Lu Yang said to Ku Ai Bansheng, "Lead the regiment forward. I'll take the Phoenix Legion and the Black Iron Warhawk Legion ahead first."
"Yes," Ku Ai Bansheng said.
Lu Yang transformed into a phoenix and flew away with the Black Iron Warhawks. Another phoenix accompanied him—Little Fireball, who also held a level 9 Demon God's Heart.
Over the next two hours, Lu Yang captured Astu Fortress, Silver Pillar Stronghold, Golden Lion Stronghold, and Scepter Fortress in succession.
By the time Lu Yang had swept through those three locations and headed south toward Blood God Stronghold, Ku Ai Bansheng's main force had only just reached Scepter Fortress.
Elsewhere.
In Kata Stronghold, Alvaro constantly received reports of one stronghold after another falling, leaving him on tenterhooks.
"Vice President, let's send out the troops already! We've gathered 400,000 men. We can fight now!" Legion Commander Cruz said excitedly.
Of these 400,000 players, 190,000 were night-shift players, while the other 210,000 had logged in early in the morning. They were all gathered on the plains outside Kata Stronghold.
Looking at the players spread across the hills and fields, Alvaro was truly tempted to lead them against Lu Yang. But he did not know Lu Yang's numbers and did not dare act rashly. As for Ayala's men, he did not take them seriously at all.
Meanwhile, Ayala's players were also logging in one after another. To maintain secrecy, the presidents of her sixty guilds did not dare say much. They only told everyone who could log in at five in the morning to do so. As a result, Ayala's total force was still under 500,000, and most of them were only levels 130 to 140.
Alvaro's main force consisted entirely of players above level 140. He forcibly suppressed his urge to attack and said