Wang Feng, standing beside Ye Lin, spoke up to explain. Though he was the Qilin Clan's chief steward, matters such as going out to wage war were not under his authority; his hands could not reach that far.
The Qilin Clan was vast, with countless people and an intricate web of intertwined interests. Some matters were simply not his to handle.
Within the Qilin Clan, only the Clan Chief's Token could suppress every power. The Clan Chief's Token was the ultimate embodiment of authority; aside from it, no one could hold down that den of demons and monsters.
"Mm, everything's ready, right? Then let's set out."
Looking at the thousand-odd warships around them, Ye Lin spoke calmly. As the saying went, troops valued speed. Since the entire Qilin Clan could assemble such an army within half an hour, he naturally had to pick up the pace as well.
"Alright."
Wang Chen's expression tightened as he shouted. He had been following the front-line battlefield every day, and seeing the front line suffer defeat after defeat had left him feeling utterly stifled.
When had the mighty Qilin Clan ever suffered such humiliation?
He had long wanted to head to the front lines and fight. Now that someone was leading the way, he was naturally brimming with enthusiasm.
"Let's go."
Ye Lin spoke quietly to the few people behind him. This time, he was taking them along to broaden their horizons.
Among the four, Li Xiaoyao would take the lead in battle, while Bao Xiaotou and Wang Tian would naturally provide logistical support. As for Shangguan Wanyu, she was merely a vase.
Her importance had yet to reveal itself, so there was no need for her for the time being.
Once Ye Lin and the others had taken their positions, the warships began