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The seven Dicks followed the elder in black into a huge teleportation array silently. As for what they were going to do, they would tell them when it was time to do so. Are you a high-ranking elder? Be reserved!

In a daze, after a long time, the seven Dicks saw the sun again, probably arriving at the so-called third battle zone.

"Five of you, follow him!" The elder in black waved his hand, and the seven-member team split up again. Five of them were taken away, and only Dick and Caniggia were left.

The elder in black did not continue to give instructions, so he continued walking with the elder in black.

Walking into a huge barracks, everything I looked at was filled with gods. There were 20,000 people there, right? I guess they were similar to those of Eusebio, they were just an army of cannon fodder.

The black-robed elder is familiar to Dick. The last time he competed in Sicily, it was this black-robed elder who led the team.

Walking into a large tent, several red-robed deacons were waiting.

"Come here and listen to me."

Dick and Caniggia quickly gathered around the table, and the elder in black pointed at the map and began to give instructions: "This is Crete, an area where our Seven Star Bloodline family and the werewolf forces compete. We call it War Zone Three.

The competition for the current No. 3 war zone is fierce, and both sides are increasing their troops... Here, the Red River Valley of Crete is the most tense...

Caniggia, Dick, I have investigated you. When you were in the lower world, you were all leaders who led armies through large-scale wars. This time, I will give you a chance to lead troops in battle.

The troops are divided into two groups. Each of you will lead two thousand troops from the east and west sides of the Red River Valley to rush to the aid of the Red River Valley..."

The black-clothed elder said a lot, and when he finished speaking, he looked at Caniggia and Dick.

Caniggia said nothing, seeming to still be digesting a lot of information given by the elder in black.

"Senior, I need to know the overall battle situation and layout."

"Why? Who do you think you are? You are just a captain who leads two thousand troops." A red-robed deacon next to him looked at Dick with dissatisfaction.

Du Tong, do you really think you are amazing?

"Senior, local wars must obey the needs of the overall war situation. This is the basic common sense of war." Dick's tone was also bad. He led the team to fight this time. The chance of survival is very small. Even if it is a commander of 2,000 people, he will not survive.

Just a cannon fodder chief.

I am a person who is about to die, but I am still afraid of it. "If I just lead the troops to the Red River Valley stupidly, what is the difference between leading the troops with a pig?"

"You..." The red-robed deacon was a little angry, and a powerful mid-level divine power rushed towards Dick.

The elder in black just waved his hand, and the pressure was gone.

"You!" The elder in black pointed at the powerful red-robed deacon, "Go out and go back to your family. You are no longer needed here."

"Senior Riquelme, you can't do this..." Once he is returned to the family like this, his future will be completely ruined.

The elder in black waved his sleeve, and a wave of air caught the red-robed deacon and threw him directly out.

"Dick, go on."

"Senior, this sketch of Crete may be good, but it is better to have a more intuitive sand table, so that it is easier to intuitively command the battle." Dick also waved his hand and mobilized the water magic elements, roughly following the pattern of the sketch, using

The magic elements condense into an image of the sand table.

"For example, how many troops of our family are left here? What is the opponent's military advantage here? Is this a key point in the battle in Crete? What are the decisive factors in the battle in the Red River Valley... These areas

, what terrain is suitable for us human cultivators to fight, and where is suitable for werewolves to fight.

In this way, not only will the headquarters be able to clearly analyze the situation, but the generals of the various subordinate units will also be able to more clearly understand the headquarters' intentions.

In a large-scale war, the command system between superiors and subordinates must be connected smoothly. Subordinates can understand the command intentions of their superiors and better complete their own team's combat missions...

War is about trying to maximize our advantages and limit the opponent's advantages as much as possible."

Dick talked freely, this war in the God Realm is simply a child's play. For a commander like Dick who commands two thousand troops, you just lead the troops, it's so direct and reckless.

Although the leader of the headquarters is a high-ranking god, the subordinate generals are all middle-ranking gods or lower-ranking gods. There is a huge gap in ranks. The subordinates are afraid of their superiors and dare not say anything.

However, since you are leading troops to fight, why are you going to do it if you don’t ask clearly? Isn’t that how cannon fodder is used?

"This way, Van Persie, here you go." Riquelme, the elder in black, summoned a red-robed deacon, "You first make a detailed sand table according to Dick's needs."

Ever since, Dick and the red-robed deacon Van Persie started working.

What's annoying is that in some areas, Van Persie was vague about how many troops the Seven Star Bloodline family still had. As for how many troops the enemy still had, it was even more vague.

Riquelme, the elder in black, had a dark and gloomy face.

Dick felt that this was just a joke. This is the world of gods, and the gods should have smarter brains, right? But, this...

"Senior elders, it is inconvenient to be here far away from Crete. When we get to Crete, we will send out more scouts to communicate with the generals on the front line. In this way, we can improve the overall system as soon as possible."

Dick said.

"That's fine, Dick, you don't have to do anything but lead the troops. Just follow me and help with the overall work," Riquelme said.

"Yes!" Dick has no objection. He leads two thousand troops and looks majestic. He is not cannon fodder. On the battlefields Eusebio described, too many people died in unified battles. It is safer to hide in the headquarters.

?

Riquelme was obviously impatient. With an order, many aircraft on standby, carrying tens of thousands of troops from the Seven-Star Bloodline Family, set off in a mighty manner.

After flying for more than ten days, we finally arrived at the headquarters of the Seven Star Bloodline Family in Crete.

There is more than one high-ranking god here. It is estimated that the black-robed elder Riquelme is very important among the high-ranking gods of the Seven Star Bloodline Family. When several high-ranking gods met, Riquelme repeated Dick's suggestion. Soon, he was

Several high-ranking black-clothed elders from the headquarters approved it.

Is it indeed a good suggestion? Why don't you agree with it?

Soon, the headquarters flew out many transmission signals to contact its own teams in various regions. It also mobilized many elites from the 20,000 reinforcements and quickly formed multiple capable reconnaissance brigades. You must be clear about your layout and your opponents.

The layout of the troops must also be clear.

Dick, a mere lower god, led a few red-robed deacons, and based on the feedback information, gradually improved the military strength and terrain comprehensive sand table of the entire island of Crete.

Time passed little by little, and the efficiency of the God Lord was still good. Such a large Cretan war zone was created from scratch. After more than a month, the intelligence system with a clear sand table as the core was roughly perfected. During this process

, Dick also gradually gained a clear understanding of the war situation in Crete.