Lin Zhan led everyone back to the assembly site of the combat fortress.
He said to the group with a solemn expression, "Brothers, no rest tonight. Let's assemble the combat fortress overnight."
"Even though the Ten Thousand Races Allied Army suffered such a big loss today, they're holding back, waiting for the plane fusion to deal with us."
Everyone nodded. The young Taoist priest looked at the blueprints and said, "Under normal circumstances, the combat fortress wouldn't be fully assembled until tomorrow afternoon."
"We can assemble the fortress and defensive formations first, let all the troops move in, and then we can start installing missile launch silos and heavy artillery, as well as rapid-fire cannons."
"This way, it will be completed by midnight tonight, and then the generals can use their King's Space to bring their men in. Within three hours, all troops will be stationed."
Those with more King's Space could carry a million troops, like Di Xin, Tang of Shang, and Wu Ding.
Those with less could carry around 100,000 people, which would increase troop deployment speed.
Lin Zhan nodded and said, "Xian'er sister, Old Jiang, Old Leng, Xiao Ming, Bai Ze, Ancestor Wei Qing, Ancestor Li Jing, Ancestor Han Xin, and the commanders of each army group, follow me back to the main tent for a discussion. Everyone else, focus all your efforts on assembling the combat fortress."
After a few people left, Da Hei muttered softly, "Why didn't this brother Lin invite me to go? Bai Ze went, what am I lacking?"
Da Jin gave Da Hei a slap on the head and said, "The people Marshal Lin invited are all smart ones. What are you going for? Your brain isn't even as good as Little Black's."
Hearing this, Xiao Hei was instantly stunned and said to Da Jin indignantly, "Da Jin, I'm telling you, even though we are brothers, if you insult me like this again, I'll still beat you up."
Da Hei: We agreed to be brothers...
Lin Zhan led everyone into the main tent. "Please sit down, everyone. You all saw the armies of the Ten Thousand Races Allied Army today. What are your thoughts?"
"Three old ancestors, you are all seasoned veterans of warfare. Tell me what you think."
Wei Qing and Han Xin looked at Li Jing together, implying that as the overall commander of the First Front Army, he should speak first.
Li Jing understood their meaning from their gazes.
These two old geezers, when it came to grabbing benefits, they never remembered I was the overall commander, but now when it comes to taking the blame, they remember me.
Li Jing stood up helplessly and said to Lin Zhan:
"Marshal, the Ten Thousand Races who came today should be their elites. Their average level has reached Platinum intermediate, and they are all wearing heavy armor."
"Our current First Army Group has 35 million main combat elites, all of whom are Platinum high-level. In terms of weaponry, equipment, and individual combat capabilities, we are stronger than the Ten Thousand Races Allied Army."
"However, the most crucial issue is how many such elites are in the Ten Thousand Races Allied Army, which we don't know. Therefore, I personally advocate for us to focus on defense first."
Lin Lin Zhan nodded, then turned to Wang Jian of the Second Army Group and said, "Old General, what are your thoughts?"
"My thoughts are the same as General Li's. Our first, second, and third army groups have expanded to 10 million people each, which is the same number as the other three army groups."
"Among our six army groups, for the Platinum peak corps, the first, second, and third army groups each have two corps, totaling 2 million people. The fourth, fifth, and sixth army groups each have one Platinum peak corps, totaling 1 million people."
"For those at Platinum intermediate level and above, the first three army groups each have five corps, totaling 5 million people. The fourth, fifth, and sixth army groups have three Platinum intermediate corps, totaling 3 million people."
"The remaining important part is the King-level experts. Our first three army groups are each equipped with 30 King-level experts, and the three of us old guys are also King-level."
"As for the fourth, fifth, and sixth army groups, each has 15 King-level experts. Shanhe and the others are also quasi-kings. Therefore, in terms of offensive and night combat capabilities, our first three army groups are stronger than them."
"So, Marshal, when deploying troops, you must take this into consideration, and have the fourth, fifth, and sixth army groups focus on defense. Firstly, it can train soldiers, and secondly, it can rely on our advanced weapons and defensive capabilities to kill the enemy and reduce human casualties."
Lin Zhan frowned as he listened to Old General Wang Jian's analysis.
Aren't these the obvious things this old man is saying? These are all self-evident facts. Why emphasize them again?
I formed these six army groups. How could I not know the capabilities of each army group?
The fourth, fifth, and sixth army groups are fine for fighting battles where we have the advantage, but once they fight tough battles, their casualties will be high.
With so few troops, if they all die, who will I command?
Lin Shanhe, Zhang Zhen, Ouyang Chengshan, and Jiang Zhongtian exchanged worried glances.
They couldn't help but think: Isn't Old General Wang Jian stirring up trouble for no reason? This kind of thing shouldn't be brought up openly.
Although they were displeased, they couldn't do anything. What he said was the truth. These three army groups, apart from their ace corps, were truly inferior to the others.
Lin Shanhe secretly winked at Zhang Zhen.
Zhang Zhen immediately understood, and they both chuckled: The Fourth Army Group is the Lin family's foundation. Wouldn't young master Lin Zhan favor them?
The two special combat corps, the Thunder Warriors and the Great Saber Brigade, totaled 200,000 men, all of whom were Diamond-level warriors.
As for the fifth and sixth army groups, although they also had such special combat corps, they only had one each.
Lin Zhan nodded to Zhang Dabiao.
Zhang Dabiao quickly turned on the projector, and a three-dimensional war fortress and the surrounding terrain appeared before everyone's eyes.
Lin Zhan pointed to the surrounding terrain and said, "I have had the Ying family arrange formations on all the land within the entire human defense line."
"Once the war fortress is built, it will be connected to this formation, including the forward defense line, which will also be integrated into this formation."
"Based on this situation, fighting a defensive battle is the best method. However, what we can think of, the Ten Thousand Races Allied Army can also think of. Today, we saw the Ten Thousand Races Allied Army. They are all heavy armored corps, clearly intending to launch a strong attack on our defense line."
"Furthermore, the four planes that the Ten Thousand Races are fusing are intended to target us based on the geographical environment. Therefore, a purely defensive stance will definitely not work. Everyone must also be prepared to attack at any time."
"A single punch can ward off a hundred blows. If we want to hold the line, we must first prepare to eliminate one of the Ten Thousand Races Allied Army's advantages. Otherwise, we'll all be waiting for our throats to be slit."