Meanwhile, at the frontline command center on Yang Fan's side.
Yang Er's little face was practically splitting into a grin with excitement.
"We've struck it rich! Struck it rich! These demon beasts are like targets delivered to our doorstep, lining up for us to kill!"
"The flesh we've stockpiled in this Divine Kingdom War will keep the Zombie Kingdom supplied for over ten thousand years!"
Yet Yang Shi, who stood beside him, shook his head. "This flesh is nothing but low-grade resources. Compared to what we've invested in this war, it's only a single hair off nine oxen."
The smile on Yang Er's face froze. "The war's almost won! I was just trying to say something cheerful!"
Yang Shi did not respond. Instead, he continued watching the battlefield footage before him.
"It's not that simple. The arrows Master arranged merely caught them off guard. Before their reinforcements arrive, we must wear down these Yin Soldiers as much as possible."
Hearing this, Marshal Yang Si nodded in agreement.
"That's right. According to our current intelligence, these Yin Soldiers are the core fighting force cultivated by the Wraith Race. The longer a Wraith Race God lives, the stronger the Yin Soldiers they accumulate become. They won't abandon them easily."
That being the case, they had all the more reason not to give the enemy room to breathe.
Yang Si immediately issued his orders.
"All Annihilator Fighters and Intelligent Gundams, continue firing at full power! Eliminate as many demon beasts as possible and clear paths for the arrows!"
"All other soldiers, form defensive formations and advance slowly! Don't rush to break through!"
"Elven warriors in the rear, increase your rate of fire! Shoot as many of the arrows into the enemy's grand array as possible!"
"These Yin Soldiers are all formed from resentment.