Lin Xiao, Young Marshal Lin!

The next day, bathed in the warm sunlight, Lin Xiao cleared his head.

Last night, those four guys took turns, and he really couldn't hold on, so he collapsed first.

In a daze, he heard:

"Hahahaha, I finally beat this guy once."

Damn it, what kind of skill is it for four to drink against one?

If you have the guts, fight one-on-one!

Looking at the rising sun not far away, Lin Xiao suddenly felt that this kind of life was quite good.

Perhaps this is what 'enjoy life to the fullest' means.

A moment later,

Lin Xiao once again put on a cold expression.

Imagination is beautiful, but reality is another scene; someone wants to destroy this beauty.

His incomparably deep eyes gazed up at the sky, seeing through the Universe's firmament.

"No matter who you are, no matter what your purpose, if you dare to touch my reverse scale, you will die!"

With a whoosh,

Lin Xiao's figure disappeared from here.

Within Dragon Country's borders,

At this moment, no matter where you were in Dragon Country, you would rarely see people walking around.

This was because most of Dragon Country's population had already been conscripted into the army.

All Awakened Ones whose strength had reached the third tier voluntarily signed up.

This racial war was truly a national effort.

Perhaps this generation did not possess the unyielding belief of the older generation, nor the spirit of facing death as if going home that their ancestors had.

But they still abandoned their comfortable lives in the rear and resolutely stepped onto the battlefield.

"Report! Under this conscription order, a total of 387,396,574 Awakened Ones have registered!"

"Among them, there are 907 Martial Venerables and 7,749 Martial Kings!"

Hearing this number,

Lin Xiao was also slightly shaken.

These Awakened Ones could be said to be the entire foundation of Dragon Country at present.

This was truly a war where the fate of the race was at stake.

If they lost, Dragon Country would, like those races that disappeared into the river of history, sink into the eternal depths of time.

The Chief Elder nodded, his somewhat aged eyes looking towards Lin Xiao.

"I know this is heavy for you, but it has come to this, Lin Xiao, the future of Dragon Country is entrusted to you!"

The Chief Elder looked solemnly at Lin Xiao.

In this battle, Lin Xiao would lead the army.

For a Young Marshal who was only seventeen years old, this was undoubtedly an unimaginably heavy burden.

A war for the fate of a race.

The life and death of hundreds of millions of people.

Even with the System backing him,

Lin Xiao's heart trembled slightly; he had long been prepared.

But when this moment truly arrived, his mind still buzzed.

Taking this on meant taking on the entire Dragon Country.

The lives of countless people were in his hands.

The Chief Elder looked at the very green Young Marshal before him.

Everything was too rushed; originally, he had a series of plans to cultivate the Young Marshal before him.

In his plan, within a few years, the Young Marshal would truly be able to hold up the sky.

But now there was no time.

The border defenses were in crisis, the Demon Race's army was about to appear, and the vast and endless Demonic Qi from the depths of the Starry Sky was too immense.

The Demon Race was ready!

But fortunately,

The Young Marshal's growth rate far exceeded his imagination, and his strength had already reached the Peak.

In this turbulent Starry Sky situation, Dragon Country still had hope!

And Lin Xiao ultimately did not disappoint him; the momentary daze in the Young Marshal's eyes flashed away, followed by an incomparably resolute expression.

"Those who violate Dragon Country, kill!"

...On the Eastern battlefield,

As far as the eye could see, there was an endless, dense mass of figures.

Standing at the very front were countless Advanced generals, led by Lin Xiao.

These people were all seasoned veterans of many battles.

In terms of raw strength, they might not be enough to fight Lin Xiao alone.

But in terms of experience in large-scale battles like this, any one of them could leave Lin Xiao far behind.

And Lin Xiao was not at all arrogant; he discussed countless times with the veteran generals.

They listed over a thousand possible scenarios and conducted a deep analysis of the Demon Race.

"Young Marshal Lin, according to intelligence from our spies hidden within the Demon Race, this battle will also be a full-scale effort by the Demon Race; it will be a tough fight!"

This veteran general was named Zhuge Yu; he had spent most of his life on the battlefield, experiencing countless campaigns.

Lin Xiao had just learned this; it turned out that there were still our spies within the Demon Race!

Upon hearing this, these veteran generals merely smiled faintly; not only the Demon Race, but any Starry Sky Powerful Clan of note had Dragon Country's shadow within their ranks!

"Then, are there any internal spies from other races within our Dragon Country?"

"Yes!"

"But if nothing unexpected happens, most of those internal spies should have already disappeared!"

Zhuge Yu chuckled softly.

"It's still thanks to your previous actions, Young Marshal; I have suggested more than once that Dragon Country should undergo a thorough cleansing, but those high and mighty Martial Saints didn't take it seriously at all!"

Ultimately,

Strength dictates everything!

Those Martial Saints couldn't possibly have been unaware of how corrupt Dragon Country's interior once was, yet they still didn't take it seriously.

Until Lin Xiao's appearance.

As for Lin Xiao's name, these veteran generals had long heard of it.

This peerless Prodigy, who had been invincible from his debut, had shaken the world with the War of Luck!

His own strength was also unparalleled; although they did not know Lin Xiao's true strength, his feat of destroying a Venerable with a single glance was still vivid in their minds.

Therefore, these veteran generals did not have too much aversion to Lin Xiao leading the army.

Furthermore, Lin Xiao had also behaved quite remarkably, without any arrogant self-importance.

"According to your old man's deduction, how should this battle be fought?"

Lin Xiao asked softly.

In a battle of this scale, he couldn't just charge forward and stage the feat of one person suppressing an entire race; that wasn't realistic!

The reason the Demon Race was called a top-tier Powerful Clan was because it had Peak Martial Saints overseeing it!

Zhuge Yu nodded slightly.

"If I understand the Demon Race, they will surely use human wave tactics to break our Aura first."

The Demon Race was born extraordinary; at the same rank, Dragon Country's Awakened Ones were usually no match for the Demon Race.

They cultivated the power of the flesh; in situations of equal strength, the Demon Race had a greater advantage.

In a battle of this scale, whichever side had the more surging Aura would have a greater chance of winning.

"Then how should we respond?"

Lin Xiao frowned slightly.

"Don't panic, Young Marshal; we have long been prepared for this!"

"Oh?"

A Void Realm suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the scene displayed within it made Lin Xiao's eyes light up.

"Is it a Formation?"

"Exactly, it's a Formation!"

In the image, ten third-tier Awakened Ones were seen arranged in a Formation; a profound Formation bound these ten third-tier Awakened Ones together, unleashing fluctuations far exceeding their individual strength!

"This is a Formation created by the Dao Master of Formations, named the Nine Bends Linked Formation!"

"It can accommodate up to forty-nine Awakened Ones, and with the Formation's enhancement, it can even unleash five times the power of its casters!"

This was the power of the Dao of Formations!

It was also one of Dragon Country's foundations that allowed it to resist the attacks of several Starry Sky Powerful Clans with the strength of a single nation!

As Lin Xiao gazed at the Void Realm in the air, his eyes subtly shifted.

Extremely profound Formation patterns suddenly appeared in the air.

Zhuge Yu watched this scene, and his right hand, which was stroking his beard, accidentally applied force, making his already sparse beard even more desolate.

"This...!"