On top of the city wall, Ye Feng gave a brief overview of the tactics before directly ordering the march to begin.
Chen Dalong and others did not say more, each leading a special forces battalion along the pre-planned route, directly into the depths of Daxinganling.
Each special forces battalion had roughly 250 members, but the army following behind them numbered over 30,000.
Truth be told, it would definitely be false to say that the members of the special forces battalion didn't feel any tension facing this situation.
Because the progress of the troops behind them, and the speed of their advance, relied entirely on this special forces battalion.
Under these circumstances, the pressure would undoubtedly fall on them.
"Spread out by squads and kill!" Chen Dalong ordered loudly.
Charging ahead of everyone else, he raised the spiritual artifact broadsword in his hand and with one swing killed a Sixth Order beetle.
"Yes!"
