The White Empire and White Country together sent a million troops charging straight onto the battlefield. Bo had only three hundred thousand, but they were his personal troops.
In truth, the Demon Race World still had more than a million demon troops available to stop the White Empire and White Country armies.
With a single change of thought, Bo sent his three hundred thousand personal troops charging straight at Jiang Lin's army.
There was nothing to hesitate over. Armies existed to fight.
An army of one hundred thousand battle-hardened soldiers was far superior to a million useless soldiers!
Unfortunately, Bo discovered that this army was very different.
Jiang Lin had not even sent his million troops to clash head-on with Bo, as if he were saying, "You're not qualified yet."
Of that million-strong army, five hundred thousand had been diverted to support other battlefields.
Jiang Lin personally commanded the remaining five hundred thousand troops, pitting them against Bo's three hundred thousand personal troops and the one million two hundred thousand allied demon army from the Demon Race World—a combined force of one and a half million.
When Bo saw Jiang Lin's move, his brows furrowed slightly.
He had never expected this Jiang Lin to use five hundred thousand troops to fight an army of demons three times larger!
Was this fellow simply too arrogant, or was he genuinely confident?
But regardless of which it was, Bo would completely annihilate Jiang Lin's five hundred thousand troops today!
With a single thought from Bo, his personal troops split into six armies. Each army of fifty thousand soldiers moved in a fan-shaped formation to envelop Jiang Lin's five hundred thousand troops from both sides!
At the same time, Bo communicated with Matchmaker Old Man through his mind and requested command of the one