Outside Black Wind Town, at the Foot of the Mountain.
Lin Mo stood atop the slope with his hands behind his back.
The mountain wind whipped his robes, making them snap loudly.
Behind him, Lin Yi, Pan Feng, Qin Lie, Zhou Chang, and Chen Hu stood in a line, each clad in armor and armed.
Not far away, in the direction of Black Wind Town, another force was slowly approaching.
They were Clones transferred from the territory.
Nine thousand men marched in neat steps, their armor gleaming brightly.
They passed through Black Wind Town's fortress gate and merged into the formation at the Foot of the Mountain, like countless streams flowing into a river.
The formation grew larger and denser, a vast black expanse stretching beyond sight.
Lin Mo's gaze slowly swept across the formation.
Twenty thousand Tier 3 early-stage warriors were an immensely powerful force anywhere in Great Xia.
What was even more terrifying was that they did not fear death.
If they died, he could simply create more.
For this expedition, aside from the twenty thousand Clones, he had also brought enough blood-replenishing pills to replenish another hundred thousand Clones.
That meant that even if this army was completely wiped out, he could create another one on the spot.
If twenty thousand were wiped out, he would create another twenty thousand.
If they were wiped out again, he would create more again.
As long as he had enough blood-replenishing pills, his army would be inexhaustible.
Twenty thousand Tier 3 early-stage Clones, along with blood-replenishing pills capable of replenishing a hundred thousand Clones at any time.
The corners of Lin Mo's lips curled slightly.
With such reserves, let alone conquering Shaozhou, even turning Lingnan Dao upside down would be more than manageable.
Lin Yi stepped forward from behind him