Huo Hai did not ask the soldiers to stay. They had never been members of the suicide squad. They had come only to help transport the spirit stones, nothing more. To prevent any secrets from leaking, they withdrew as soon as they arrived.
Huo Hai watched them disappear from sight without causing a stir and felt very satisfied. "How has your practice been going? The spirit stones are here. Get started." At his command, everyone immediately ran to the wagons. They opened the crates, and each man took a knife for cutting spirit stones.
Then they each slung a bag of spirit stones over themselves and spread out, heading onto the vast plain ahead.
As if something had occurred to him, Huo Hai called out, "Remember to dig the pits deeper. Don't let any army passing through destroy our spirit formations." The convoy had brought more than spirit stones; it also carried plenty of shovels and other tools.
"Yes, Legion Commander!" Lin Xing answered loudly from a distance, then began directing the soldiers to construct Fog-Gathering Formations on the spot. Each team consisted of several men, with clearly divided responsibilities.
Lin Xing himself led a group across the plain to survey the terrain. Whenever they found a suitable spot, they marked it. This would spare the men who came later the trouble of surveying the ground before constructing their spirit formations. Each time he calculated a suitable location, Lin Xing placed several stones there and used a branch to scratch six thin lines into the earth.
Those who came afterward only had to dig along the lines. They performed all of this with practiced ease, making it clear that they had done such work plenty of times in the army. Each team quickly divided up its duties.
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