Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1072 - 1070: I Only Need 100 Elites!

Mo Mo stepped back a few steps, panic-stricken.

Lin Fan sneered coldly.

"Defeated, what right do you have to speak to me?"

Leaving a remark, he completely ignored Mo Qian's face turning red and green, with a furious expression.

He swaggered away without looking back!

Mo Mo was full of anger, but could only watch Lin Fan leave, with nowhere to vent, he stomped his feet in frustration, steam practically coming out of his head.

"Brother! It's all your fault! Why did you give the General Token to him? Look at him now, acting like he's lording over us! I'd rather be killed by the rebel army than see Lin Fan's face!"

"Bullshit!"

Mo Qian shouted angrily, glaring at Mo Mo.

"If you want to die, go die, don't drag me down with you."

Mo Mo's cheeks twitched slightly, pouting, burying his head and saying no more.

"However, this is indeed not a solution, we need to find a way to take back the General Token."

Mo Qian muttered to himself, half-closed his eyes, staring at Lin Fan's back, his brows furrowed, deep in thought.

...

The next morning.

The army assembled!

But this time, standing in front of everyone was Lin Fan.

Mo Ningxiang and Diwu Yun'er stood on his left and right.

After yesterday's tally, the army lost nearly four hundred thousand soldiers.

The death toll and injuries greatly exceeded expectations.

"Lin Fan, assembly complete!"

Mo Mo yelled without reservation, his tone was extremely aggressive.

Lin Fan ignored him, rolling his eyes.

Mo Mo's throat moved, making a click sound.

"The army assembly is complete!"

This time, Lin Fan raised an eyebrow, but asked Mo Ningxiang, "Princess, did you hear anything?"

"What sound?" Mo Ningxiang looked puzzled, glancing at Mo Mo whose face was purple.

"Dog barking, so noisy."

Lin Fan looked disdainful, glancing around, deliberately ignoring Mo Mo's presence, treating him like air, with complete indifference.

Diwu Yun'er and Mo Ningxiang paused for a moment, then looked at Mo Mo and burst into laughter.

"You!"

"Listen, listen, the dog is barking again!"

"Lin Fan!"

"What did you call me?"

Lin Fan suddenly turned around, glaring ferociously at Mo Mo.

"There are laws for the country, and discipline for the army. Are you looking for a beating?!"

Mo Mo's cheeks twitched, breathing heavily.

After a long time.

He took a deep breath, gritting his teeth.

"General, assembly complete."

Mo Mo reported reluctantly, his face full of unwillingness.

"Got it, step back."

Lin Fan secretly chuckled, commanding bluntly.

Mo Mo gritted his teeth in hate, but dared not confront publicly, swallowing his anger.

As Mo Mo retreated, Mo Qian came up.

He cupped his hands and slightly bowed.

"General, it's already late, please give the order to attack."

"Attack? What attack?"

Lin Fan asked cockily, tilting his head.

Mo Qian was taken aback.

"Didn't the general say yesterday we must take the outpost today? Taking advantage of the dawn, a surprise attack would surely win a great victory."

"Oh, you mean to charge straight in?"

"Exactly!"

Lin Fan's expression suddenly turned grim, shouting angrily.

"Mo Qian! What are your intentions?! Are the souls of twenty thousand soldiers not enough?! How many brothers do you intend to sacrifice?!"

After a pause, Lin Fan switched to a cold tone.

"I'm beginning to suspect your ties with the Shennong Clan."

Mo Qian's expression changed drastically, shocked!

He hurriedly knelt with one knee, explaining with cupped fists.

"General, I, I didn't mean that!"

"That's enough."

Lin Fan's face suddenly broke into a mischievous grin, winking at Mo Qian.

Mo Qian then realized he was fooled!

Lin Fan's anger was feigned, just to see Mo Qian's flustered look.

"Rise. I also believe Mo Qian the general is not like that."

Mo Qian had a sullen face, silent, slowly standing.

"As for the attack... there's no rush. Today, let the army have a good rest, attacking Wentian City another day will require a lot of energy and stamina."

"Rest? But... weren't we attacking the outpost?"

"Hmph! Such a small outpost can't possibly need sixty thousand troops, that's overkill."

"Then General..."

"Shh, it's confidential!"

Lin Fan interrupted Mo Qian's inquiry, speaking mysteriously.

"Today, you two stay at camp and rest well, don't go. Relax with the men, of course, you have a task too, protect the Princess."

"General, are you going alone?" Mo Qian widened his eyes, extremely surprised.

"Nonsense! Select an elite team of one hundred people for me."

"One hundred people?!" Mo Mo exclaimed in disbelief, his face changing sharply. "Lin Fan, you're too overconfident! We couldn't take it down with an army of millions, is this a joke?! The outpost is small, but it's heavily guarded by tens of thousands, and the terrain is easy to defend and hard to attack. What can one hundred people do? This is just a suicide mission!"

Lin Fan sharply looked at Mo Mo, his eyes cold as an ice cave, chilling to the bone.

Mo Mo couldn't help but shiver.

"None of your business."

Four words, spoken without hesitation.

Leaving Mo Qian and Mo Mo staring at each other, speechless.

Leaving Mo Ningxiang and Diwu Yun'er unable to suppress smiles, though they didn't know what Lin Fan was planning, they believed that Lin Fan must have a reason for saying so.

Even if he fails, it won't cause large-scale loss.

Sixty thousand troops watching as Lin Fan with a hundred-person elite team left.

Everyone was baffled, not knowing what Lin Fan intended to do.

One hundred people, a drop in the bucket in the midst of an army.

A mouthful of spit from each person could drown them.

This trip, likely to be one of no return.

One can't help but sigh.

...

The outpost.

Like a gate embedded between two mountain ranges, connecting them, forming a blocking barrier.

Two soldiers climbed high to look far.

The mountains on both sides towering into the clouds, a wide flat land stretches ahead.

Desolate and uninhabited.

"Strange, why haven't the Xuan Clan soldiers attacked again?"

"Hmph! Likely scared! Yesterday, their million troops attacked, were smashed by our mere fifty thousand until they had no strength left to fight back, fleeing pitifully. Where would they dare to come now!"

"True, probably beaten badly again!"

"Hahaha! Well said!"

Two Shennong Clan soldiers chatted, holding Long Spears, patrolling back and forth.

However, the space ahead was empty, not even a ghost, causing them to feel somewhat bored, relaxing their vigilance slightly.

Yesterday's great victory had greatly boosted their confidence!

As long as they're in the outpost, not facing the enemy directly, they could remain fearless regardless of how many come.

The natural terrain gave them every advantage!

Time, place, and human harmony.

They were certain the Xuan Clan couldn't possibly take the outpost.

"I'm going to take a leak!"

"Alright, I'll hold your weapon, go ahead!" 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

One soldier hurriedly ran to a corner, aimed at the mountain wall, and started to relieve himself.

Relaxed and easeful.

Another day of idling.

He hummed a little tune, looking around.

Drip.

A drop of water landed on his head.

Huh?

It's raining?

The soldier was a bit confused, this weather changed quick, really annoying!

He frustratingly looked up along the mountain wall, gazing at the sky.

Suddenly!

He was speechless, dumbstruck.

And forgot to pull up his pants!

In a swirling fog.

A few small black dots grew larger, rushing in!

His pupils gradually enlarged, mind blank.

Thump thump thump!

Several figures landed beside him, scaring him enough to halt his relief!