"Alas, they are all a bunch of useless people!"
Ling Mo lay on the couch, looking at Xu Jian who was kneeling on the ground below.
Just now, Xu Jian reported the current situation to him.
The kings of several cities are asking Diancheng for help.
After Ning Fan successively captured Wangchun City and Luoyue City, many people felt the crisis.
Xu Jiang stopped, but the reinforcements from the lower city that he had been waiting for began to move.
After Wangchun City, there are those cities that clearly stand on the side of Diancheng.
And these cities also heard that Ning Fan led an army of two million.
Without the support of Diancheng, they would not be able to hold on.
Besides, Zhou Xing has already declared war on Diancheng on behalf of Ning Fan.
Anyone who wants to wade into this muddy water should think carefully beforehand.
Therefore, in the past two days, Xu Jian received many requests for help from cities.
Their meanings are quite consistent.
They can hold on, but Diancheng can't let them lose hope.
After Xu Jian sorted out the information, he reported it to Ling Mo.
However, Ling Mo's attitude was quite peaceful.
There was no displeasure or nervousness. Instead, it was as if he had heard something insignificant and he just sighed slightly.
Xu Jian was not sure whether Ling Mo's "unable to do any important work" meant that he was still the king of those cities.
Or maybe, both.
However, even though he knew that these words must contain some contempt for himself, Xu Jian still did not dare to show any dissatisfaction, but instead lowered his body even more.
"Zhou Xing of Wangchun City has made his position clear, and I also heard that he is secretly contacting some..."
Xu Jian paused, then completed the rest of his sentence: "A force with malicious intent towards Diancheng."
Ling Mo still didn't react much after hearing this.
Xu Jian couldn't help but remind him, "Emperor Ling, do we need to be more vigilant?"
"Be wary of what?"
Ling Mo raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Those cowards?"
Xu Jian was silent.
Ling Mo added, "Diancheng has always been here. If they wanted to resist us, they should have come a long time ago."
"The reason they have been hiding in the dark is, on the one hand, because they feel they are not strong enough."
"On the other hand, they are too cowardly."
"What cowards love most is to stick together. They always think that having someone to rely on will bolster their needle-sized courage."
"But the reality is, even if a lot of cowards get together, they won't become warriors."
"But they are a bunch of cowards."
Seeing Ling Mo's disdain, Xu Jian continued, "But those people from the lower city..."
"You also said that they are from the lower city."
Ling Mo interrupted Xu Jian: "They are under our feet. They were like that before, and they are still like that now."
"Two million troops, that sounds... scary."
As he spoke, Ling Mo's mood finally changed.
Xu Jian saw cruelty and excitement in his eyes.
"These two million people sound... too intimidating."
Ling Mo patted his knees and said calmly, "I can't sleep if I don't break them up..."
Xu Jian frowned.
"Are you planning to... send troops?"
Ling Mo stopped what he was doing.
The displeasure and disgust on his face were not hidden at all.
"Your stupidity is annoying me."
Xu Jian was startled and quickly pressed his upper body to the ground, not daring to look up at Ling Mo.
"I am an old and stupid slave, please..."
"No need to explain, I didn't mean to kill you."
Ling Mo seemed to be a little emotional: "I really miss the time when the teacher was around!"
"He once taught me that victory without sacrificing a single soldier is the best way of the soldiers!"
…
"City Lord Chen, you are too polite."
Ning Fan looked at the table full of delicacies from land and sea, smiled and expressed his gratitude to Chen Xin in front of him.
“Of course I should, of course I should!”
Chen Xin completed the identity transformation almost seamlessly. A few days ago, he was fighting with his elder brother for the throne, but now he can play the role of a lackey in front of Ning Fan very well.
It's very simple. Chen Xin knows that once Ning Fan can take over Diancheng, his stage will not be as simple as Luoyue City.
At the same time, Chen Xin was also very clear that if he kept lowering himself, he would not be able to gain a high status in Ning Fan's heart.
So what was the reason why he did this?
Sense of presence.
Chen Xin now has too few chips in his hand, so he cannot demonstrate his value in a short period of time.
What he was worried about was that one day, when he had the opportunity to show his talent, Ning Fan would not remember him.
Therefore, Chen Xin needed to shamelessly stay around Ning Fan, leave a deep enough impression on him, and then wait for an opportunity of his own.
Just as Ning Fan commented on him, he was indeed a very ambitious man.
Chen Xin did not deliberately mention the girls he had presented.
He just needs to express his feelings. This kind of thing is tacitly understood.
"Mr. Ning, City Lord Zhou seems to be very busy lately."
To be honest, Chen Xin was very envious of Zhou Xing's busy appearance.
Being busy means being valued.
Chen Xin is not afraid of being tired, but only afraid of not having opportunities.
"What does City Lord Chen want to say?"
Ning Fan sat at the table, picking up some food while asking softly.
Chen Xin smiled and said, "Mr. Ning, my father has also carefully trained me. Compared to City Lord Zhou, I am definitely a little inferior, but I think I should be able to assist City Lord Zhou."
Seeing Ning Fan look up, Chen Xin quickly added, "Mr. Ning, I'm not trying to steal your credit by saying this. I'm just doing my best to help you share your worries!"
Ning Fan certainly knew what Chen Xin was thinking.
To be honest, Chen Xin is a bit clever, but trying to play tricks in front of Ning Fan is indeed a bit immature.
Now, little York has not arrived in Luoyue City yet.
Otherwise, Ning Fan would have given Chen Xin to little York to play with.
Just when he was about to make a casual remark to him, the phone on the table rang.
The person who called was Luo Xiu.
Luo Xiu was arranged by Ning Fan to stay in Jinfeng City, to be in charge of the rear.
Based on Ning Fan's understanding of Luo Xiu, he would rarely contact him unless he encountered any major problems.
only……
What will happen in Jinfeng City?
Ning Fan answered the phone with a little confusion.
"Brother Fan."
Luo Xiu didn't exchange any pleasantries: "Something happened in the lower city."
Ning Fan's eyes fixed.
Downtown?
Luo Xiu didn't keep anyone in suspense.
"A large-scale miasma outbreak has occurred in the southwest of Area A and the northeast of Area B!"
"This news is still under wraps, but I estimate..."
"I guess we can't keep it secret for too long!"
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