Mo Qian's expression suddenly turned anxious.
Judging by his subordinate's deanor, sothing significant seed to have happened.
Could it be... was Lin Fan actually right?! Is he truly capable of foresight?!
Or perhaps...
He twitched his left eye, emitting a cold and sharp gaze.
He had been through countless battles without defeat, whereas Lin Fan had no hands-on combat experience yet could accurately predict events.
Mo Qian found it hard to maintain his composure.
After all, if they were truly ambushed and suffered a complete defeat, this battle would tarnish his undefeated record and might even lead to punishnt from Mo Chen, stripping him of his position as General.
Multiple thoughts bounced around in his mind, leaving him montarily at a loss for a decision.
Mo Qian was suddenly furious, like a raging beast.
"Speak quickly! What happened?!"
A roar burst forth, overwhelming the soldier who ca to report, terrifying him to the point of shaking.
"It's... it is..."
Having just run all the way here, out of breath and not yet caught up, the soldier was frightened by Mo Qian's explosive anger. Already panting heavily, he was tongue-tied and stamred repeatedly.
Mo Qian was infuriated!
He was consud with rage!
Was this soldier embarrassing him in front of others?!
Knowing nothing, as dumb as a donkey!
As the commander of the army, he was being lectured by Lin Fan and now being made a fool of by this soldier!
Unbelievable!
Bang!
He stepped forward and swung his hand to hit!
The soldier spun like a top, revolving five tis in place!
When he stopped, his eyes were rolled back, frothing at the mouth, and he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
"Useless! Absolutely useless! Not a single one of you is worth anything! Can anyone tell what the hell is going on?!"
However.
Lin Fan let out a cold laugh.
Contemptuous, disdainful, scornful.
"You, why are you laughing?!"
Mo Qian's gaze was unsteady and panicked, completely different from the composed self he was monts ago.
"Is General Mo Qian avoiding the issue?"
Mo Qian quivered, as though pierced by a thousand arrows. It felt like Lin Fan had x-ray vision, seeing right through his thoughts.
Indeed.
His rage, his outbursts, his brutality.
They were all hiding his sha and panic.
If the word 'ambush' really popped out of the soldier's mouth, he wouldn't know where to put his face.
But...
Not listening doesn't an the event hasn't occurred.
Of course, it doesn't!
"Nonsense! What am I avoiding?! What do I have to avoid?!"
"Then what does this an?"
Lin Fan pointed at the unconscious soldier on the ground, interrogating his soul.
"I... I..." Mo Qian clearly couldn't find words to cover up and explain, his face flushed bright red.
Mo Mo saw his brother Mo Qian at a disadvantage, speechless under Lin Fan's words, and quickly chid in with an angry shout.
"How we discipline our people is none of your damn business! What kind of garbage are you?! Just a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor trash, wait until you advance to our realm to speak, though I fear there's no hope for you in this lifeti!"
"Whether there's hope for , I don't know."
Lin Fan's ear twitched, speaking while turning his head back.
Diwu Yun'er was rushing over.
He squinted, his expression grave.
"But if you don't act soon, then you really have no hope."
Leaving these words, he strode towards Diwu Yun'er.
Mo Qian and Mo Mo glanced at each other, dumbfounded. What did those words an?
"What?!" Lin Fan's voice was steady.
"Soone ambushed us."
"Hmph, they really ca."
"You knew?" Diwu Yun'er was surprised; Lin Fan seed to have foresight.
"Didn't know, just guessed."
Diwu Yun'er blinked her innocent big eyes, bewildered as she looked at Lin Fan, then over his shoulder at the dumbstruck Mo Qian and Mo Mo nearby — her words had already reached their ears.
"What about the Princess?" Lin Fan hurriedly asked.
"Surrounded, but temporarily not in danger. The surrounding soldiers are protecting her. However, we must hurry, the Shennong Clan's offensive is fierce."
"No ti to lose, let's go!"
Lin Fan furrowed his brows, his voice sharp.
After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped, turned back, and rebuked Mo Qian and Mo Mo, who were standing dumbfounded.
"What are you two dawdling for?! Hurry up and catch up!"
"Huh?" The two were still in a daze.
"Hmph, do you need the whole army to perish before you believe it? Do whatever you want! Believe it or not! When Mo Clan Leader asks, I'll report truthfully."
With that said.
Lin Fan and Diwu Yun'er vanished in an instant.
Mo Qian and Mo Mo exchanged an awkward glance, their faces stiff, halfway between a smile and a grimace.
No choice, reluctantly.
Even if they held onto Mo Yunsheng, he had yet to beco the Xuan Clan Leader.
The current Xuan Clan was still under Mo Chen's command.
If sothing happened to the little princess, not only would Lin Fan be in trouble, but they might also be held accountable.
Anyway, they were all in this together.
To stay alive, they had to temporarily set aside their grudges.
...
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
The clash of tal, sparks flying!
Short weapons engagent, on the verge of explosion!
"Brothers, don't be afraid!"
"These bastards are already surrounded by us!"
"Kill them all! Make them regret coming here! Leave no one alive!"
A stout man with a face full of ferocity, swinging a glaringly bright broadsword, roared like a wild beast!
"Defend the Shennong Clan! Swear not to retreat!"
"Defend the Shennong Clan! Swear not to retreat!"
Under his lead.
Chants echoed through the sky, deafening.
The forest made a rustling sound, as if sothing was brushing against the low shrubbery.
In an instant!
A large group of soldiers in similarly coarse clothes, wielding various weapons, charged out.
Their eyes blood-red, vicious and heinous.
A murderous aura perated the air!
Each face was a willingness to face death!
When Lin Fan, Diwu Yun'er, Mo Qian, and Mo Mo arrived.
The flas of war were flying, and the two armies had already started to engage!
Moreover.
The Xuan Clan was clearly unprepared, at a disadvantage.
They were being slaughtered, dropping their helts and running in panic, disoriented!
The battle situation was extrely grim.
The Xuan Clan soldiers were caught off guard, many still sitting on the ground resting, killed before they could even pick up a weapon.
So held onto their weapons, just about to get up, only to be stabbed, the knife going in white and coming out red.
In less than three breaths.
Rivers of blood, corpses strewn across the field!
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"
Mo Mo was furious!
His eyes bulged as if they were going to pop out of their sockets.
He was jumping anxiously, yet like a headless chicken, unsure of what to do!
All he could do was watch the troops being scattered, in disarray.
"What's the use of worrying now? My earlier advice was treated like trash."
Lin Fan sneered sarcastically. Worthless fool! Great at talking big, hopeless when it cos to real action! Absolutely useless.
"Yun'er, find the whereabouts of the little princess!"
"Okay!"
"You two!" Lin Fan was no longer polite to Mo Qian and Mo Mo; with an imminent threat, there was no ti for etiquette! "Stop standing there! Quickly gather the soldiers, prepare to counterattack! Push back this wave of assault! They shouldn't have many in number, only prepared for one attack, withstand this wave and we'll be safe! Do you hear?!"
Lin Fan saw the two still in a daze, jumping in fury.
The two were startled, hurriedly nodding.
With those words ending!
Lin Fan's figure moved in an instant, disappearing into the crowd.
Followed by two screams!
Lin Fan was seen lifting a Shennong Clan soldier in each hand, smashing them heavily to the ground.
"Brother!"
Mo Mo was unhappy, displeased, dissatisfied!
He looked at Mo Qian.
"First repel the enemy army, we'll discuss everything else later."
Mo Qian regained his composure.
He emphasized the words "everything else" heavily.
A gleam flickered in the corner of his eye, mixed with a sinister cunning.
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