Godly System: From Fire to God

And for the small races living here, it is a totally good choice to find something to do for them.

And up to now, Lin Mo has not continued to receive restrictions and punishments from the goddess of war, which means that relying on wisdom to break through the barriers is not a violation of the rules here.

The young patriarch’s speech talent also seems to be very good. After his short mobilization, these 38 small races have united and formed an alliance.

And Lin Mo did not come forward to lead this alliance, but silently guided the young patriarch behind him.

Lin Mo once thought of letting himself be the main body and taking all these small tribes back into his followers.

But after thinking about the punishment of the war goddess before, Lin Mo didn't dare to gamble again.

Originally, his strength should be unstoppable in this place, but after being restricted, his strength was reduced by a large part.

After all, Lin Mo belonged to the soul that reached the **** level first, but the flames and different fires related to the soul could not be used at all, which resulted in Lin Mo now only being able to fight with the holy spirit body.

And Lin Mo had never studied magic or fighting systematically before, and now he can only rely on his own instincts and wisdom to face all the situations in front of him.

The races in this space are indeed idle and nothing to do. Within less than 5 hours after the young patriarch mobilized the others, all the fighting forces of these 38 small races were assembled together!

This efficiency is even higher than that of the regular army of many human empires.

The young patriarch is also a new official with three fires, and his work enthusiasm is very high.

After bringing everyone together again, he gave another passionate speech, which successfully excited all the soldiers.

Lin Mo took advantage of this opportunity to count the number of people present. Due to the constraints of resources and territory, there were not many small tribes in it, and there were only about a thousand people at full play, and all of them together, it was only 4 Ten thousand people up and down.

Such a joint force is definitely a force that cannot be underestimated on the Chaos Continent, but in this space, such strength is not very outstanding.

Moreover, the average strength of these small tribes is only above the eighth level, and only 1,000 people can reach the emperor level.

Lin Mo still doesn't know what level of strength the tribes living on the second floor are. If they rashly let the Alliance army directly perform the total power, it is estimated that the entire army is more likely to be annihilated.

That night, Lin Mo called the Young Patriarch over and began to tell him the next battle situation.

The Young Patriarch is now the little leader of the entire Alliance Army. Such an experience could never happen to him before. Therefore, the Young Patriarch also trusts Lin Mo very much. No matter what the other party says, he will accept it unconditionally. .

Lin Mo's plan is simple. It is to send some people to launch a forcible attack. Before the middle-level tribes have time to react to what happened, try to weaken their combat effectiveness, and then wait for the opponent to fully react. In tactical arrangements, cleverly won.

Lin Mo taught the Young Patriarch many ways to deal with it. Until the silly listener was dizzy and almost falling asleep, Lin Mo finally understood that talking about tactics to these muscular idiots who reported fighting power was entirely playing the piano against the bulls.

Lin Mo also breathed a sigh of relief. The goddess of war only valued combat ability. Since these people are muscular fools, the inner and innermost tribes are probably not much better.

"Well, I will play with you, and you will act according to my command."

Lin Mo gave him a helpless look and said.

"Okay, no problem! My god, we must listen to you obediently."

As soon as the young patriarch heard this, he immediately became energetic and let him fight. He was very happy, but if he really asked him to understand the tactics, it would be better to kill him directly.

There are also differences between day and night in this space, but Lin Mo couldn't wait too long. Looking at the night outside the window, Lin Mo decided to take advantage of the night and hit the other side by surprise.

Since the entire space is not large, the journey from the outermost layer to the middle layer is only more than two hours of walking. It did not take too long before the army was close to the destination.

The periphery of the second floor is also guarded by the lowest ranked tribe, and they are just like the mammoth family at that time, without any defense at all.

Lin Mo first gathered all the more than 1,000 imperial high-level combat powers together, and the remaining large troops stationed in the rear, and arranged three ambush rings.

Following an order from the young patriarch, he led the 1000 high-level combat power to rush to the opponent's territory.

The tribe didn't understand what was going on, and was caught off guard by these 1,000 people somehow.

Many people didn't even react and died on the spot.

However, they were all races recognized by the goddess of war. Although they were caught off guard inexplicably, this race still relied on its own fighting instinct to restrain the charge of these 1,000 people.

The two gangs hit the sky and the ground was dark, blood flowing into rivers, and under the shining of the blood-colored moon in the sky, the battlefield looked cruel and strange.

Lin Mo has been silently observing that the overall strength of these tribes living in the second layer of defense is much higher than those of the outermost ones.

The average strength of the small tribes in the periphery is only around the eighth level, and the strength of these medium tribes is, on average, the emperor level.

And their number is twice as high as that of the small tribe, at least more than 2,000 people.

After being caught off guard by the 1000 high-level combat power of the Alliance Army, the opponent lost no more than 800 people. The remaining 1,000 people reacted and immediately launched a counterattack. Lin Mo did not hesitate to initiate a retreat. signal.

Many fighters were fighting in full swing and were reluctant to retreat at all, but the young patriarch had been desperately urging them, and everyone had to retreat unwillingly.

Lin Mo's idea is completely correct. Only these 1,000 people in the Alliance Army can reach the Emperor rank. If this group of people is matched against a group of others, although they are equal, after eliminating this tribe, it is still enough. There are 15 remaining, and the Alliance Army can't supplement the advanced combat power at all.

In the face of the following tribes, the suppression of strength was too obvious, even if Lin Mo was shrewd like a ghost, it is estimated that it would be difficult to win successfully.