Three days passed in the blink of an eye. The ten major legions of the Hell Demons, numbering up to thirty million, carried out various ambushes and arrangements around the lake comparable to a small half Plane World. Then, they quietly waited for Geen.
Archimonde looked at the well-hidden ambushes that showed no signs of anomaly and smiled at Lu Hong, "Later, as soon as Geen's army dares to come, the three of us will charge straight up without a word, fight them, drive their main force towards the south, and then, the army we've set up in the south will launch an ambush the moment they approach. With attacks from both sides, they will definitely have no choice but to retreat. But, haha, they surely have no idea that we've set up another ambush a thousand miles back. By then, with a three-sided encirclement, a giant pocket formation will absolutely devour Geen's troops completely, annihilating them all."
