Upon arriving at the Ten Thousand Races battlefield, Lin Zhan immediately instructed Zhang Dabiao to set up the command post.
"Issue an order: The Iron Eater Beast Legion, the First Army Group, and Li Siyue's Modao Army are all to assemble and proceed to the front-line defense to prevent a sudden attack from the allied forces of the ten thousand races."
"Yes!" Bai Qi and Li Siyue rose to accept the order.
A panda, with a round head and an adorable appearance, stood up and said, "Uncle, rest assured. Those brats, I'll make sure they die miserably."
Lin Zhan looked at the panda speaking in a strong dialect and knew this was Tie Lao San's eldest son, Tie Ha'er. Although just a King-level Iron Eater Beast, he was infamous for his ruthlessness, thick skin, and had killed at least a dozen ordinary Emperor-level cultivators.
"Tie Ha'er, your Iron Eater Beast Legion is not to act rashly. Your main task is to prevent the King-level raids from the allied forces of the ten thousand races. As long as their King-level experts do not show themselves, you must remain hidden."
Tie Ha'er nodded and said, "Understood, understood. Uncle, just watch."
After Tie Ha'er left, Lin Zhan said to Xiao Bao beside him, "Ha'er, this kid is good at everything, but his Mandarin is so bad that no one can understand him."
Xiao Bao rolled his eyes at Lin Zhan and said, "You already call him Ha'er, why do you expect so much?"
Lin Zhan grinned sheepishly and turned to the young Taoist priest.
"Zhang Haoming, Zhang Haoran, Ying Xuan, according to the pre-arranged formations, assemble the combat fortress as quickly as possible."
"The Fifth and Sixth Army Groups are responsible for assisting the logistics corps in assembling the combat fortress."
For this great war, Lin Zhan brought 95 million main combat troops, along with 20 million logistics personnel and 5 million skilled workers from military factories.
Fearing that the logistics would not keep up, the young Taoist priest not only filled his eight personal storage realms to the brim but also brought nearly ten thousand large spatial bags and forty-two portable spatial warehouses, all packed full.
In particular, this kid went all out and brought twelve out of the eighteen military production bases from the Huaxia Military Factory. Additionally, there were food production lines capable of supporting 150 million people. With the logistics supplies and production bases brought by the young Taoist priest, if Lin Zhan were to conquer another plane or planet, it would be enough to procreate another human race.
"Jiang Zheng, Leng Shan, scout the surroundings and constantly monitor changes in the battlefield terrain. Those bastards of the ten thousand races will surely merge with other planes. Our time is running out."
"Everyone else, attend to your duties. Soldiers do not disarm, horses do not dismount. The entire army will remain at Level 1 readiness until the combat fortress is completed."
"Huo Qubing, Li Cunxiao, Qin Shubao, Zhebie, lead your respective units as the inspection team. Anyone found violating military discipline will be dealt with according to military law."
"Yes!"
As soon as the meeting ended, everyone went to their posts and rushed out. The entire army entered a state of extreme tension and combat readiness.
As soon as the meeting dispersed, Zhang Dabiao walked in from outside. "Marshal, the armies of the Immortal Race, Dragon Race, and Divine Beast Race have arrived."
Lin Zhan quickly stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go out and see."
The delegation from the three races was not large. The Immortal Race had the fewest, with only one legion, about one million people. However, these one million people were all elites, all at the Lord level, with an additional 200,000 at the Quasi-King level and 3,000 at the King level.
The leader of the Immortal Race was a very shy young woman who, upon encountering the "old rogue" Lin Zhan, became so flustered after just a few sentences that her face turned completely red.
Lin Zhan looked at the Immortal Race army and laughed uncontrollably like a pig. These were pure treasures, legendary mages who could truly change the weather and alter mountains and rivers, not like the amateurish ones from the Celestial Master's Mansion who just drew talismans and cast small spells. Anyone who used these million-plus Immortals as ordinary soldiers would be a complete fool.
The Dragon Race brought ten million various colored Flood Dragons and Horned Dragons, including eight million giant pythons. This was because Lord-level and Quasi-King level dragons were essentially Flood Dragons and Horned Dragons. As for Diamond-level dragons, they were like the little golden dragon from before, at most giant pythons with horns, though they might still be young. The leader was a golden dragon who, upon meeting Xiao Jin, called him brother. It was said that after Jin Jiao returned to the Dragon Transformation Pool, he found his relatives.
The Divine Beast Race delegation was much more reliable, led by the legendary, not-yet-fully-grown Four Sacred Beasts. In particular, Xuanwu was related to Xiao Hei, being a cousin of Xiao Hei's uncle. Lin Zhan looked at Xuanwu, who was less than a third of Xiao Hei's size, and shook his head. "Brother, you seem a bit malnourished. You need to eat more. Look at your cousin, he's a pure glutton. The five of them eat at least two King-level fierce beasts a day."
Lin Zhan then noticed a spiritual beast with a tiger's head, a dragon's body, and red hair with horns beside him. It was indeed Bai Ze, whom he had met before in the Human King's Palace.
"Greetings, Marshal Lin. You can just call me Little Bai Ze. Now we know that in terms of seniority, I am a nephew of your Uncle Hei." Little Bai Ze felt Lin Zhan's gaze and spoke up.
Da Hei, Xiao Hei's cousin, stretched his head out and said to Lin Zhan, "Brother, this Little Bai Ze is a treasure. His status in the allied forces is similar to that of the shy young woman from the Immortal Race; they are both pure treasures."
"This Little Bai Ze can understand all living things and know the affairs of ghosts and gods. He can ward off evil spirits. Those bastards of the ten thousand races are always up to those mysterious things, but with Little Bai Ze here, we won't be tricked."
Lin Zhan's eyes lit up, and his gaze towards the Immortal Race and Bai Ze became more fervent. "Good, good. Truly good."
"Little Bai Ze, and the young lady from the Immortal Race, tell me if you have any needs. When we set up camp later, you should all move towards the center. It's safer. Once our combat fortress is built, you won't have to worry."
"Don't feel any pressure for this war of the ten thousand races. Rommel, that idiot, has been beaten by me several times. This time, we'll also handle him with ease. You can rest assured, we won't let you suffer."
After catching up, everyone was led into the large camp by Lin Zhan.
"Marshal Lin, what are your arrangements for this war of the ten thousand races?" asked the leader of the Immortal Race, her face blushing.
Lin Zhan laughed heartily and said, "What Marshal Lin? Sister, don't be so formal. Call me Brother Lin, or Big Brother."
The five little ones beside him exchanged glances.
"Oh my god, boss is too shameless!"
"That young lady from the Immortal Race is at least 120 years old, and boss is so young. A 17-year-old hooligan, asking her to call him Big Brother."
"That's right. This must be told to Big Sister-in-law. It would be best to castrate this bastard."
"Third idiot, who are you calling names? Did that bastard offend you?"
"Oh, crap, Brother Hei, I wasn't talking about you."