McMahon turned around, saw Shiloh, and walked directly into the hospital.
As soon as Shiloh came in, before Shiloh said any polite words, he heard McMahon say straight to the point: "Kid Shiloh, how confident are you that your Storm Army will be able to defeat the Desert People?"
Shiloh smiled dryly and said: "Old Marshal, are you trying to make things difficult for me? The beast soul warriors are extremely brave. My men are just a bunch of new recruits. They can barely protect themselves."
He had also talked with Connor specifically about this matter before. After Connor witnessed the scene of the sword and shield soldier splitting stone bricks with his own eyes, Connor finally gained some confidence in fighting against the desert people, but the outcome was still 50-50.
If the Desert People have any trump cards, then the Storm Army will definitely lose.
Therefore, even if the old marshal asked straight to the point now, Shiloh would not dare to boast that he would win.
The only one who can fight against the beast soul warriors is the equally powerful Black Armored Black Cavalry under the First Prince.
"Old Marshal, if you really want to dampen the spirit of the desert people, the best candidate should be the eldest prince. Isn't it a waste of your efforts to find me, a little loach?"
Shiloh scratched his head and really didn't understand why the old marshal came to him to discuss this matter.
McMahon snorted and said: "Kid Hilo, you don't know how insidious these desert people are. I sent people to check. The team they reported included not only beast soul warriors, but also halflings."
Hunters, and even an Earth Dragon Rider!"
"This is just for the purpose of swollen the face of our Kingdom of Pontos. The person who came here is not evil!"
"As a soldier from Pontos, how could I possibly see this happening!"
Shiloh opened his mouth in surprise and looked at the old marshal, dumbfounded: "Old man, you are cheating and operating behind the scenes!"
He was greatly surprised. He did not expect that a person of McMahon's status would be involved in a secret operation. He was so shocked that he forgot his honorific and called him "old man" directly.
McMahon didn't care at all about Shiloh's disrespectful name. He spat in an extremely unnoble manner and cursed: "Stupid boy, we Pontos people are not good at taming Warcraft. If we are just beast soul warriors, then naturally
It’s not worth my while to make a special trip, but that earth dragon is a legendary creature of the first level. Just relying on this legendary creature can easily destroy most of the participating teams, and these desert people actually reported it as a mount in the cavalry.
!”
"In terms of cunning and cunning, these desert people are ten times more cunning and cunning than me!"
"Now I just checked their trump card, and it pales in comparison to what the desert people did. It's considered cheating!"
Shiloh was shocked. He didn't expect that the ferocious earth dragon was actually the desert people's trump card. If they really brought this earth dragon to the arena, no one would be able to control this giant beast.
"This...isn't the desert man destined to win the championship? Does my father know about this?"
After mentioning Roddy, McMahon's brows furrowed significantly. He nodded and said, "Your Majesty naturally knows about this, but even so, it is impossible to revoke the Desert Man's qualifications now."
"Even if the opponent cheats, we must defeat the enemy on the frontal battlefield. This is the style of our Pontos people."
Hearing this, Shiloh fell into silence, his brows furrowed as tightly as the old marshal. He thought about it and didn't know how to defeat the desert people.
Legendary primary creature Earth Dragon…
Nearly a hundred beast soul warriors…
There are even halfling ostrich knights who come and go quickly and move quickly...
Now, how can we defeat such a terrifying team head-on?
Even if the First Prince's Bloody Lion Corps goes all out, they will probably be defeated miserably.
Shiloh hesitated for a while and finally asked: "Old Marshal, what do you want me to do? You must not have come to me specifically just to complain."
A glimmer of approval flashed in McMahon's eyes. He looked at the people around him. Shiloh understood. After retreating to the left and right, McMahon said: "Kid Shiloh, I'm looking for you this time because I hope you can do your best.
The power of the desert people."
Shiloh nodded and continued to listen without interrupting.
"In the following games, as you kid said, I will operate behind the scenes and let the Deserters take turns meeting Pontos' strong army in the top 48, top 24, top 12 and top 6. I will try my best to
Reduce their strength."
"Even if the beast soul warriors are extremely terrifying, their numbers are limited after all, and they cannot withstand our repeated consumption. When those beast soul warriors are almost exhausted, even if they bring out the earth dragon, the eldest prince's bloody lion regiment will still have a chance to fight.
force."
"I have arranged the competition system. You and your troops will be ranked among the top 12 in the battle. You kid, do your best to snipe the deserters. Do you hear me?!"
Shiloh nodded hurriedly. Although the old marshal's actions were a bit shameless and contrary to the ethos of a warrior, for an iron-blooded soldier who only cares about the honor of the country and does not care about dirty methods, they can only be regarded as some common little tricks.
That’s all.
Seeing that Shiloh agreed, McMahon relaxed his brows and patted his shoulder gently.
"Kid Hilo, as long as you can win the top 24 games, then you will definitely face the Desert People."
"Although the Storm Army under your command has been newly established, it has strict orders and prohibitions, and has a certain degree of advance and retreat. It is a very potential army. If you have any trump cards, just use them and don't hide them."
Shiloh smiled and said: "Old Marshal, you are really good at making jokes. I am a down-and-out prince, what kind of trump card can I have?"
McMahon looked at Shiloh with deep eyes. He only saw that he was a little embarrassed, and then said calmly: "Connor has never made a move in these two games. When are you going to let Connor take action?"
Shiloh's expression froze, "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah" didn't know when to say it. After thinking in his mind, he guessed that it must be Connor himself who confessed his current strength to McMahon.
Connor's strength is Shiloh's biggest trump card right now. Even if he provokes some big shots, Connor can protect him and keep him safe.
But now, this secret has been revealed by the old marshal, and Shiloh has fallen into an embarrassing situation.
"Ahem...Old Marshal, do you know everything about Connor and me?"
McMahon nodded and said, "You brat, I'm Connor's biological grandfather. Do you still want him to hide it from me?"
Shiloh laughed awkwardly, not knowing how to answer.
"But it's good for Connor to follow you. If it weren't for Connor's breakthrough to the extraordinary realm, I wouldn't even want to look for you this time."
Shiloh nodded repeatedly, not daring to refute.
McMahon explained a few more words, then turned and left. He had things to deal with later, so naturally he wouldn't stay here in Hilo for long.
Shiloh hurriedly followed McMahon and sent him out of the house.