Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1063 - 1061: I Kneel Before You! Please Lend Me Your Aid!
Mo Qian was startled!
The other soldiers were also stunned!
They were terrified!
Is this a power grab and military coup?!
Not a sound could be heard.
The silence was deathly.
The scene seemed to freeze.
No one moved.
Not even a breath was taken.
Hearts stopped beating!
Mo Qian's eye twitched. Lowering his voice, he calmly asked, "What is the meaning of this?"
The leading soldier showed no visible injuries on his body, only fatigue on his face.
Seems they planned this for a long time, hence did not charge into battle earlier, only preserving themselves.
"General! We've followed you for years! But today, you've utterly disappointed us!"
"Speak."
"Reckless, impulsive, with no tactics whatsoever! How many brothers were killed by today's rash attack?! Look! How many brothers who followed you through fire and water have fallen?! How many returned with you?!"
The soldiers grew emotional, veins bulging and roaring like thunder.
Mo Qian remained remarkably calm at this moment.
He cast a glance around.
Defeated soldiers, the sight was unbearable.
His chest felt like it had been punched, suffocating him until he couldn't breathe.
Mo Qian's body trembled, his mind buzzed.
"I'm not..."
Just as he wanted to justify himself, he was fiercely interrupted!
"You should step down!"
Like an electric shock, Mo Qian stiffened in place, staring wide-eyed at the other party.
Motionless.
Speechless.
Lin Fan was right after all!
Those so-called brothers through life and death, just coveted his position!
Every time they went to war, they wanted to stab him from behind!
They just wanted to climb over his head!
Ha ha...human nature!
"Unexpected, truly unexpected."
Mo Qian suddenly let out a sharp, cold laugh.
Despair.
Self-mockery.
Helplessness.
Indignation.
In his eyes.
Three parts coldness, two parts disdain.
The rest was pure anger!
Those he regarded as his own, wanted to kill him the most!
Those he wanted to kill the most, warned him the earliest!
The greatest irony!
He slowly lifted his hand, unfastened his armor, and threw it to the ground.
The blood trickling from his forehead into his eyes made them beam with a terrifying light.
His eyes were sunken deep into their sockets, his carved face twisted into a fierce visage.
As if wanting to tear the other party apart.
"The position is here, if you have the guts, come and take it!"
With a roar!
A scratching sound came from his throat.
Like a beast from Hell!
He felt despair.
Those he considered brothers, none spoke to dissuade him.
They watched him emptily, coldly indifferent as bystanders.
Detached.
If it were just an enemy, there would be no pressure.
But on the other side, more and more people stood up!
A hundred!
A thousand!
Ten thousand!
One against ten thousand...
If he wasn't severely injured, maybe he could try.
But now it was just meaningless self-destruction.
However.
As a General!
As a Dao Venerate of the Seventh Layer!
Dignity, face must not be lost!
If he died, he must die standing!
But unfortunately.
He didn't die gloriously on the battlefield, but wrongly at the hands of a villain!
"Come on! Execute the coup you planned long ago! I'll be right here!"
Mo Qian's eyes turned blood-red as he drew his saber.
His vigor spread like vines, quickly.
Penetrating into each soldier's heart!
Lin Fan, Mo Ningxiang, and Diwu Yun'er watched from the side, neither speaking nor acting.
Watching quietly.
"Brother! I'll save you!"
Suddenly!
From a distance came Mo Mo's roar!
Hearing the news of the coup, he rushed to help his brother.
Mo Qian heard, his heart saying this might not be good.
"Mo Mo! Don't come!"
Although Mo Mo was in the Fourth Layer, four fists could not defeat many hands!
With tens of thousands swarming, he couldn't withstand!
And Mo Mo has always been reckless and brainless, this time rushing over, I'm afraid...
Chances of survival were slim.
Those four words hadn't even appeared in Mo Qian's mind when.
In a flash!
Mo Mo's voice drowned in the sea of people.
When he reappeared, he was already tied up, with a gleaming saber to his throat.
The leading soldier's smiled with a mocking sneer.
"Mo Qian, won't you kneel and beg for mercy? Surrender the position of General obediently?!"
"Brother! Don't listen to him! Even if I die, it's no big deal, you must not surrender the General position!"
"You bastard!"
The soldier struck Mo Mo's head with the hilt, eyes filled with malice.
"If you dare speak another word, I'll cut your head off!"
Mo Qian froze in place, his body slightly trembling, his eyes blazing with fury, stared at the other party.
"You, you..."
His voice trembled, his heart wrenching.
He probably realized.
Even if he surrendered the position, they wouldn't spare Mo Mo's life.
"Mo Qian, make a choice! The position of General or Mo Mo's life, which do you want?"
"I..."
Mo Qian's throat suddenly choked, a difficult choice indeed.
"Mo Mo's life."
"Alright! Then hand over the General Token now!"
Mo Qian took one look at Mo Mo, closed his eyes, removed the Token from his waist, holding it with both hands.
The leading soldier grinned madly!
"Brother! No!"
Mo Mo's desperate wailing.
But it couldn't stop Mo Qian's footsteps from moving.
Whoosh—
Whoosh—
Whoosh—
Mo Qian adjusted his breathing, gradually relaxing his body and mind.
Suddenly!
A flash of insight!
He abruptly turned, quickly walking toward Lin Fan!
Everyone was shocked crazy!
What does Mo Qian mean by this?!
With a thud!
Mo Qian knelt on one knee before Lin Fan, offering the General Token with both hands!
"Young Master Lin! I entrust the position of General to you today! Please accept the Token!"
An uproar!
The whole place was in an uproar!
No one dared to believe Mo Qian's every word.
Completely insane!
Not only shocked was every soldier, but also Lin Fan, Diwu Yun'er, and Mo Ningxiang!
Lin Fan took a step back, stunned, "What, what's going on?"
Mo Qian took a deep breath, eyes unwavering, speaking earnestly, "Today I, Mo Qian, kneel to ask for your help! Please assist! Spare the Xuan Clan's million troops from calamity!"
"I know I've been disrespectful before! But I hope you can ignore past grievances, accept the Token, save my brother's life... I, Mo Qian, bow my head in gratitude!"
When he finished.
Before everyone could react.
Mo Qian knelt with both knees.
Thud, thud, thud!
Three heavy knocks!
Lin Fan's shocked expression faded, understanding Mo Qian's intent.
At this moment.
The only way to save Mo Mo and not let the General position fall into the hands of a traitor.
Is through himself!
Mo Qian is a true man!
For the Xuan Clan, for his brother, kneeling and kowtowing before him, a man of deep emotions and righteousness!
"Mo Qian! Are you crazy?! Handing the General Token to an outsider?! What if he's..."
However.
Lin Fan interrupted the soldier's agitation.
He stepped forward, took the Token, and coldly uttered one word.
"Alright!"
Before the word finished.
He lightly swept his right hand.
Over a dozen soldiers surrounding Mo Mo, flew into the air, as if kicked, sailing hundreds of meters away!
Lin Fan raised his eyes.
Violent! Merciless! Cruel! Cold!
"Those who dare to defy military orders, kill without amnesty!"
