"Then... what do we do now?" someone asked in a trembling voice.
"What else can we do? Fight!"
Chen Xinjie slammed his palm against the ground, and the marble floor instantly cracked like a spiderweb. "What they want is the entire Douluo Plane, not the gains and losses of a single city or region. Negotiation and surrender are both dead ends!"
"Pass down the order: the three major legions are to contract across the board and build layered defenses around the defensive lines. No reckless attacks."
"All Soul Guidance cannon formations are to fully charge. Transfer all Level Nine Fixed Soul Guidance Shells to the front lines."
"Open the central armory. Load the two God-Slaying Fixed Soul Guidance Shells onto transport vehicles and send them to East Sea immediately!"
"Also, contact Shrek Academy, Spirit Pagoda, and the War God Temple. Explain the situation truthfully. Tell them this is not the Federation's problem alone; it is a battle for the survival of all humanity. If they still want to sit back and watch the tigers fight, then they can wait to die with us!"
A string of orders flowed from Chen Xinjie's mouth, clear and organized, without the slightest confusion despite his severe injuries.
This was the foundation of the War God. Even trapped in a desperate situation, he could swiftly make the most correct deployment.
Fang Yu took a deep breath and suppressed the raging turmoil in his heart. He knew that now was not the time to hesitate. Looking around, he said in a deep voice, "Did you hear him? Carry out the old hall master's orders! Activate the highest level of war readiness immediately!"
"All council members are to return to their respective jurisdictions at once and mobilize every force available. The logistics department is to operate at