Lin Zhan looked at the gloomy young Taoist priest beside him and pointed to a large box.
"Go. While space isn't sealed yet, have Old Ancestor Di Xin take you back to the High Martial World. Distribute this batch of goods bit by bit in the black market. See who's interested. Lin Shisan and the Imperial Guards will help you."
Zhang Haoming was stunned. "If I leave now, won't we stop fighting?"
"You go and come back quickly. We won't be fighting for the next couple of days. Oh, and bring Hua Shijiu back with you."
The young Taoist priest nodded. "Then I'll be going. Brother, you must take care. I'll be back tomorrow."
With that, the young Taoist priest scurried off on his short legs to find someone at the Wind God Pterodactyl Knight's encampment, intending to ride a Wind God Pterodactyl back to the human defense line.
After all, Wind God Pterodactyls were known for their speed, and the fortress wasn't too far from the human defense line. With their speed, they could reach it in an hour of forced march.
Not long after, Wang Zhanshan, with an elite Wind God Pterodactyl squad, took the young Taoist priest and soared into the sky, heading towards the human defense line.
Lin Zhan watched the young Taoist priest run off, shaking his head with a bitter smile. He murmured to himself, "Alas, he's still just a child after all. These things are truly not for someone your age to bear."
On the other side, the Chinese team's brutes, leading a force of 200,000 men, charged headlong, relying on their formidable strength, and destroyed dozens of lizardman tribes.
Of course, they only destroyed small tribes of a few thousand people. Medium-sized tribes and above had already been dealt with by Jiang Zheng and the Hundred Battles Legion when they were heading to the fortress.
Ying Xuan, Zhang Haoran, the four of them, He Dazhuang, Wang Er Zhuang, and Meng Gang, leading Hua Shijiu, who had been hoodwinked, were at the forefront of the team.
Perhaps these fellows were too carefree, or maybe they were simply not very bright. Each of them was wearing a pair of frog-shaped sunglasses, just like the young Taoist priest.
Hua Shijiu looked at them in confusion. "Brothers, we're in a great swamp, not a great desert. Why are you wearing sunglasses?"
Seeing their pretentious expressions, Hua Shijiu could only say helplessly, "Most importantly, it's pitch black right now. You're wearing sunglasses in the dark. Are you afraid people won't know you're crazy?"
Hearing Hua Shijiu's words, they looked up and realized that it had indeed grown dark. They awkwardly took off their sunglasses and said to Hua Shijiu, "Little Shijiu, your brothers are doing this for your own good. This is to give you a perfect example of what not to do."
Hua Shijiu covered his face and mumbled to himself, "Go to hell. If I believed you, I'd be a complete idiot. It's really tough on Boss Lin, how does he manage this team?"
With that, Hua Shijiu, looking resigned, led the way in a forced march.
Finally, after two hours, they reached the fortress.
Lin Zhan looked at the eagerly arriving group with a bewildered expression.
"Damn it, why did you all come here? If those two old undead emperors of the lizardmen attacked us without honor, we'd all be wiped out!"
He then looked at Ying Xuan and Zhang Haoran and said grumpily, "No need to say it, this terrible idea must have come from you two."
Ying Xuan said nothing, but Zhang Haoran took out a turtle shell from his embrace, placed six copper coins in it, and began to shake it.
"Clatter, clatter."
Zhang Haoran's actions completely shocked Lin Zhan.
As everyone looked on in bewilderment, Zhang Haoran poured out the large coins from the turtle shell.
"Qian represents heaven. A trapped dragon finds water. A trapped dragon finding water brings good luck, joy fills your brows, all endeavors will be successful, and your fortune will gradually rise. A coiled dragon, long trapped in the abyss, ascends into the sky one day. It can soar and transform, and from now on, misfortune will not be凶."
"This hexagram is the highest auspicious one. Old Lin, don't worry. This battle is without peril."
Lin Zhan looked at Zhang Haoxuan and the others, who were looking embarrassed, and asked in surprise, "How long has your senior brother been having this 'episode'? Did Shijiu check him properly?"
Hua Shijiu, with a dark expression, said to Lin Zhan, "Boss, no need to check. This guy is beyond saving. Just cremate him."
"Hey, hey, you don't believe my divine divination? This Daoist priest's predictions are ironclad now, really. You must believe me. Ask Old Ying, I divined he had a connection, and the next day he found a partner."
Lin Zhan had initially believed Zhang Haoran's assurance, but when he mentioned Ying Xuan finding a partner, he immediately knew he was overthinking.
Did Ying Xuan finding a partner have anything to do with your divination? It was all thanks to Xiao Ming switching those two pigs. If not for those two pigs, you two would still be single.
Lin Zhan helplessly called over a nearby staff officer and said wearily, "Summon Xiao Hanyi, Bai Zhanlong, Zhang Cong, Leng Shan, and Jiang Zheng. Just say we have guests."
Zhang Haoran looked around and said to Lin Zhan, "Old Lin, my junior brother, did you lose my junior brother, you scoundrel?"
Lin Zhan looked at the smug Zhang Haoran.
He secretly chose soul fusion and borrowed some of Xuanwu's power from Xiao Hei.
With a lightning-like step, he appeared in front of Zhang Haoran and kicked him directly out of the command post.
Lin Zhan brushed imaginary dust off his clothes and said with a smile,
"Ah, that feels much better. As soon as I came in, I had to listen to you babbling on and on, either with a turtle shell or doing some shamanic dance. You never shut up for a moment."
A moment later, Zhang Cong and Leng Shan entered, supporting Zhang Haoran, followed by Jiang Zheng, Xiao Hanyi, and Bai Zhanlong.
"What happened to Haoran? Why is he lying outside?"
Lin Zhan glanced at Zhang Haoran and said, "Haoran is having an episode. Help him recover."
Then he said to the staff officer, "Tell the mess hall to serve the food. We'll eat and chat."
Lin Zhan sat at the table and looked at everyone. "It's wartime, and emergencies can happen at any time, so let's not drink."
Zhang Cong looked at Ying Xuan and the others and said, "What's wrong, brothers? Can't stay put anymore? Why did you all come here?"
Ying Xuan curled his lips and said, "We're all brothers. We can't just watch you fight on the front lines and pick up the scraps afterwards."
Lin Zhan looked at the unconvinced Ying Xuan and said,
"With your brain, what could you possibly figure out? Zhang Cong and Leng Shan's fathers are both in the Sixth Group Army. Zhang Cong, in particular, has been fighting lizardmen since he was a child. Would I not let them come? As for Old Xiao and Zhanlong, they're in the killing business."
"I kept you all behind because Er Zhuang and Old Meng are seasoned veterans, and coupled with Da Zhuang, a master of melee combat, I needed you to help my maternal grandfather intercept enemy reinforcements. Now, you've all come here."