a hefty shove from Lin Wufa.
"Shut up! In front of all these venerable ancestors, such coarse language is unbecoming."
Han Gaozu Liu Bang, along with the kings of the Liu family, looked at Lin Shan with a smile and said, "Little Shan, don't blame Wufa for disciplining you. Such language is indeed impolite. You should learn more from the ancestors."
He then turned to Zhang Dabiao and said, "Young Zhang, don't just stand there, hurry up and speak. We need to prepare to kill these sons of bitches once you're done."
Everyone was stunned, then looked at the Liu family ancestor with disdain.
"You have the nerve to criticize young Lin San, and your level isn't even as good as his. Just listen quietly, or don't blame me for dealing with you."
A burly man in heavy armor with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes said.
The Liu family ancestor immediately cowered upon seeing the burly man and said with a grin, "Big Brother, greetings. How is my Sister-in-law?"
Xiang Yu's eyes glared. "Liu Ji, if you dare to covet my wife again, I'll beat you to death right here."
Li family ancestor, Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, quickly brought the fierce warriors of the Great Tang to block Xiang Yu.
"Ancestors, Ancestor Xiang, please don't hold a grudge against the Liu family. Can't you see they have over ten of them? If you anger them, they might beat you up again."
"If you truly can't stand it, just wait for Ancestor Liu to go to the toilet in the middle of the night and whack him from behind. It'll hit him squarely."
Lin Zhan watched these old rascals with a helpless expression. The ten thousand races were already at their doorstep, and these old ancestors were acting as if nothing was happening.