So-called proxy warfare.
It meant providing guns and conducting training.
But Lynn was a bit more shrewd than that.
He had tens of millions of soldiers in reserve behind him.
Yet he also liked converting prisoners on the spot.
He had grown used to sustaining war through war and did not want to burden the homeland.
Lynn actually differentiated among the Devil Race.
Lynn had not yet fully grasped the information on the Abyss Race.
But he could distinguish some of them.
Ordinary devils, succubi, and the Black Winged Race were targets that could be remolded.
Of those, ordinary devils had a huge population, while succubi and the Black Winged Race were few.
Not a single Orc was any good—they were too strong.
Half-Orcs were even the evolutionary version of Goblins, closer still to Orcs.
There were also several other races.
The Merfolk Race, having only just joined, did not count.
The Merfolk handed over to the Northern Alliance could be dealt with by the Northern Alliance itself.
Lynn was also clever enough not to give these remolded prisoner-soldiers good weapons, only rifles.
They served as auxiliary troops.
Even machine guns were issued only down to battalion level.
There was no artillery.
There were already ten thousand remolded prisoner troops.
These ordinary devils alone could form a Foreign Division.
They would be used as auxiliary troops.
What was somewhat unexpected was that, for some reason, these devils had no history.
Yes, in Lynn's eyes, they were like the common people under Tartar rule—unable to learn writing, unable to read.
Yet instinctively, they found vampires more familiar.
Lynn did too—yes, he had never heard of it.
With his red eyes and that fierce-looking, masculine expression, Lynn gave these devils a sense of familiarity when they looked at him.
But they had