Chapter 1317 Battle Arrangements(2/3)
"This battle cannot be lost!"
A monstrous fighting spirit burst out from them!
Can't lose!
Even in their dreams, they are still full of fighting spirit!
This is obsession!
"Don't worry, we can't lose this battle!" Lin Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw was oppressive dark clouds!
This is……
Lin Fan was in a daze, and the guard on the side quickly said: "Commander, you are finally awake. You have been sleeping in this mausoleum all night, and we don't know whether we should call you or not."
Lin Fan handed the coat he was wearing to the guard, and then stood up. What came into view were endless tombstones and wall tiles full of names.
"Asleep..." Lin Fan rubbed his head. Fortunately, after a good sleep, the drunkenness was gone and he regained consciousness. He turned around and asked, "What time is it?"
"Eight o'clock in the morning. Commander-in-Chief, the gods of Great Xia will return in two hours." The guard said as he picked up the phone and walked to the jeep. "I will notify the nearby airport and we will rush to the Great Wall of the North immediately. There is still time.
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"Um."
Lin Fan nodded, turned around and walked towards the jeep.
suddenly,
Lin Fan stopped.
He turned around, looked at the city wall full of names and the endless tombstones, and saluted!
"Don't worry, brothers."
"This battle must be won!"
His voice, carried by the cold wind, echoed under this silent city wall!
The cold wind howled like countless voices roaring.
Two hours later.
Great Wall of the North.
Large conference room of the Supreme Command Center.
The gods of Great Xia gathered together, and six thousand legions of gods arrived. Even Brenda and the gods, as well as King Arthur, the god of high knights, were also sitting below.
Although all the gods of Daxia are now working in the God Realm.
But no matter when Daxia faces danger, they will definitely come back as soon as possible!
This is their home!
This time, it will also be the last pre-war meeting, and the entire meeting will be broadcast to all commanders.
Their expressions were all serious, and they knew what was going to happen next.
Winter is coming!
Winter Temple is coming soon!
The war is about to begin!
But there is no fear in everyone's eyes, only overwhelming fighting spirit!
Daxia, never fear the enemy!
After washing his face and completely sobering up, Lin Fan handed over the next tactics to the gods of Great Xia.
"Now, the soldiers are in their respective positions and arrived at their respective combat areas after the exercise yesterday."
"Of these eleven battlefields, ten are battlefields of high gods, the most critical of which are the battlefields of Chione and the deputy palace master."
"Although they are separated, the gods of winter cannot support each other, and the cold release mechanism cannot overlap."
"We in Daxia, including Ou Fang, have a total of twelve high-level gods. Against the ten high-level gods of winter, we seem to have a numerical advantage."
"But these two are both at the thirteenth level of strength, and Chione's strength is even further! As the goddess of winter, she masters [Winter]!"
Lin Fan pointed to one of the red areas and said to Wang Hu: "So, Xingye and I join forces to deal with Chione!"
Xingye may not be second only to Lin Fan among the gods of Great Xia, because her strength is only at the twelfth level.
Compared with Wang Hu and Shi Huang who were in the 13th level, they were both a bit worse.
But it is definitely the most suitable pairing with Lin Fan. One warrior is responsible for frontal output, and one assassin is responsible for secret attacks. It is absolutely suitable!
What's more, with the shared vision of the Susanoo Eye, the cooperation is absolutely tacit.
"Yeah." Xingye nodded without saying much, only with firm eyes!
As for why Lin Fan went up on his own, nonsense, as the commander-in-chief, it was natural for him to go up.
Furthermore, although Lin Fan is only at the twelfth level of strength now, seemingly inferior to Wang Hu and the First Emperor, he is the only one who has mastered [Killing] and [Pain], and with the help of Poseidon's shadow, there is no doubt that he is the most powerful person today.
Xia is the most powerful.
Only he can
Reluctantly confronting Chione, who masters the rules of [Winter].
"Wang Hu, you are now the only thirteenth level person in Daxia. You cooperate with King Arthur and are responsible for dealing with the deputy palace master."
"Don't look at it as two against one. You have to be careful. You are a blood demon, but... blood can also freeze."
"Wang Hu takes the order!" Wang Hu stood up, with no fear in his eyes, only a fierce fighting spirit, and sneered: "Ice and snow cannot freeze the blood of my Daxia!"
"Besides, I have a trick up my sleeve!"
"King Arthur takes command!" King Arthur, who was wearing knight armor, also stood up suddenly. Although he was Ou Fang's ancestor, at this moment, he was equally full of fighting spirit: "Da Xia is kind to me, Ou Fang. If Da Xia falls, Ou Fang will be the best."
Death!"
"Today, I swear by the glory of the sword and the knight," the sword in the stone was slowly raised, and the bright golden light shone on the blond hair. Under the knight's visor, King Arthur said word by word: "I will fight to the death for Daxia, or
Victory!"
Lin Fan looked at the First Emperor: "Next, Brother Zheng, you will be responsible for this area. You will face Dong De. He is the twelfth-level God of Winter. He was born as a slave, but he is extremely powerful..."
"Haha, slave? How dare a slave be an enemy of Gu? Dare to set foot on Gu's Great Qin?" Ying Zheng smiled disdainfully and said coldly: "For Gu, this god is really despicable."
"Leave it to me."
"Gu will let this despicable god know what it means to be an emperor in the world, what it means to be an emperor's majesty! What it means to say, the land of the Qin Dynasty must not be trampled on!"
The golden dragon roars!
This is the wrath of an emperor!
"Great Sage!"
"Old Sun is here."
"You are in charge of Winter's Fury! You are also a twelfth-level high-level divine slave, Winter's Fury!" Lin Fan nodded.
"Haha, interesting." The Great Sage grinned and shook the golden cudgel in his hand: "I don't know if these winter bones can withstand a stick from my old grandson!"
"Bai Qi!" Lin Fan looked at Bai Qi: "You are in charge of this area, and you are fighting against the eleventh-level advanced winter god."
"Hehehe," Bai Qi held the blood sickle with a fierce smile and a scarlet murderous aura surrounding him: "If you dare to invade my land of Great Qin... then Bai will have to be a farmer wielding the sickle again."
Murderous intent!
"Zilu! You are in charge here, fighting against the eleventh-level high-level winter god..."
"Finally, the class can start." Zilu smiled fiercely and clenched his fists: "I will reason with the gods. If the gods don't listen... It just so happens that I know a little bit about fists and kicks."
In a short time, Lin Fan had already arranged all the battlefields for the higher gods.
Twelve versus ten!
Except for Lin Fan and Xingye who teamed up to fight Chione, the others were all one-on-one!
The strength is not much different.
This will be a fight between man and God!
This will be a head-to-head competition between the top combat power of Daxia and the top high gods in the Winter Temple!
"Now, the arrangements of the Middle God are as follows." Lin Fan pointed to another battlefield.
Among the gods of Great Xia, middle-level gods such as Mr. Zhang and Dao Wanqian, as well as European middle-level gods such as Nier, the God of Blood Sea, all looked ugly.
They knew that there were one hundred and ninety-three middle-level gods in the Winter Temple!
And all of them together, there are only twenty of them!
Although the gods of Daxia are all powerful, the middle gods...the gap is not too big.
Twenty of them, even if they are all wearing high-level artifacts, can't compete with these nearly two hundred Winter Gods who are also mid-level gods!
The strength is almost the same, but the difference in quantity is ten times!
To be continued...