"Relay the order: the Fourth and Fifth Legions shall construct defensive positions on the left and right flanks of the defense line, securing the frontline."
"Relay the order: the Third Legion shall build a secondary defensive line in the rear, deepening the defense to prevent the Troll race from flanking and ambushing."
"Relay the order: the Sixth and Seventh Legions shall advance with the command post, moving to three kilometers behind the frontline. Additionally, mobilize the Eighth Legion to join the Third Legion in guarding the second defensive line."
Bai Qi issued a series of military orders while intently studying the map.
If Bai Qi's current military objectives were all achieved, the First Group Army would become a heavily fortified iron barrel.
Furthermore, this iron barrel would be positioned directly on the path of the Ten Thousand Races' advance, preventing them from engaging other human forces until this barrel was broken.
In other words, Bai Qi had transformed the First Group Army into both an obstacle to the Ten Thousand Races' offensive and bait that continuously drew their attacks.
Bai Qi's deployment plan was immediately sent to Lin Zhan.
Upon reviewing the deployment map of the First Group Army, Lin Zhan's heart skipped a beat.
"Good heavens, this old man is truly going all out. He intends to use the First Group Army to block the main force of the Ten Thousand Races' current offensive and firmly tie down their attacking power."
"Zhang Dabiao, have you identified the forces in this wave of the Ten Thousand Races' attack?" Lin Zhan asked Zhang Dabiao, his eyes narrowed.
Zhang Dabiao quickly replied, "Marshal, the latest intelligence indicates that the first wave of the Ten Thousand Races' offensive consists of one million Skeleton Mages, leading three million Skeleton Knights and eighty million Skeleton Soldiers."
"The second wave comprises the Troll race and Berserker heavy infantry, with the combined forces numbering no less than fifty million."
Lin Zhan was stunned. "Damn it, this Rommel bastard is going all in! He's dispatched all the elite forces of the Troll race. But something smells off."
Lin Zhan frowned as he looked at the three-dimensional map, beginning to ponder.
"Holy cow, the waterway!"
"Rommel is feigning one thing while planning another, aiming to move troops by water to engage the Second and Third Group Armies, and then use the main force to crush the First Group Army. If this is the case, I'll be in a passive position."
Lin Zhan's reasoning was sound. Once Rommel mobilized the Orc legions to engage the Second and Third Group Armies, the fifty million-plus Trolls and Berserker heavy infantry, in coordination with the Undead race, could absolutely annihilate the First Group Army in the shortest possible time.
Then, he could either use the Undead's skeleton tide to block his reinforcements while consolidating the Trolls and Berserkers to strike the Second and Third Group Armies, or he could directly employ the skeleton tide tactic, utilizing their numerical superiority to drive straight into his central camp.
Considering this, Lin Zhan was certain that Rommel had hidden a cavalry force for a surprise attack somewhere unseen.
With troops moving by water, many Orc races are adept swimmers. With the assistance of the Sea race, transporting Orc legions via water to the Second and Third Group Armies' battlefields would be no difficult feat.
Lin Zhan quickly relayed his orders to the commanding officers waiting in the command post:
"Relay the order: Zhang Zhen, Lin Shanhe, Lin Hai, and Lin Shan, lead the nine main combat legions of the Fourth Group Army to reinforce the First Group Army. Block this offensive by the Ten Thousand Races at all costs."
"Relay the order: Zhang Cong, lead the Water Ghost Legion, Water Dragon clan, Black Tortoise clan, and Water Boa clan, splitting into two routes to support the Second and Third Group Armies."
"Relay the order: Tie Muzhen, lead the Wolf Riders as a mobile force, ready to support all three routes at any time."
"Relay the order: Leng Shan, immediately lead your troops to reinforce the First Group Army."
"Gentlemen, this is the time to fight the Ten Thousand Races to the death. I implore you to sacrifice yourselves and display the might of our Human race."
"Marshal, we will fight to the death and never retreat," the generals responded in unison.
"Father, when you go to reinforce the First Group Army, be sure to bring plenty of rapid-fire cannons. Also, have Xiao Ming activate those five heavy artillery platforms. Take them with you. The soldiers of the First Group Army are under the greatest pressure." Lin Zhan said to Lin Shanhe and the others.
Lin Shanhe nodded and smiled, "Don't worry, son. This is a minor matter. Your father and your grand-uncles can handle it."
With that, he patted Lin Zhan's shoulder and walked out.
The young Taoist priest also quickly followed, preparing weapons and equipment for everyone.
Watching everyone depart, Lin Zhan turned to Lin Wufa and said, "Relay the order: Lin Wufa, Lin Xiang, station yourselves in the Fifth Group Army. Ouyang Chengshan, prepare the Fifth Group Army for immediate departure."
Lin Zhan designated the Fifth Group Army as a reserve force, ready to support the battlefield at any moment. This was all the power he had at his disposal.
As for the combat effectiveness of the Sixth Group Army, it was indeed slightly inferior to these five group armies. It was better to keep them to defend the city than to send them out for night battles.
The remaining elites of the First Front Army were not yet to be deployed by Marshal Lin.
He knew that at least half of the Ten Thousand Races' forces were still uncommitted. He could only keep this elite force, capable of fighting against enemies ten times its size, as his capital for the final decisive battle.
Lin Zhan's eyes constantly scanned the map, searching for Rommel's hidden strike force intended for decapitation.
"Old Jiang, where do you think Rommel's decapitation force is?" Lin Zhan asked Jiang Zheng, who was leading the staff work nearby, his brow furrowed.
Jiang Zheng was momentarily taken aback by Lin Zhan's question and then turned his gaze to the map. "Old Lin, rather than searching for where this force is, it's better to think carefully about who Rommel's intended decapitation target is."
Lin Zhan was startled by this. Who did Rommel intend to decapitate?
Did he even need to ask? It had to be him.
"While Rommel may want to decapitate you, can he succeed?" Jiang Zheng continued, observing Lin Zhan's expression.
"The force he can conceal surely won't be too large, at most around ten million. To think of eliminating Lin Zhan with ten million elite heavy cavalry is somewhat far-fetched."
"Let alone you being in the War Fortress, even in an open field battle, with five million Mo Dao Army protecting you, those ten million heavy cavalry wouldn't be enough for those Mo Dao Army killers to cleave through."
Jiang Zheng's words instantly enlightened Lin Zhan. He quickly pointed to the map and said,
"His target is still the First Group Army in the center, or the forces heading to reinforce the First Group Army. Damn it, they're really coming for us from the Lin family."
Jiang Zheng squinted at the location Lin Zhan indicated and said, "Rommel intends to muddy the waters before delivering a surprise blow. By eliminating the central army, he can then turn around and take advantage of the Second and Third Group Armies."