Chapter 822: Chapter 822

Xinzhuang, a spacious threshing ground.

The size of this threshing ground should be about as big as two basketball courts. Since it is not the harvest season for cereals, there are hardly any visible on the ground.

At this moment, around the threshing ground, quite a few armed soldiers are standing guard. At strategic high points surrounding it, several gunmen are also lying in ambush.

In the very center of the threshing ground, a fierce-looking middle-aged man is holding a Battle Saber, his eyes never straying from the entrance.

"Tedun, you really are something, General Hauge sent you to find a gold mine, but in the end, you couldn't even handle a Tusi..." At this time, a sissy voice of a man about thirty years old was berating Tedun, who was standing behind him.

"If you can't handle it, then we can only send General Barbaro... How can you be so careless with your work now."

Tedun does not wish to acknowledge the sissy man at the moment, he looks towards Barbaro, who holds the saber. "General Barbaro, that Wizard is indeed formidable; look at my palm, it was injured by him."

Having said this, Tedun stretches out his right hand.

Barbaro doesn't even glance at Tedun, he coldly says, "You really are useless, actually believing in witches' existence..."

"Forget witches, even if they do exist, General Barbaro would tear them to shreds," the sissy man snorts.

"General Barbaro, why won't you believe me, that Wizard is seriously powerful..."

Tedun has not finished speaking when Barbaro interrupts him directly. "You say he is so powerful, right? I've already sent word back to his people; if he really is that powerful, he should come. If he doesn't have the guts, he'll hide like a turtle."

"Yeah, isn't the Wizard you're talking about very powerful? If he really is capable, he should be here by now. But I guess, right now, he's probably hiding, trembling all over with fear," says the sissy man from the side.

And just at this moment, a voice appears before them without any warning.

"You are not yet worthy of making me tremble all over with fear."

Barbaro and that sissy man both startle, hastily lifting their heads to look.

Unbeknownst to them, a figure has already appeared before them.

"Who are you... When did you get here?" The sissy man cries out in fright, his voice breaking.

"Great Sorcerer!" At this moment, Tedun quickly kneels down, kowtowing towards Ding Fan.

Barbaro slightly furrows his brow. "Seems you are that Wizard then?"

Barbaro signals to the people around with a hand gesture. Instantly, everyone lifts their Long Spears, aiming them all at Ding Fan.

Originally, Barbaro did not take the Wizard matter seriously, considering it a fiction made up by his subordinates. However, he didn't even notice how Ding Fan had appeared before him, which suggested that there might indeed be something supernatural about him.

So, Barbaro decides to have his soldiers shoot him on the spot.

But just when Barbaro hasn't given the order yet, Ding Fan's figure suddenly disappears from there.

"What? What's going on?" The sissy man's eyes widen in shock, fear creeping into his voice. "Could the opponent actually know witchcraft?"

Barbaro's eyebrows are tightly knitted.

And just then, a scream comes through.

Barbaro looks in its direction.

Now, at a large willow tree outside the threshing ground, a soldier's body falls straight down.

Barbaro is perplexed, the snipers positioned on that tree were meant to make sure everything was covered.

But the sniper had been killed without any chance to react, dead in total silence; the situation is simply too eerie.

While Barbaro is still trying to understand what happened, cries of agony start ringing out around him.

One after another, bodies fall from the high points, the gunmen previously arranged by Barbaro...

"Wizards are not to be offended; you'd better kneel and beg for his forgiveness," Tedun urges Barbaro.

Barbaro's frown deepens, at a loss for words at the moment.

Previously, he did not believe in the existence of Wizards, but now, how does one explain these bodies falling? If this man is not a Wizard, what could he be?

"General Barbaro, perhaps we really shouldn't provoke him, we better retreat," the sissy man slowly approaches Barbaro and whispers.

At this moment, five or six people abruptly fall to the ground for no apparent reason.

"Run, the Wizard is too powerful..."

"We can't stay here any longer; that Wizard is just too monstrous, let's run."

Barbaro's soldiers no longer dare to linger on the threshing ground. They truly fear that they might be inexplicably killed by the adversary.

Suddenly, the threshing ground becomes a scene of complete chaos, as the surrounding soldiers quickly flee.

"Don't run, I'll shoot anyone who runs!" Seeing his troops fleeing, Barbaro is so angry he almost jumps up.

However, no one listens to him now.

The murderous Great Demon King is too formidable; staying here spells torture for these soldiers.

In the blink of an eye, only Barbaro, the sissy man, and Tedun are left on the vast threshing ground.

Ding Fan's figure appears not far from Barbaro.

"It seems today that taking my life won't be so easy," Ding Fan said indifferently.

"Great Sorcerer... we know we were wrong, please don't kill us, we truly realize our mistake..." the effeminate man hastily pleaded.

At this moment, Barbaro stood there in a daze as well.

In the blink of an eye, his own forces had been scattered by a single person...

Before Barbaro could react, Ding Fan's Wind Blade slashed across and went straight for him.

Thud... Barbaro's right arm was immediately severed and fell.

"Ah... you... you..." At this moment, Barbaro could no longer remain calm.

He didn't understand how it happened; his own arm was simply gone. Now, Barbaro's face was filled with fear.

"If you dare come here to threaten again, I will take your lives!" Ding Fan's tone was calm, but his murderous intent was unmistakable.

What Ding Fan wanted now was to shock them completely. If they weren't totally subdued, they would surely come back for revenge sooner or later.

"I know I was wrong, we won't come here again..." the effeminate man cried by the side.

At that moment, another Wind Blade from Ding Fan whizzed by.

Another of Barbaro's arms was suddenly severed and dropped to the ground.

"Did you not hear what I said?" Ding Fan's tone had become icy. "Do you think I am incapable of killing?"

Having both arms severed, Barbaro nearly passed out from the excruciating pain.

Barbaro did understand Ding Fan's words; he realized that his other arm had been cut off because he hadn't responded.

Barbaro was inherently unruly and had seen countless unreasonable people.

Yet he had never seen someone as unreasonable and ruthless as Ding Fan, who would sever a person's arm immediately, even for speaking slightly too slowly.

"I... I understand now, I won't dare do it again..."

Barbaro answered in a hurry. He was genuinely worried that if he responded too slowly once more, he might lose his life to the other party.

"By tonight, you better make your troops get far away from here…" Ding Fan said, casting a cold, sinking gaze upon Barbaro.

At that moment, Barbaro felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. A bone-chilling cold enveloped him.

"Great Sorcerer, rest assured, I will take them all away, we will leave before tonight..."

Ding Fan nodded in satisfaction at this point.

"I'll be watching you." After dropping this line, Ding Fan vanished on the spot.

With Ding Fan gone, the effeminate man slumped and sank to the ground.

The pressure exerted by Ding Fan was enormous; in fact, he felt that even his pants were damp. Barbaro also let out a long sigh of relief.

And all this while, Tedun had been kneeling on the ground, his forehead touching the earth.

Before having seen Ding Fan, both the effeminate man and Barbaro would have surely mocked Tedun's loss of face. However, now, they had no desire whatsoever to mock him.

Now, Barbaro and the effeminate man regretted not submitting to Ding Fan earlier.

If they had known how impressive and powerful he was, why on earth would they have provoked him?

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This time, Hauge's troops from Myanmar marched in fiercely. Many Tusi adopted a wait-and-see approach, thinking this time Ding Fan and his allies would surely face a fatal blow.

After all, Hauge from Myanmar had a large army of more than three thousand.

However, the turn of events was beyond everyone's expectations. Hauge's troops withdrew from Xinzhuang before nightfall.

Afterwards, the reputation of Ding Fan, the Great Sorcerer, became increasingly prominent on Mali Island.

Having quelled Hauge's provocation, Ding Fan began to busy himself with military recruiting for the rest of the time.

Mali Island was a place where the strong preyed on the weak, and many had joined the Tusi's forces for the sake of food and survival over the years.

However, Ding Fan's military recruitment was surprisingly offering pay to the soldiers.

Suddenly, many people on Mali Island rushed to join Ding Fan's cause.

Initially, Ding Fan and Mu Zi had agreed to recruit only a thousand people, but the turnout was exceptionally high. Moreover, Mu Zi transferred some military backbones from the army, which made training feasible.

Therefore, in this recruitment drive, Ding Fan managed to enlist as many as two thousand people.

Concerning the organizational structure of these people, Mu Zi and Huang Can communicated and decided to build this army based on the mainland's military management model.

A squad consisted of twelve men with a squad leader; every three squads made a platoon with a platoon leader... They implemented the triad system.

Following this organizational structure, Ding Fan composed seven battalions and appointed seven battalion commanders. Each battalion included three companies, with each battalion comprising over three hundred people.

This configuration made management somewhat more convenient.

Ding Fan was appointed as the supreme military commander, titled Commander-in-Chief. Huang Can became the deputy commander-in-chief, and Mu Zi was designated as the honorary deputy commander-in-chief, holding equal status to Huang Can and second only to Ding Fan.

It didn't take long for the uniforms produced by Mu Zi to be continuously transported to the island, and Ding Fan's troops were soon fully outfitted in uniform attire.

On Mali Island, this was indeed the first military force to be so unified...