Chapter 2317 - Poisoning the Camps (1/2)

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

“Is that general out of his mind?” Zhao Manyan asked. Those who had retreated from the front line were either injured or depleted of energy.

The assault troops had sacrificed so much. It was a miracle that some of them were still alive, so why was the general asking them to go to the front line again when they had not fully recovered yet?

“It seems like the main force is in a pinch,” Mo Fan deduced.

“Seriously? That quick? Didn’t they have the number advantage?”

“I just picked up a strange foul smell from the battlefield. I think the Brown Rebels are using another trick again,” Mu Bai spoke up.

They heard rapid footsteps outside the tents as soon as Mu Bai finished speaking.

They picked up the smell of blood and a foul stench before the footsteps arrived. A group of soldiers ran into the camp, carrying a lot of injured with them.

“Those who aren’t injured, come and give us a hand!” a medic yelled loudly.

The Savage Bull Riders immediately went over and helped carry the injured onto the sickbeds.

The camp alone had a thousand injured. Even those who lost their limbs were not being taken care of, let alone those who had sustained minor injuries. They had to treat their wounds themselves.

The camp was extremely packed after the new group of injured arrived. There were not enough beds. They had to put the injured down on the walkways.

“Can’t you see it’s already full here? Why did you bring them here?” the camp leader yelled.

“The other camps are full too,” the medic replied bluntly.

Mo Fan and his crew were resting in the camp. They noticed the strange symptoms of the injured who had just arrived at the camp.

They did not seem to be heavily injured by magic. They were covered in purple pustules and lumps, like they had accidentally gone into a cave of wasps.

Even the color of their blood was abnormal. Their blood was like bottles of watercolors that had been knocked over.

“Sir, you can’t bring them in here,” Mu Bai said sternly to the medic.

“What are you talking about?” The medic lost his temper. He yelled at Mu Bai, “They were risking their lives fighting the enemy on the front line. Did you think they will only fulfill their responsibilities by dying in the battle? They are injured, they have to be treated!”

“That’s not what I meant. You should check their bodies thoroughly and make sure…” Mu Bai began.

“Are you disgusted by the wounds they have sustained for the sake of the Federation?! Seeing how clean and well you are, you probably didn’t even fight in the battle. What right do you have to point your fingers around here? Step aside!” The medic shoved Mu Bai away roughly.

Only someone like Mu Bai could stand the medic’s tantrum. If it was Mo Fan, he would have slapped the man in the face.

“Look at your hand, and look at my skin,” Mu Bai told the medic patiently.

The medic had pushed Mu Bai in the chest, his filthy hands leaving smears there. Mu Bai happened to be half-naked. His skin quickly rose in an angry rash, like an allergic reaction.

The startled medic quickly looked at his hands.

His hands had swollen like pig trotters without him realizing it. They were frightening to look at!

“This…” The medic finally realized how serious the situation was. He looked at Mu Bai in shock.