Lin Zhan looked at the two empty seats and could only shake his head helplessly, saying:
"Everyone, with two key figures missing, this battle won't be easy to fight."
Yu Longyan, seeing Lin Zhan's dejected look, said with a hint of annoyance:
"What's not easy about it? We fight the same way. Let Xuan Shang and the other four, along with the five bear cubs from the Tie family, be the main force. We'll conduct a decapitation strike on the Death Necromancer clan's foundation and emperors. For the rest, at the King level, let alone strength, we can overwhelm them with numbers."
"Moreover, after this battle, our human race's luck will return significantly. By then, Zhu Gui and I will also be close to leveling up. With old fellows like us at the Emperor level around, you can do whatever you want, kid."
Lin Zhan carefully considered it, and also thought:
"The remaining small spatial rifts don't need our attention; the regional guard teams can handle them. Does anyone have any suggestions?"
Di Xin carefully observed for a moment and then spoke:
"Our available forces, especially at the foundational level, are not exactly abundant. Empress Catherine of Siberia has already advanced to the foundational level, and the Siberian Special Zone has at least six Kings. However, they are facing the Orc race, so we need to keep a contingency in mind, just in case."
"Although Yin San doesn't have foundational level experts, they have two reincarnated Buddha Emperors. Coupled with the fact that this nation, while a bit dim-witted, has a large population, there shouldn't be major problems."
"Instead, what we need to worry about is the African Special Zone, which has been unusually quiet. Since the invasion of the Ten Thousand Races, only small and medium-sized rifts have appeared in the African Special Zone. Once we start this war, if another large spatial rift appears in Africa, we'll be caught completely off guard."
Lin Zhan pondered for a moment and said, "Ancestor Di Xin's considerations are comprehensive. Our current manpower is already stretched thin. Furthermore, we should not mobilize the First Army unless absolutely necessary; they are our capital in the War of the Ten Thousand Races."
"Mobilize the Fourth Army to retreat to our home planet. Additionally, appoint ancestors Zhang Liao and Yu Jin as Deputy Commanders of the Fourth Army, and concurrent Deputy Commanders-in-Chief."
Lin Zhan said to Zhang Zhen and Lin Shanhe on the screen:
"Old Man, Father-in-law, your skills are indeed lacking. This time, I'm finding you two teachers, so you can learn well. When you return this time, the Fourth Army will likely be stationed to defend the African Special Zone."
Zhang Zhen looked at Lin Zhan with displeasure and said:
"Kid, I didn't oppose your relationship with Xiu'er, did I? What, you think my and your father's old bones are in your way?"
Lin Zhan pouted and said, "Father-in-law, don't talk nonsense. Xiu'er still has these two death squads. The Qian sisters can't stand up to scrutiny."
Zhang Zhen said dismissively, "Two death squads, twenty people, not even enough to guard the house. Who can they investigate?"
The young Taoist priest beside him said with a mischievous grin:
"Uncle Zhen, the Lin family's death squads are not teams of ten. They are about to be expanded. Each team will have 500 people. My sister-in-law will manage two death squads, totaling 1000 people."
Zhang Zhen was instantly dumbfounded upon hearing this and turned to Lin Shanhe, saying:
"Is your family so rich they don't know how to count, or are they just illiterate? A death squad of 500 people, and you call it a 'squad'."
Lin Shanhe was about to retort, but then he realized and said:
"Are you stupid? My family isn't your family. Aren't these things arranged by your daughter and son-in-law?"
Di Xin on the screen looked seriously at Zhang Zhen and Lin Shanhe and turned to Lin Wufa, saying, "Wufa, they were still too lenient with them."
Lin Wufa nodded and bowed to Di Xin, saying, "Ancestor, rest assured, when these two brats return, I will properly cook them a batch of stewed meat."
Hearing the conversation between Di Xin and Lin Wufa, Lin Zhan chuckled and said to the young Taoist priest Zhang Haoming:
"Brother-in-law, go and give Second Great Grandfather and the others a few bundles of iron bamboo planks later."
Yu Longyan shook his head and said, "All of you, calm down. How old are you all? These youngsters don't know any better, but Di Xin, don't you know any better?"
He then said to Zhu Gui, "Zhu Gui, properly discipline your child. He has no bearing of an ancestor at all."
"Zhan'er, continue with your arrangements. We'll prepare overnight." (From Sudan Novel Network)
Lin Zhan also regained his seriousness and said to Jiang Zhongtian:
"Grandpa Jiang, the Sixth Group Army will be stationed at the border between Guanwai and the Siberian Special Zone. This way, we can provide immediate support for any spatial rifts in Changbai Mountain or Siberia."
"I will transfer ancestors Zhang He and Xu Huang to the Sixth Army. These two ancestors are experts in training troops, and they can also reorganize the Sixth Army. From now on, our battles will be continuous, and we will have almost no time to reorganize military affairs."
Then Lin Zhan turned to Di Xin and said:
"Ancestor, you should go to the Siberian Special Zone tonight. Explain things clearly to Empress Catherine and King Vladimir, to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings, and also to remind them."
Di Xin nodded and said, "I'll go now, and I'll also check if there have been any changes in the spatial rift on the Siberian Plateau."
With that, Di Xin tore open the void and stepped in.
Ying Zheng, who had been silent, watched Di Xin's hurried disappearance and said:
"That old guy is just lusting after Catherine. What a degenerate."
"Ever since Catherine visited last time, this old fellow has been flirting with her. Lin, you just watch, the first thing your ancestor will say when he gets back is to ask you for resources to subsidize Siberia."
Ying Zheng had not shown himself since advancing to the foundational level, having been busy perfecting and upgrading the Great Wall formation.
After all, the Great Wall formation was the last line of defense for the human race, and it could not be treated carelessly.
Lin Zhan pretended not to hear Ying Zheng's words, as the fox clan members were present.
There was a hundred percent chance that this would reach the ears of Ancestor Daji, and with his own frail body, it was best not to voice any opinions.