In Feizhou's meeting hall, a few Yuan Xiangjing people sat at the top without saying a word, while hundreds of family and sect leaders sat at the bottom with some discomfort.

In the middle is everything seen in the water curtain before.

"The following war will follow Sikong Yi's command, but anyone who disobeys will be executed on the spot. No one has any objections, right?"

At the top, a Yuan Xiangjing man spoke calmly, but the people below did not dare to refuse.

After a row of ten people from the Purple Mansion Realm came out, their expressions finally became unnatural.

"These ten people are the military governors. Anyone who dares to disobey military orders will be killed without mercy."

Many people looked ugly, but they did not dare to complain at all under the seven-dimensional realm.

As a result, all kinds of hidden eyes fell on Sikong Yi.

The latter felt cold all over and looked straight ahead, not daring to look at the leaders of the Purple Mansion Realm.

"Humph!" Behind him, Yu Wenshuang snorted coldly, and those vague glances disappeared.

"Okay, step down, we will see results in three months." The last sentence was said to Sikong Yi.

"yes."

Walking out of the hall, Sikong Yi's back was covered with cold sweat, and the golden sunlight did not bring any warmth.

It's too much pressure for him to be a person who is not even in the Purple Mansion realm and hang out among many big bosses.

"Three months, the time given over there is also three months." Sikong Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly, life or death, it's only three months.

It's a pity that he has no choice. The danger in Qingyi Tower is much greater than that of the seven-digit Yuan Xiang realm of the coalition forces.

Just when he was distressed, an inaudible voice from the shadows reached his ears, "Don't worry, we won't let you die when we do things. In your last moments, I will personally take you and you away."

The clan members will have nothing to do with this place from now on."

The appearance of An Yuanxi's voice made Si Kongyi's expression soften.

It is still very reliable for a being in the Yuan Xiang realm to do it himself.

"Then I'll bother you, senior."

Sikong Yi breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his position. The fog of war disappeared, so that the people below could directly see the ten governors of the Purple Mansion Realm.

The flag in his hand commanded in an orderly manner, and he needed to prepare for the war in three months.

The purpose of the coalition Yuan Xiang was to break through the first line of defense, but Si Kong Yi and the Lin family did not think so.

The first battle is the decisive battle. They want to completely resolve this war.

The Lin family has experienced high-intensity war for too long, and they urgently need to recuperate.

But this is not a simple matter. Sikong Yi is not sure that in three months' time, he will create a situation that will cause widespread death of the army.

Fortunately, the Lin family cooperated with each other, making this matter much simpler.

To put it simply, within three months, it is a redemption.

Especially those who control the sequence of the Terracotta Warriors tree, they need to slowly reduce it within three months, leaving only the last part, and wait until the day of the decisive battle to win it in one fell swoop.

By then, those millions of soldiers will be nothing more than rootless soldiers, and the pressure on the Lin family will be much less.

Unless Yuan Xiangjing can personally direct it.

But this is impossible.

But there is still a problem. It is not easy to do this. After all, those people belong to different forces, and Sikong Yi cannot be sure who is in the sequence.

He could only speculate about those strong ones.

Therefore, neither side is very optimistic about the feasibility of this matter.

Then there is no other way than to do it stupidly.

Under the pressure of three months, both the coalition forces and the Lin family were fighting every day, and each person had less than one-third of the time to rest.

All the people burst out with great enthusiasm, and they did not want to sleep here forever.

As time passed little by little, Sikong Yi looked at the overall situation and sent batches of planned teams to the desired locations.

In the same rhythm, the Lin family is also sending manpower to those directions. If there is an intuitive image of combat effectiveness, you can see it.

Opposite each group of coalition forces, there is a group of Lin family monks whose combat power can completely surpass them.

Of course, the Lin family cannot always be stronger than the coalition forces. There is still a confrontation between quite a few monks, and the Lin family is at a disadvantage.

Therefore, the battlefield is divided into two parts, one part is the Lin family's hope of victory, and the other part is the abandoned son.

The former are headed by members of the Lin family, while the latter are people selected by Lin Zhaoyang. Based on the principle of eradicating the roots, those abandoned sons are basically composed of an entire force as a unit.

Different from the theory of horse racing, this time, the Lin family and Qing Yilou's strategy did not involve a draw between the middle horses, but only a top and bottom distinction, and all the middle horses were divided into top and bottom.

It is foreseeable that such an outcome will be tragic. Both the Lin family and the coalition forces will suffer countless casualties after the war.

However, with the large number of coalition troops, the number of monks in the Lin family may be incomparable to that of one person in the Lin family.

But by that time, the Lin family's goal had been achieved, and the final result would definitely be the Lin family's victory.

Why?

Because those coalition forces always belong to hundreds of different forces.

They were dragged here by the five overlords and forced to start a war. They could not afford to suffer too much loss.

If a family leaves most of the monks here, how can they consolidate their territory? Even if the Lin family is destroyed, where will they find the people to occupy the huge territory they occupy?

After all, reality is cruel. There is such chaos in the Central Territory now. Once you have no power in your hands, you will definitely be eaten away by the evil wolves around you.

When the time comes, no one will be afraid of them because they defeated the Lin family. They will just rush in and fight like a snipe and a clam to benefit the fishermen.

The so-called gods fight and mortals suffer, it's nothing more than this.

If it were normal, they wouldn't have much chance of making such a loss, but it's different now.

The purpose of the Lin family is to force these people to leave.

After most of the forces leave, what strength will the seven Yuanxiang Realm families left behind have to destroy the Lin family?

Unless they are willing to continue sending troops from their own country, but in today's Central Territory, everyone has enemies, and they dare not.

The Lin family's flying boat, Lin Chen's pale pupils reflected the entire battle situation.

"Ancestor, will there be no problem?"

Lin Zhaoyang shook his head, "Now it seems that everything is within the plan, and even if this is a game within a game, our clan members will not be in any danger."

This is the reason why Lin Zhaoyang dared to use Qingyi Tower's strategy.

As long as too many members of the Lin family don't die, the Lin family will not be finished.

He has this certainty, otherwise he would not be willing to leave his fate to others.

"That's good." Lin Chen breathed a sigh of relief. The war in the Lin family was over and he could relax for a while.

I hope nothing goes wrong. Looking at the battlefield filled with thick smoke, Lin Chen couldn't help but exude a cold air that froze the surrounding area.

It's getting harder and harder to hold it down.

Lin Chen ducked away and waited for time to pass alone.
Chapter completed!