Lin Feng pushed open the doors of the Council Hall and strode inside.

Jiang Yelan followed behind him, her footsteps so light they were almost silent.

Bureau Chief Liu Zhaowan walked in last; the hem of her dark blue uniform flashed by the doorway before the door closed.

Lin Feng walked to the main seat and sat down, leaning his Wildfire Spear against the chair, and gestured to the seat on the right: "Bureau Chief Liu Zhaowan, please sit."

Bureau Chief Liu Zhaowan bowed slightly and sat in the middle seat on the right. She placed the stack of files in her hands on the table, folded her hands on her lap, and sat up straight.

Jiang Yelan sat in the first seat on the left, her gaze landing on Bureau Chief Liu Zhaowan.

Lin Feng skipped the pleasantries and got straight to the point: "Bureau Chief Liu Zhaowan, what is the urgent intelligence?"

Bureau Chief Liu Zhaowan opened the top file, her voice crisp but tinged with gravity: "Lord Lin, Annan Country originally had three Undead Army forces. A few days ago, the allied forces of Russia, Annan Country, and White Elephant Country destroyed one of them."

Of the remaining two, one was in Thang Long City and the other in Jinyan City. Yesterday, the three-nation allied forces finished their rest and prepared to attack the Undead Army at Jinyan City.

Unexpectedly, after a preliminary skirmish with the allied forces, the Undead Army at Jinyan City voluntarily abandoned their attack on Jinyan City and headed south to merge with the force at Thang Long City."

She paused, turned the page, and continued: "Now that the two Undead Army forces have merged, their total strength is approaching 200,000. Although most are Skeleton Soldiers below level ten, with the support of a low-level Ten-Thousand Man Army Array, they are not something the three-nation allied forces can easily crush."

Lin Feng furrowed his brows. A sea of 200,000 skeletons, plus Undead Warriors and archers, supported by an Army Formation—conventional troops would indeed struggle to contend with them head-on.

He pondered for a moment and tapped his finger lightly on the armrest: "A sea of 200,000 skeletons is terrifying, but the real threat lies in the high-level undead within. How many are above level thirty?"

Bureau Chief Liu Zhaowan glanced at the numbers on the file, her voice steady: "Three at level forty. The rest above level thirty total nearly thirty."

Lin Feng was taken aback and leaned forward slightly: "That many? Then how did Thang Long City manage to hold out?"

Bureau Chief Liu Zhaowan explained: "Originally, Thang Long City only had one fourth rank, plus nine Third Rank from Annan Country itself, and three Third Rank supported by White Elephant Country. Our high-end combat power was barely on par with that Undead Army force at Thang Long City."

But before the Undead Army at Jinyan City headed south, they accepted many undead above level thirty who had fled when the first Undead Army force was destroyed, resulting in them now having two level forty and nearly twenty level thirty-plus undead."

After the high-level leadership of the three-nation allied forces sensed the intentions of the Undead Army, they held emergency consultations and quickly mobilized high-level combat forces.

Annan Country dispatched six experts above level thirty-nine (including the strongest person in Annan Country, who has reached level forty with four pieces of golden equipment), Russia sent six, and White Elephant Country sent three—a total of fifteen people rushed to Thang Long City. Among them, one is level forty, and fourteen are level thirty-nine."

With this, the high-level combat power of both sides has once again reached a stalemate.

She turned to the last page, her tone becoming more somber: "However, once the high-level combat forces are deadlocked, the soldiers under their command become the key. In this regard, the Undead Race has a natural advantage. According to estimates by the General Bureau, if Thang Long City does not receive external support, it will be breached within five days."

Lin Feng tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest, his gaze landing on Bureau Chief Liu Zhaowan's face: "What is the General Bureau's opinion?"

Bureau Chief Liu Zhaowan sat up straight, her voice clear: "The plan discussed by Director Zhou and the various countries is to form a multinational allied force two hundred miles north of Meiqiu County, south of Thang Long City, to annihilate the Undead Army in one fell swoop."

"This includes Tieba Kingdom, White Elephant Country, Russia, and Zhenyue City. Within three days, we will ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) assemble more than ten experts above level thirty-nine and at least 50,000 troops of special units to launch a pincer attack with the defenders of Thang Long City and annihilate these two Undead Army forces."

She paused, looking at Lin Feng: "Director Zhou said to ask for your opinion. Beacon Fire Territory does not have to participate this time; if the Undead Army drops any heroic soul core, they will be sent to you."

Lin Feng leaned back in his chair, his gaze landing on the dark red sky outside the window, and remained silent for a moment.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Bureau Chief Liu Zhaowan: "Even with 50,000 troops of special units plus ten Third Rank experts, fighting a field battle against an Undead Army of 200,000, the odds of winning aren't very high, right?"

Bureau Chief Liu Zhaowan smiled slightly: "Thang Long City's wonder has an ultimate move that allows special units within a ten-mile radius, even if there is only one person, to enjoy the support of a Ten-Thousand Man Army Array. Although it can only last for one day, it should be enough to annihilate this Undead Army."

Lin Feng was shocked inside. Thang Long City's wonder has this kind of effect?

Since his territory is still at the county-level, his Great Qin Elite Soldiers cannot use the Ten-Thousand Man Army Array support, but with this wonder's ultimate move, they would be able to enjoy the effects of the Ten-Thousand Man Army Array.

He quickly calculated in his mind: on his side, including Zhao Hu, he has six Third Rank combatants, plus at least 8,000 Great Qin Elite Soldiers. With the support of the Ten-Thousand Man Army Array and cooperation with the multinational allied forces, the Undead Army would not have the slightest chance of winning.

Moreover, only by annihilating this Undead Army as soon as possible can the human race in the South Pole Region prepare sooner to face the orcs heading south. Australia won't be able to hold out for much longer.

He pulled back his thoughts, his voice steady and decisive: "Bureau Chief Liu Zhaowan, go back and tell Director Zhou that Beacon Fire Territory will dispatch 8,000 Great Qin Elite Soldiers and six Third Rank experts. We will set off tomorrow morning."

The corners of Bureau Chief Liu Zhaowan's mouth curved upward, and the smile spread from the corners of her eyes, making her whole person seem to brighten.

"With Lord Lin joining, the allied forces' chances of winning will be even greater. Eight thousand Great Qin Elite Soldiers, plus the support of the Ten-Thousand Man Army Array—this time, the allied forces' chances of winning will increase by at least thirty percent. I will convey this to Director Zhou immediately!"

She stood up and bowed slightly toward Lin Feng: "Lord Lin, I won't disturb you any further. Farewell."

Lin Feng nodded, not rising.

Bureau Chief Liu Zhaowan pushed the door open and strode out.

Sunlight poured in from outside the door, casting her shadow onto the stone floor.

The door closed, and the hall returned to silence.

Lin Feng turned his head to look at Jiang Yelan, who was sitting in the first seat on the left: "Ye Lan, go notify Zhao Hu, Jiang Zhaoyue, Su Yurou, Feng Qingyan, and also Meng Yi. Tomorrow at 7:00 AM, assemble at the north gate. The entire army will set out, and bring 8,000 Great Qin Elite Soldiers."

Jiang Yelan stood up, pressed her right fist to her chest, her voice cool: "Understood."

She pushed the door open, and her figure immediately disappeared outside.

Only Lin Feng was left in the Council Hall.

He picked up the teapot to pour some tea, but it was empty. He smiled helplessly, placed the teapot back on the table, leaned back in his chair, and looked out the window.

Tomorrow, it was time to march to war again.