Johnson nodded.

[But the necessary plans still need to be modified.]

Morgan was noncommittal. She stood aside and watched Zhuang Sen start to have new thoughts. She had seen this scene many times.

The Primarch of the First Legion likes to make a general plan before the start of each battle, but this kind of plan is not very detailed. After all, Jonson's tactical style is more flexible and changeable, and he prefers to make plans on his own.

Under the outline, any temporary changes and adjustments to the plan are commonplace according to the actual situation.

She looked at the Primarch in front of her with his head lowered, pondering for a while, and then, his palm stretched out to the lion helmet beside him.

[Inform Nemir and summon five hundred people.]

[At the same time, notify Coswayne and Arachos and ask them to come to my place.]

【Should I fight alongside them, Your Excellency?】

【No……】

Zhuang Sen put on the lion helmet. Through the black protection, his eyes would not be seen by anyone.

【You come with me.】

【As you command, Your Excellency.】
Chapter completed!