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Chapter 639 What if a blind cat stumbles upon a dead mouse and wins? (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)
Everyone in the tent was shocked. The generals looked at each other, thinking that Sergei was really grasping at straws in his desperation, saying such things in order to win over the powerful.

But it must be said that this is indeed a method.

Li Chen was also slightly taken aback, but then he was secretly delighted. This was like a pillow for someone who was sleepy!
He pretended to ponder for a moment before slowly saying, "It is fate that we met. Although your aptitude is ordinary, your heart is set on the Dao. So be it, I will temporarily accept you as a disciple."

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!" Sergei was overjoyed and quickly kowtowed in gratitude.

Li Chen accepted it calmly. He knew that being a strategist meant serving him, and the relationship was not reliable; but being a mentor meant a superior position, and Sergei had to respectfully obey him, which would be more conducive to his later control of the army and intelligence gathering.

No one in the tent dared to raise any objection to Master Urge's acceptance of a disciple.

Whether it was the seasoned generals or the shaman accompanying the army, they could clearly feel the unfathomable and chilling aura emanating from this mysterious shaman.

They secretly guessed that Master Urge's strength had probably already reached the legendary level.

That divine, saintly level they had only heard of in ancient songs and vague records.

Of course, this was just their awe and speculation; no one dared to actually ask.

Since Li Chen had accepted this nominal disciple under the identity of Urge, he planned to make the performance as convincing as possible.

He gestured for Sergei to follow him to a relatively open area in the military camp.

Under the awe-inspiring gazes of the crowd, Li Chen began to "instruct" Sergei.

He did not teach any profound secrets, but instead demonstrated a few of the most basic shamanic incantations.

Examples include condensing a small ball of ice crystals, making a faint communication with nearby snow sprites, or drawing a simple protective rune.

However, these most basic skills, when used by Li Chen, possess a magical quality that transforms the ordinary into the extraordinary.

As the incantation was chanted, the icy energy of heaven and earth was at his command, and the condensed ice crystals were crystal clear and dazzling, like works of art. The communication with the spirits was smooth and natural, like old friends talking.

The simple protective runes were even more dazzling, radiating a stable energy fluctuation far exceeding their complexity.

Li Chen casually tossed a few bottles of pills to Sergei. As soon as the stoppers were opened, a rich and pure medicinal fragrance filled the air, invigorating anyone who smelled it; clearly, they were the finest of the finest.

The accompanying shaman stared wide-eyed, breathing rapidly, his face filled with disbelief and extreme envy.

A general standing nearby asked him curiously in a low voice, "Master, what's going on?"

The accompanying wizard's voice trembled with excitement as he whispered, "Incredible skill! Truly incredible skill! Although Master Urg demonstrated only the most basic spells, his understanding and control of the forces of nature has reached an unbelievable level!"

This is no longer using power, but dancing with power! And those pills, look at their quality and potency. In our tribe, probably only the high priest can occasionally obtain one or two, but Master Urg just casually bestowed so many!

To be able to become a disciple of such a powerful figure is an incredible stroke of luck!

He naturally assumed that it was only natural for a master to start from the basics, as a solid foundation was essential for going further. Little did he know that this "Master Urge" had pretty much nothing more to say about shamanic magic. It must be said that Sergei's talent in shamanic magic was indeed mediocre, but he studied with exceptional diligence and hard work, and under Li Chen's "guidance," he managed to grasp a rudimentary understanding.

He felt the faint magical power slowly increasing within his body due to the pills he had taken, and excitedly knelt down again, kowtowing to Li Chen in gratitude: "Thank you, Master, for bestowing upon me the methods and medicines! This disciple will diligently cultivate without ceasing and will never fail to live up to Master's expectations!"

At this point, Li Chen had completely infiltrated the army, and no one doubted his identity.

After all, who would dare to question a "grand wizard" whose strength is unfathomable, who can readily produce top-grade pills, and whose understanding of basic witchcraft is at the master level?

Soon, a meeting was held in the military camp to discuss the next steps.

Because Sergei's reckless actions led to the near annihilation of the reconnaissance team, several generals brought up the old issue again.

One of the most senior generals earnestly advised, "General, Han Tie Pass is a strategically important and heavily fortified position, far beyond the reach of our small force. The fact that we were attacked during this reconnaissance demonstrates the numerous dangers surrounding it."

In my humble opinion, we should proceed with caution, withdraw first, rejoin the main force, and then make further plans.

The other generals echoed this sentiment, but their gazes involuntarily drifted toward Li Chen, who sat at the head of the table, resting with his eyes closed.

They all understood that Sergei would definitely obey as long as Master Urge spoke.

Because Sergei was also looking at his master with questioning eyes, he began to lose confidence in his own judgment after failing once.

However, to everyone's surprise, Li Chen slowly opened his eyes, and his hoarse voice broke the silence in the tent: "The path of cultivation values ​​courage and diligence. How can one glimpse the true essence of the Great Dao if one fears hardship and danger?"

He turned his gaze to Sergei, his tone calm yet carrying a strange allure: "The same applies to military affairs. To be cowardly before the battle is a cardinal sin in warfare. Your plan may be bold, but it is not entirely without reason."

Some things, how will you know if you won't succeed if you don't try? Trust your own judgment, and even with countless difficulties, have a determined heart. You only know if it's right or wrong by doing it.

These words, like a spark, instantly ignited the long-suppressed humiliation and resentment in Sergei's heart!

From childhood to adulthood, he was the eldest son of Grand Duke Andrei. Everyone outwardly respected him, but he knew that it was all because of his father's power!
No one has ever truly respected his abilities and vision!

During this expedition, Tuoba Zhen treated him as if he didn't exist, his generals outwardly complied but inwardly resisted, hindering him at every turn, and everyone advised him to retreat and rejected every one of his ideas!
Only this master before him! Only Master Urge! In his most isolated and helpless moment, he affirmed his value and encouraged him to trust his own judgment!

At that moment, Sergei trembled with excitement, tears welling in his eyes. He knelt down before Li Chen again with a thud, his voice choked with emotion: "Master! This disciple understands! Thank you for your teachings, Master!"

In his eyes, Li Chen's figure seemed to be shrouded in a sacred glow, so tall and majestic, so grateful for his recognition!
His heart was filled with boundless gratitude and reverence. His initial intention to exploit Li Chen had long since vanished. At this moment, he genuinely regarded Li Chen as a god, feeling that knowing him as a master was absolutely worthwhile! So worthwhile!

However, he was overthinking it. Li Chen's true thoughts at that moment were: If you guys don't come to Han Tie Guan to die, where am I supposed to earn military merits? Hurry up and come! The more the better!
Seeing that Sergei was determined to attack Hantie Pass, the other generals looked at each other and could only sigh helplessly, saying nothing more.

Military orders are absolute. Sergei was, after all, the nominal commander-in-chief of this army. All they could do was obey and secretly pray: what if, by sheer luck, they won?

(End of this chapter)