Lin Zhan and the young Taoist priest, after being brainwashed by the lecherous old men, returned to their quarters in a daze.
The young Taoist priest sat on his bed, his face a picture of alarm. "Big Brother, if it keeps going like this, in a few years, won't these old guys end up with a whole brood of great-great-great-grand-children? Then what's left for us brothers?"
Lin Zhan smacked his lips. "Just look at these old guys. The youngest is thousands of years old, and they're all still in pretty good shape. Now that we're living better, they're planning to get themselves young wives."
"Then what are we going to do? We'll still have to support a bunch of new little ancestors," the young Taoist priest said pitifully.
Lin Zhan flopped onto his own bed. "What to do? Nothing to do but cool off. Let's stop thinking about it, brother-in-law. Sleep first. Tomorrow, we'll get the defensive line sorted, then install the turrets and firing positions."
The young Taoist priest nodded in agreement and, pulling the covers over his head, began to sleep.
The next morning, Lin Zhan woke up early.
After eating breakfast with the young Taoist priest, he summoned the five little ones to patrol the entire defensive line of Huaxia.
Huaxia's defensive line was established beyond the Great Marsh, stretching nearly a hundred kilometers. It was constructed from three human fortresses connected by a steel wall.
The wall was 150 meters high and 500 meters wide, entirely built from advanced alloy.
It could be said that this defensive line of the Lizardmen was even more formidable than those on the battlefield of myriad races.
This was because the Great Marsh plane offered too great an advantage to the Lizardmen, coupled with their physical prowess, which was more than double that of humans.
Therefore, under the arrangement of the Federal Government and the Military Department, the entire three years' alloy production of the mother planet was pooled together to build this steel defense line.
Of course, that was in the past. Now, ever since Lin Zhan concluded the last war of myriad races, he had begun conquering various planes.
Various resources continuously flowed into Huaxia's armories. Afterwards, he also seized the treasury of the God race, which was preparing to attack Huaxia.
The ostentatiously wealthy Young Master Lin directly expanded the arms factories tenfold. Now, Huaxia's annual output of advanced alloy was sufficient to construct this entire defensive line.
Lin Zhan, along with a host of military advisors and generals, took out blueprints and addressed the commander of the logistics legion standing beside him.
"How many logistics engineers do we have idle at the moment?"
"Reporting, Commander, for this campaign, we have brought 800,000 logistics engineers, plus the 200,000 engineers who have been stationed here all along, totaling 1 million. They can be deployed immediately. With our current technological level, we can build another defensive line of this magnitude within 20 days."
The commander of the logistics legion saluted Lin Zhan.
Lin Zhan nodded upon hearing this. "Excellent. Have the entire army send an additional 3 million troops to assist you. Fortify the defensive line, install all sorts of siege equipment, assemble arrow towers and turrets, and prepare to install 1 million dual-barreled rapid-fire cannons. I'm giving you only three days. Can you do it?"
"Please rest assured, Commander. We guarantee the mission will be completed."
"Good. If your logistics legion completes the mission on time, after the war is over, I will reward you all with a lightness skill and a third-class merit."
"Yes." The commander of the logistics legion, after saying this, took the blueprints and began making preparations.
Lin Zhan turned to the group behind him. "All of you, consult with the staff headquarters and present a defensive battle plan within 24 hours. This is also part of your examination. Go and prepare now."
As everyone dispersed, only a staff officer Lin Zhan was most familiar with remained, as if he had something to say. Lin Zhan spoke first.
"Ask whatever you want to ask. No need to hold back. By the way, what's your name?" Su Dan Novel Network.
"Reporting, Commander. I am Zhang Dabiao, a military staff officer from the Fourth Army Group Staff Headquarters," the staff officer Zhang Dabiao reported with a salute to Lin Zhan.
"Zhang Dabiao, a good name. Tell me, Dabiao, can you fire an Italian cannon?"
Zhang Dabiao responded with a look of confusion. "What cannon, Commander? Is that cannon easy to fire?"
Lin Zhan shook his head, thinking to himself that it was rare to find a staff officer he found pleasing, and he didn't want to mislead him.
"Alright, let's put aside the cannon for now and talk about your question."
Zhang Dabiao nodded. "Commander, we're only reinforcing the city walls and siege equipment. Why aren't we setting up a minefield outside the city as well? It could kill and injure the enemy and also impede their advance."
Lin Zhan glanced at Zhang Dabiao. Yes, he found him quite pleasing. At least he knew to ask questions, unlike those other guys who hadn't said a word.
"You should have seen the battle at the fortress the day before yesterday. The assault troops of the Borg clan have already figured out a way to deal with minefields, so there's no need for us to set them up anymore."
"Actually, considering the current combat strength of both sides, using minefields to slow down the enemy cavalry's advance is the best option, because once cavalry loses its speed, it loses its greatest advantage."
"And, we are on the defensive now, plus the Lizardmen don't have speed-type cavalry. Even if they did, could they ride their mounts up this 150-meter high steel wall? Do you really think our blades and spikes are just for show?"
"Another point is that our combat methods this time are completely different from before. As this is a military secret, I can't tell you now, but once the war begins, I hope you will watch carefully and think deeply. This reformed tactical method will become the primary combat method for humanity in the future."
"And, a completely new method of warfare, especially one that is beneficial to us and detrimental to the enemy, will influence the direction of a decisive battle and even the survival of a race."
After Lin Zhan finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Dabiao, who was lowering his head in deep thought, and nodded with satisfaction: Well, a staff officer who knows how to think isn't necessarily a good staff officer, but a staff officer who doesn't know how to think is definitely not a good staff officer.
Lin Zhan then called out to the young Taoist priest, and the two of them began to slowly inspect the city wall.
Looking at the silent young Taoist priest, Lin Zhan couldn't help but ask curiously, "Brother-in-law, what are you thinking about?"
The young Taoist priest said to Lin Zhan with a dejected expression, "Big Brother, why is it that I can't understand the new tactical methods you mentioned at all? Am I too stupid? How can I live up to your cultivation if that's the case?"
Lin Zhan was stunned upon hearing this, and then said with a strange look,
"Alas, brother-in-law, when did you become foolish? Why didn't you tell me?"
"I was just bluffing that fool. I can't exactly say that I'm just relying on our advanced weaponry and the prowess of our ancestors, and that I, the commander, am just a cunning old fox."
"These past few battles, those allied armies of myriad races were all tricked to death by me. They all died with their eyes wide open. Damn it. If I say it like this, will my position as leader be tenable?"