Watching the demon trio carrying the metal cage disappear into the distance, the young Taoist helplessly shook his head. "This unlucky kid, why doesn't he listen to advice?"
"There are no Emperors on the entire Ten Thousand Races battlefield right now. This brat is going out to suffer."
Tie Ha'er, standing beside him, nodded his large head and said, "Exactly, exactly. Do you really think my old uncle and I are fake Kings? Our father-son dual seal isn't that easy to break."
It turned out that when the Demon Emperor's son refused to pay, Tie Ha'er had casually waved his hand, restoring the metal cage and adding another layer to Xiao Bao's cage.
The seals placed by two clan-guarding Kings could be broken, but the person inside would have to suffer greatly without an Emperor's intervention.
Not long after, Ma Chao, who had accompanied the young Taoist, flew back.
"It's confirmed, the demons have all retreated. Within 50 kilometers of our defense line, there isn't a single scout from the Ten Thousand Races Allied Army."
The young Taoist quickly said to the Kings behind him, "Esteemed Ancestors, quickly gather the troops, we need to return immediately."
"Those sons of bitches from the Ten Thousand Races will definitely use the plane merging to attack our human defense line."
Hearing the young Taoist's words, Tie Ha'er let out a roar.
The entire Iron-Eater Beast Legion transformed into a rolling torrent, rushing towards the direction of the war fortress.
Tie Ha'er casually scooped up the young Taoist and threw him onto his neck, then landed on all fours. Before anyone could react, he vanished in a flash.
Everyone swallowed their saliva and said, "These giant pandas, we can't say much else, but when it comes to survival skills, if they claim to be second, no one would dare claim to be first."
As expected, by the time Bai Qi arrived at the war fortress with the First Army Group, the Iron-Eater Beast Kings were already drinking and feasting in the fortress's training grounds, led by Lin Zhan and the young Taoist.
Bai Qi shoved Tie Ha'er aside, directly cut off a piece of roasted meat, and without caring if it was hot, stuffed it into his mouth.
"Hiss, so fragrant."
Saying that, he snatched the wine jar from Tie Ha'er's hand and took a hearty swig.
Tie Ha'er looked at Bai Qi's actions and said irritably, "Xiao Bai, I think you're getting a bit carried away."
Lin Zhan looked at Bai Qi, knowing that this old fellow wouldn't come without a reason. He definitely had something to discuss.
"Ancestor Bai Qi..."
Before Lin Zhan could finish, Bai Qi quickly waved his hand. "Don't, don't call me that. From now on, you call me Xiao Bai, and I'll call you Grandson. Our seniority will be independent... Damn it."
Before Bai Qi could finish, he was sent flying by a slap from Tie Ha'er.
"I told you you were getting carried away, and now you're getting arrogant? I call him Uncle, and you call him Grandson. What, you're not satisfied with taking advantage of me?"
After speaking, he shouted at the Iron-Eater Beasts eating barbecue nearby, "Brothers, this kid dares to take advantage of us, beat him up!"
Bai Qi shook his dazed head, got up from the ground, and prepared to have a good spar with this old bear, Tie Ha'er.
As soon as Bai Qi reacted, he saw over twenty black and white behemoths pounce on him fiercely.
Bai Qi: ............
Twenty minutes later.
A bruised and swollen Bai Qi, holding a wine jar, sat opposite Lin Zhan and said, "Gra..."
"Hmph..." As soon as the word "Grand" came out, Tie Ha'er's heavy warning was heard from beside him.
"Marshal, we spent a lot of money building the forward positions. How can we just abandon them? Let me lead the First Army Group to defend there, and we can at least take down five times the enemy."
Lin Zhan shook his head and said to Bai Qi,
"You can rest now. Taking down five times the enemy would only be 50 million. That's just a fraction of the Ten Thousand Races Allied Army's strength. But how many army groups do we have in total? Let alone losing 10 million people, even if you lose 1,000 people, I wouldn't be able to sleep."
"Even if this 10 billion allied army of the Ten Thousand Races is gone, they can still muster another force when they return. But if our army is destroyed, where the hell am I going to find another one?"
"Do you believe that if this army of ours is destroyed, the human race's luck will instantly drop to freezing point? At that time, even with the protection of the esteemed ancestors, our human race will be reduced to a small plane that any Tom, Dick, or Harry can bite."
Hearing Lin Zhan's words, Wang Jian and Meng Tian also walked over. Sudan Novel Network
Lin Zhan's words didn't really matter to them.
After all, in the minds of these old generals, how could a war be fought without casualties?
Since ancient times, righteousness cannot manage wealth, and kindness cannot lead soldiers. This little marshal is still too young.
Lin Zhan saw these old guys coming together and knew that these old geezers definitely had ulterior motives.
Although in terms of character, these three old generals wouldn't betray the human race, in their eyes, only Ying Zheng and themselves mattered.
Our marshal in their hearts was just dispensable. It would be best if he perished with the Ten Thousand Races Allied Army, so they wouldn't have a junior bossing them around.
"Three esteemed ancestors, how about we make a bet? If you lose, I'll deduct 10 years of your salary and benefits. If I lose, after this war, I'll expand each army group with another 3 million elite troops."
The three exchanged glances. This was a huge bargain.
We knew our marshal was just a child. He could come up with some bad ideas, but when it came to leading troops, it had to be up to us.
"Alright, Marshal, just tell us what the bet is. It'll be fun for everyone anyway."
Lin Zhan nodded and said, "Let's bet that as soon as the planes merge, our forward positions will be completely leveled by the Ten Thousand Races, and not a single defensive facility will remain."
Bai Qi and the other two chuckled inwardly. This was simply wishful thinking. They had fought their whole lives and had never heard of such an incredible thing.
"Alright, we three old bones will follow the Marshal's arrangements. The Marshal always keeps his word."
Lin Zhan nodded and looked at these three self-important old men. "Oh, and esteemed ancestors, I want to send Zhan Long, Meng Gang, and Er Zhuang to your army groups. I want you to train them well."
Bai Qi nodded. "This is only natural. Zhan Long and the others are our own children. Even if the Marshal didn't say anything, I was planning to find an opportunity to suggest it to the Marshal."
"Yes, Marshal. Generals are destined to die on the battlefield. Who knows when one of us three old fellows might meet an unfortunate end? We can't be without successors then."
Wang Jian and Meng Tian agreed.
Lin Zhan smiled and said, "Then it's settled. Please inform Zhan Long and the others, esteemed ancestors."