Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1056 - 1054: One Million Troops Besiege the City!

Wentian City, on the most remote border of the Xuan Clan, borders the territory of the Shennong Clan.

Surrounded by mountains, it has only one entry, the Heavenly Falling Canyon, flanked by towering peaks that reach the clouds, rich in resources and abundant in medicinal materials.

There are outposts set up within the Heavenly Falling Canyon, allowing immediate reporting if any suspicion arises.

It can be said to be easy to defend but hard to attack.

A naturally strategic location!

The Shennong Clan has coveted Wentian City for a long time.

In the past, they have dispatched troops multiple times, yet never managed to capture it. After several attempts, they suffered severe losses, with countless casualties.

After Mo Chen became the Clan Leader, the defenses of Wentian City were further fortified. The Shennong Clan, losing hope, stopped harboring desires for Wentian City.

Yet, when one least expected it, the incident with Jingniang gave them an opportunity to seize Wentian City.

How could they let a duck they had in hand fly away?!

However, from the current situation—Yi Tianqiu fled, refusing to return Wentian City—it seems.

The Shennong Clan knew from the start that Jingniang's condition was pessimistic and the chances of healing were extremely low.

Therefore, they casually sent a youngling to fool and deceive, aiming to first get hold of Wentian City.

Without deploying a single soldier, the Xuan Clan was tricked into handing over the unconquerable Wentian City for nothing.

The Shennong Clan couldn't dream of such an easy gain, laughing heartily.

Thus, the easy-to-defend and hard-to-attack Wentian City fell into the hands of the Shennong Clan.

After a long and arduous journey, pushing forward with great urgency.

A massive army of a million set out magnificently towards Wentian City.

After careful consideration, Mo Chen dispatched the brothers Mo Qian and Mo Mo for this campaign.

Mo Qian the elder brother, Mo Mo the younger.

Mo Qian was at the Seventh Layer of the Path Breaking Realm, while Mo Mo was at the Fourth Layer.

The two were almost identical in appearance, making it nearly impossible to distinguish them by looks. However, their physique differed slightly; Mo Qian was slightly burlier, while Mo Mo was relatively slender.

Both were outstanding young members of the Xuan Clan's younger generation, leading a million-strong army at a young age and undefeated in every war they participated in.

What a pity.

There's always a taller mountain, a more skilled person.

If not for Mo Yunsheng being such a dazzling genius, they might have been the focus of the Xuan Clan or even the Sumeru Continent.

This time, Mo Chen letting the brothers lead was both an exercise and a show of trust.

Their aim was to recapture Wentian City and restore the honor of the Xuan Clan.

Two days.

The million-strong army charged across a thousand miles.

"Report!"

"We are about to enter Heavenly Falling Canyon at the front!"

The scouting soldier reported, kneeling in front of Mo Qian and Mo Mo.

"Brother, we've arrived."

"Hmm."

The expressions on both faces turned serious, their brows furrowed as they gazed at the faintly visible Wentian City outpost ahead.

"Rest here!"

After a two-day relentless march, exhaustion was evident on the faces of the soldiers. Though they struggled to stand tall, they couldn't hide the fatigue beneath their armor.

Upon hearing the orders to rest, the soldiers quickly shed their armor, carelessly tossed aside their weapons, and sat heavily on the ground.

Lin Fan, Diwu Yun'er, and Mo Ningxiang walked in the middle of the formation, protected by the central troops.

Seeing everyone sitting down ahead, Mo Ningxiang was puzzled and asked, "What's happening? Why is everyone removing their armor and throwing away their weapons?"

Lin Fan calmly said, "We should have arrived."

"So soon? Are we about to start attacking?" Mo Ningxiang's voice trembled, showing some nervousness.

Lin Fan smiled gently and said, "Not likely. We've just marched long-distance, and the troops are in poor condition. They likely need some rest, though…"

He glanced around, slightly furrowing his brow.

"Though what?"

Mo Ningxiang was curious, seeing Lin Fan only say half and, noticing his serious expression and furrowed brows, sensing something was amiss.

Lin Fan pondered without answering.

Mo Ningxiang, while smart, remained somewhat naïve, unable to guess Lin Fan's thoughts.

However, Diwu Yun'er had already seen through it.

She picked up Lin Fan's unsaid words, "However, this million-strong army resting in the open with no cover whatsoever is indeed bold. The target is too large and easily exposed. If attacked, the losses could be disastrous."

"What?" Mo Ningxiang's eyes widened in shock. "Shouldn't we hide then? It would be terrible if we were found!"

Lin Fan gave Mo Ningxiang a light smile. "The Clan Leader didn't appoint me as a commander, and I'm not part of the army, let alone being an outsider. My purpose here is to take you away from the Xuan Clan and ensure your safety. So if I were to say this, it would be inappropriate. Furthermore, this ostentatious display might be a tactic by the army commander to intimidate the enemy, to scare them witless!"

"Is that it?" Mo Ningxiang, baffled, blinked her innocent eyes at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan nodded, his eyes flicking to Diwu Yun'er, signaling clearly not to frighten Mo Ningxiang further.

Diwu Yun'er rolled her eyes, shrugged her shoulders.

"You both rest here for a bit, I'll go look around."

Lin Fan spoke and started to walk out of the formation.

"I'll go too."

"Hey!"

Before Mo Ningxiang could speak, Diwu Yun'er followed Lin Fan's steps.

What's with these two? All secretive, what are they up to?

At the forefront of the formation.

Mo Qian and Mo Mo, deeply engrossed with a map, occasionally looked afar, brows furrowed, engaged in heated discussion.

"Report! Lin Fan requests to see you!" 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Suddenly.

A subordinate interrupted their discussion.

"Lin Fan?"

Mo Mo's expression turned unnatural, with a hint of disdain and contempt, as if just hearing the name Lin Fan nauseated him.

"What does he want?"

"I don't know. He said he has urgent matters to report to the General," the subordinate said.

"Brother?" Mo Mo, eyes twitching, looked at Mo Qian. "What should we do?"

Mo Qian stayed silent, calm as ever.

He thought for a moment, then coldly spat out one word.

"Invite."

"Yes, sir!"

The subordinate scurried away.

"Brother! What's this?"

Mo Mo was bewildered, surprised by Mo Qian's decision. Why entertain this insignificant Ninth Rank Saint Emperor? Although Mo Chen had arranged for Lin Fan's accompaniment, they were now far from the Xuan Clan and free from Mo Chen's control. Why waste time on this trash?

Mo Qian raised a hand, cutting off Mo Mo's agitated questioning.

"Calm."

Mo Mo begrudgingly closed his mouth. He couldn't understand why his brother Mo Qian always seemed so composed and in control of everything.

Before long.

Lin Fan strode in briskly.

"General Mo Qian, General Mo Mo."

He offered a respectful bow, greeting them.

"Hmm."

However.

Mo Qian's response was icily indifferent, not even glancing at Lin Fan.

Meanwhile, Mo Mo's eyes blazed with fury, his features twisted as if he was ready to pounce.

Their personalities certainly contrasted. Lin Fan smirked inwardly.

"What do you want?!" Mo Mo roared thunderously.

"I have matters to report to the Generals."

"Speak quickly, fart quickly! Can't you see we're busy?! Say your piece and get lost!"

Lin Fan's brow furrowed briefly, then he maintained his calm demeanor.

Though he hadn't even spoken yet, this crude treatment greeted him.

If he made a proposal, wouldn't that get him torn apart?

Hmph!

If not for the safety of the million-strong army, he wouldn't bother coming!