Chapter 1576 - 792: Contest!

Chapter 1576: Chapter 792: Contest!

If Lin Beichen intends to have them infiltrate the enemy ranks and deliver a fatal blow when the fighting begins, then naturally they should not reveal their identities.

However, Lin Beichen felt that doing so might be risky. In reality, even if the Wolf Fang Mercenaries exert their strength, the effect wouldn’t be significantly different.

As a result, Lin Beichen did not answer Elder Qian’s question, but instead looked at Li Kui and Tyson nearby, and asked with a smile, "Do you two not want to return to the Wolf Fang Mercenaries and want to join the Phoenix Mercenary Corps instead?"

Witnessing this scene, Lin Beichen naturally understood how they managed to mingle in the Phoenix Mercenary Corps Base.

After Lin Beichen uttered these words, Elder Qian and Chen Bing were instantly filled with confusion, unable to hide the shock in their eyes.

"Brother Lin, how could that be!" Li Kui and Tyson hurriedly exclaimed.

"You... know each other?" Both Old Qian and Chen Bing were not fools, especially Old Qian, who upon hearing Li Kui and Tyson call Lin Beichen "Brother Lin", instantly recalled in his mind the "Brother Lin" they mentioned earlier.

"So the Brother Lin you’ve been talking about all along is him." Old Qian’s face turned extremely unpleasant, as if he swallowed a few nauseating headless flies.

Meanwhile, Chen Bing wasn’t doing much better. After all, Tyson was someone he personally brought back to the base.

"Tyson, why did you deceive me?" Chen Bing stubbornly asked, seeking clarity.

Tyson scratched his head, appearing a bit embarrassed: "I had no choice at the time."

"Brother Lin, back then..." Tyson was about to explain.

"Enough, there’s no need to say more." Chen Bing interrupted him, knowing that listening further would only fuel his anger. What he wanted now was to understand why they did this, what outcome were they aiming for.

Thus, he fixed his eyes on Lin Beichen and asked in a deep voice: "What is the purpose of all this?"

Now that the situation was fully exposed, there was no point in hiding anything.

Lin Beichen stated candidly: "We’re obviously doing it for ourselves, to expand our base, which is why we’ve set our sights on your base."

"Humph, even if you have more people and superior weapons, our Phoenix Mercenary Corps is not a soft target to be bullied around." The quick-tempered Old Qian responded gruffly. Not only was he tricked, but this person even dared to covet their base, it’s just too outrageous.

"Hehe." Lin Beichen chuckled lightly and casually said, "That’s why we’ve come to negotiate, otherwise we would have attacked directly long ago."

Captain Qian and Chen Bing were taken aback, feeling that although Lin Beichen’s words were harsh, they were not without truth.

In the Golden Triangle, a place where the strong prey on the weak, their Phoenix Mercenary Corps had also wiped out others’ bases disregarding their wishes for profit. Here, weakness in itself is a crime.

"Handing over the base is out of the question." Chen Bing coldly tossed this remark, followed by a resentful look at Tyson and Li Kui.

This base cost them much effort, manpower, and resources over a long time to grow into such a large scale. To easily give it to Lin Beichen and his people, not only would the high-ranking leaders disagree, but even their subordinates wouldn’t consent.

Lin Beichen naturally knew that just like this, it was impossible for them to hand over the base. So he continued: "You can choose not to give it up, then we’ll naturally try to take it."

"Besides surrendering the base, there’s another option, and that’s to join us."

"This way, the base will still be managed by you."

"If neither of these options is acceptable to you, then there’s only one path left: war."

Lin Beichen spoke nonchalantly, seeming completely unconcerned about the potential losses of war.

In truth, what they didn’t know was that Lin Beichen was indeed quite concerned about losses. They mistakenly believed that Lin Beichen’s forces were comparable in number to theirs, so if war broke out, both sides would fight till they’re mutually devastated. But Lin Beichen knew in his heart that dealing with the Phoenix Mercenary Corps would only cost them very little, even if the numbers were equal.

After all, the people aren’t the same!

Just Zhao Ligeng and Lin Beichen alone are probably capable of handling dozens of people.

The reason Lin Beichen chose to negotiate is because he wanted to avoid any losses. But if the Phoenix Mercenary Corps doesn’t play smart, then he’ll have no choice but to endure a small sacrifice.

In combat, wishing for no losses is impossible, especially when fighting an enemy with numbers and weapons comparable to yours.

No matter how skilled Lin Beichen is, he isn’t a god. He can only try his best to kill the enemy and make them collapse quickly, thereby minimizing his losses.

"Aren’t you afraid of mutual destruction?" Chen Bing complained indignantly, "Our Phoenix Mercenary Corps doesn’t have much fewer people than yours, nor is our equipment inferior."

Chen Bing simply couldn’t understand why Lin Beichen was so confident, feeling like wiping them out was just an easy task for him. Or perhaps he’s a madman? Someone who doesn’t care about the life and death of his comrades?

Then how could someone like that have so many willing followers calling him boss?

Chen Bing pondered in confusion.

"You’re right, but you’re neglecting one crucial factor — the people aren’t the same." In order to reduce losses, Lin Beichen didn’t mind spending a little more words talking to them.

Li Kui seemed to have understood Lin Beichen’s intentions, in fact, he also didn’t wish to fight them. Not because he feared death, but for many other reasons.