A colossal army tens of millions strong had no flanking units, no mobile units, no reserves. Such an enormous force had actually formed itself into one gigantic square formation and marched north in a vast, rolling tide. On the plains, such a massive formation did look imposing and magnificent—but once the enemy surrounded it, it would be nothing more than dumpling filling!
Stann would never tolerate his subordinate generals making such a foolish mistake. If he had been responsible for deploying this Church army, he would have sent all its commanders to the gallows, because their stupidity had condemned far too many soldiers to death.
"But my old man gave the order: to display the glory and greatness of the gods, the Church's army had to advance north in a dignified, majestic, grand fashion!" Lin Qi shrugged and smiled blandly. "The Church does not lack talent. Some of its senior generals proposed better battle plans. Had they acted according to those plans, they might well have defeated an alien army more than ten times their size!"
Mr. Mo laughed strangely. Looking at Lin Qi, he shook his head.
"That's right. Those generals' proposals were rejected by my old man. And because they questioned the wise decision of a god, they were thrown into the Disciplinary Office. They are probably weeping in the black cells right about now." Lin Qi gave a cold snort and narrowed his eyes at the Church army, already exhausted beneath the aliens' savage assault.
"Those Church fanatics often send anyone with a dissenting opinion into Divine Prison in the name of the gods," Lin Qi said calmly. "My old man was merely following their example! Let them have a taste of being framed and falsely accused! After all, they only act in the name of gods,