One Against Sixteen!

Han Meng's gaze fell on the four fingers Chen Yan had raised. He seemed not to understand what the young officer before him meant.

"Sir, you mean...?"

he asked.

"Four."

Chen Yan spoke slowly:

"One Azure Wolf Guard can match four Tiger Leopard Battalion cavalrymen."

The training ground fell silent for an instant, then erupted in an uproar.

Like cold water splashed into hot oil.

Many soldiers' faces flushed red, their eyes filled with the agitation of being insulted and the fury of disbelief.

These elite troops had been selected from the various battalions of the Yanbei Iron Cavalry. Every one of them was proud and arrogant. They could accept the fact that they fell short of the barbarian Azure Wolf Guard, but Chen Yan's words were an absolute insult to them.

What did he mean, one Azure Wolf Guard could match four Tiger Leopard Battalion cavalrymen?

Even Du Zhen, standing behind Chen Yan, had widened his eyes in surprise and displeasure.

He was crazy.

That kid had to be crazy.

If he'd said something else, Du Zhen might have been able to smooth things over for him.

But by saying that one Azure Wolf Guard could match four Tiger Leopard Battalion cavalrymen, he was bound to lose the army's confidence completely. His days as the Tiger Leopard Battalion's commanding officer were numbered.

"Officer Chen!"

Han Meng roared:

"That statement of yours is going too far! The barbarian Azure Wolf Guard are certainly fearsome, but we're battle-hardened elites of the Yanbei Iron Cavalry. How could we be so worthless?"

"That's right, sir! I respect you as a hero who dared enter the Black Mountain Tribe alone and cut off Saurur's head. But to say something like that, have those barbarians scared you witless?"

The soldiers echoed Han Meng's words one