Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1152 - 309: The Number One General of the Desert

Chapter 1152: Chapter 309: The Number One General of the Desert

Staff Chief General Ping Tuo shook his head vigorously on the side, speechless.

In fact, it wasn’t just His Highness the Prince who had this problem; the expressions of discontent were also evident among the Beamon generals from various legions. As a result, everyone had forgotten one thing: these two battalions were actually made up of irregular followers!

Counting all the shamans in the Bimon Kingdom, the one most qualified to be arrogant, Lord Mourinho, had at most a hundred followers. Ordinary Shaman Wei An and Scepter Shamans usually maintained only a few followers, and most shamans had at most ten to twenty followers, for whom having one or two strong warrior breeds was cause for jubilation. But here was the Shaman of Divine Songs, who managed to pull together more than two battalions, with naval, land, and air forces all complete and consisting solely of main combat races. The generals of the "God of War’s Whip" were green with envy. It was a mystery how he managed to feed so many mouths on that great wilderness, let alone satisfy such a massive demand for steel for their equipment.

"What a waste of such fine warriors! If it were up to me to lead them, they would certainly be an invincible elite force!" Prince Kahn turned his head away, not wanting to look any longer. The sight of such majestic Bimon warriors being just a rabble infuriated him.

"Who says they wouldn’t be an invincible elite force under my command?" Liu Zhenhan finished his last bite of Immortal Fruit and tossed it away: "Isn’t it just arranging formations? As long as my warriors can form the perfect tortoise formation, that’s enough. Our Bimon warriors don’t necessarily need to learn the rigid formations of human pikemen."

"Your Highness and the guard moved quite quickly, hacking through cacti just a while ago, ’whoosh’ and now you are here," a Fawkes staff officer smiled at Liu Zhenhan, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere.

"Five kilometers of armed cross-country is just a basic exercise back in the days of the Feilengcui militia," Liu Zhenhan laughed heartily, his tone slightly mocking: "Did you hear what I said? Basic exercise! My militia strap on sandbags and carry logs for heavy cross-country every day!"

"I know the saying ’a good general is not without good soldiers’; I apologize, Your Highness," Prince Kahn’s face lightened as he nodded to the veteran scoundrel: "However... I really don’t want our troops and Your Highness’s soldiers to be together. Such a lax attitude could set a bad example for our other Bimon warriors! After all, not all soldiers of the expeditionary force might have the quality of Feilengcui’s Summer Palace guards! Here’s a task for you: Please help me to scout out that ancient city ruins."

"Are there ambush forces from the enemy there?" Liu Zhenhan spit out the pit of the fruit, turning to gaze at the half-buried ancient city ruins to his right, darkened by the wind and sand.

"Judging from the assessment of our Aerial Scouts, the Mulan army numbers around forty thousand men. If one or two battalions were pulled away, I believe our Scouts would not notice. If an ambush force were to surge from that position, it would certainly be aimed at our weak right flank, and the consequences would be unthinkable!" Prince Kahn’s expression was grave.

"Your Highness, that’s easy..." Liu Zhenhan said, puzzled: "Couldn’t you just send the aerial cavalry there to land and take a closer look?"

"I’ve already sent Biao warriors to inspect it; there are no ambush forces around the ancient city ruins. But the ruins are very strange, as if laden with a strong attraction. The Biao warriors managed to land and conduct a thorough inspection, yet found it void of anyone, without any irregularities," Prince Lionheart chuckled: "However, I always have the feeling that something isn’t quite right with these ruins! Your Highness, I hope you won’t laugh, but I always like to rely on my instincts on the battlefield. So I must trouble you to take a look yourself!"

"Attraction? That’s strange! Alright, I’m very willing to serve you!" Liu Zhenhan saluted Prince Lionheart while touching his forehead.

Seeing the Shaman of Divine Songs beckoning his followers to swarm toward the ancient city ruins, Staff Chief General Ping Tuo looked puzzledly at his commander, his gaze questioning.

"Do you want to ask why I am sending away this strong army?" Prince Kahn continued to observe the Mulan army through the bronze surveillance device, not even lifting his head to ask his staff chief.

"It seems a pity. Look, even Newton’s Aerial Cavalry is starting to leave with Lord Richard! Hey, these loyal fellows! Since the military force of the Shaman of Divine Songs is so powerful, why don’t you put it to good use, Your Highness?" Staff Chief General Ping Tuo shielded his eyes from the scorching sun, looking up at the sky.

"Don’t take that Highness for a fool! He’s not a Tauren, he won’t be cannon fodder, and he won’t do it to his death!" Prince Kahn’s smile was mostly concealed by the bronze apparatus: "He has already reminded me that he is a Shaman, and his army is the guard of the God of War’s Summer Palace. Who are we to command him into battle? I just couldn’t stand his sloppiness anymore. His soldiers have become accustomed to such a leisurely atmosphere, but our other Bimon warriors can’t. It would dampen morale! I had no choice but to send him away first!"

"In fact, we never really counted on his army at all; it’s an unexpected additional force! Hehe... And to tell you the truth, it’s impressive that this Highness can actually support so many soldiers!" General Ping Tuo also laughed.