Chapter 2315
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"You can stop pretending," Mason blocked Mofan's path.
Mofan frowned. He glanced at the rugged man.
"I'm not a complete idiot. Your strength shouldn't be something a soldier of the Federation Army should have," Mason said confidently.
"Anyone would be able to tell unless they were blind," Mofan said.
"Who are you?" Lt. Col. Mason demanded.
Mofan did not expect Mason to ask the question at a time like this. He might be slow to react, but he was not completely retarded.
Mason was indeed a good cover. The conductor and the Wolf Chief had yet to discover their presence.
However, Mason should have realized something was not right as they continued to display their strength.
"You don't have to tell me, I already guessed it. You said you were students of the Aorus Sacred Institute's branch in Lerner City, so it's impossible to fake your school badge, "Lt. Colonel Mason explained.
"Just say what you want to say," Mofan said impatiently.
"Everyone says the Federation has received the Aorus Sacred Institute's support. Some students of the Aorus Sacred Institute should have joined the war too, "Lt. Colonel Mason said.
Mofan was surprised.
He did not expect Mason to be able to figure it out.
On the surface, they had indeed joined the Federation as the Aorus Sacred Institute's foreign aid.
"So, you aren't from some random school. You are from the Aorus Sacred Institute, right?" Lt. Colonel Mason said confidently.
In terms of strength, only the students of the Aorus Sacred Institute were capable of such a feat.
"I always thought you looked like a chimpanzee, but your intelligence was an insult to chimpanzees. It seems like that's not the case now, "Mofan said.
"HAHAHAHA! I was right! "Mason burst out laughing.
"Bring Zonar's head back with you. Tell them you killed him," Mofan said to Mason.
There was no need to keep it a secret since Mason already knew the truth.
"The Federation will send someone stronger after us," Lt. Colonel Mason said.
"It's fine. No matter who they send, they'll still die," Mofan said confidently.
"That's all I need to hear!" Mason trusted Mofan very much now.
Mofan glanced into the distance and found that the plant sentry tower that was constantly blowing tornadoes in all directions had already collapsed.
It seemed that Zhao Manyan was a good leader. He had already led more than 200 Barbarian Bull Cavalrymen to complete the mission.
"By the way, what did you offer as a tribute? Did you really tie the Hillmen under a tree?" Lt. Colonel Mason suddenly asked in a mysterious tone.
"What tribute?" Mofan was confused.
"I heard that the Aorus Sacred Institute has a secret technique that allows you to summon the clone of a god's soul through a petition. The famous Venomous Insect Shamans also petitioned the Insect God to obtain a powerful physique. Didn't you get the power from Forneus' clone? How else would you be able to Summon such a powerful Commander-level Wolf with the Dimensional Summoning? "Lt. Colonel Mason said.
Lt. Colonel Mason's voice was getting softer. He noticed that Mofan was wearing a strange expression.
How should he describe it? It felt like he had just swallowed half a kilogram of dynamite and was about to explode.
"Buddha my ass! Why do you keep talking about Buddha all the time? You don't even care if the others can take it or not!" Mofan snarled.
…
Zhao Manyan and the Barbarian Bull Cavalrymen regrouped after they left the battlefield with Lt. Colonel Mason.
At this time, a deafening sound suddenly came from both sides, and the messy rainforest swamp trembled.
"It's the Crusaders. It seems like we've won the battle at the outer perimeter!" Lt. Colonel Mason blurted out excitedly.
Lt. Colonel Mason could finally be rewarded after winning the battle at the outer perimeter, especially since he was holding the head of a local general, Zona, in his hand!
As Lt. Colonel Mason thought, figures in blue uniforms soon passed them from both sides. There were so many of them that they looked like two rolling rivers.
They were crossing the outer perimeter. It was obvious that they were going to clash with the enemy in the woods around three kilometers ahead.
The freelance Mages and the Barbarian Bull Cavalrymen had suffered serious casualties, but they had also completed their mission. The charge was over, and the two armies were about to clash. It was time for them to withdraw and treat their injuries.
…
There were initially more than a thousand freelance Mages and four hundred Barbarian Bull Cavalrymen, but only around two hundred freelance Mages and two hundred Barbarian Bull Cavalrymen were left.
"Did the guy with the nose ring come back alive?" Mofan asked after looking around.
"He died under the watchtower. His body was too broken, so I didn't bring him back. His nose ring fell beside me, so I picked it up. Do you need it, sir?" a soldier asked.
"Oh, just bury it in the mud. I was just asking," Mofan said.
The guy with the nose ring was only an average fighter. He was only a third-level Basic Mage.
It was unlikely that someone like him would survive the battle. Mofan, Zhao Manyan, and Mubai might be stronger than the enemies they had encountered recently, but the battle was too chaotic for them to protect anyone.
They could only leave it up to fate.
Captain Benson had survived the battle. Mubai had healed him with a few insects. He was full of energy again.
"Lt. Colonel Mason, you should give the captain a share of the rewards. He almost died," Mofan reminded Lt. Colonel Mason.
"Of course, I'm not going to keep the rewards to myself," Lt. Colonel Mason patted his chest.
The two armies were still in the middle of a battle. It would be foolish to claim the rewards now. He should at least wait until the battle was over.
…
The sky gradually darkened. The rain did not stop.
The whistling of spells in the distance did not stop. The light of spells spread across the sky like colorful fireworks in the night sky. It was quite a shocking sight.
"Why are you still hiding here? Don't you know we need reinforcements right now!?" a man in a general's uniform yelled when he walked past the tents.
Lt. Colonel Mason was given a great fright. He did not expect the man to be a general.
"General, we have just retreated from the frontline. We are recovering from our injuries and recovering our energy," Lt. Colonel Mason quickly reported.
"Frontline? Which army are you from? "the general with wrinkles on his face demanded.
"Freelance Mages and Savage Bull Riders. I am Lt. Colonel Mason," Lt. Colonel Mason straightened his back and answered in a trembling voice.
"Oh, you … well done," the general with wrinkles was startled, but he quickly corrected himself.
After saying this, the wrinkled general patrolled the barracks next door.
The army next door was another vanguard. They had suffered great losses, too.
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