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Mercenaries, I Will Be King

If you're not sitting at the table, then you are definitely lying on the menu. If you have nothing, then your life is your only capital. Song Heping, compelled by life to make a fortune in a warzone, accidentally got swept into the war and, in a confused state, was promoted by a bunch of Da Maozi to be the boss of a Defense Company. In this day and age, who still becomes a mercenary! I want to sell arms, I want to sell coffee cups worth a few bucks for over a thousand US Dollars. I want to sell a 9-dollar socket for the price of 299 US Dollars. I want to sell goats, the kind that costs millions of US Dollars each... Don't ask, and don't come auditing, whether you're from the Audit Office or the CIA, I'll send you all off... My name is Song Heping. I came, I conquered, I reign as the king. Don't call me the "Lord of War," I love peace, I am here to deliver "peace".

Yan Qi Guan · Urbain
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Chapter 91 The Second Attack

Two nights later.

Madheh Army's Persian Instructor, Naxin, finally returned with his men, kicking up clouds of dust.

Although the wound on his arm had not yet healed,

he could no longer contain his eagerness to return and avenge his earlier humiliation.

As a member of the Persian special forces unit, being effortlessly defeated at the Hassan Oil Field without inflicting a single injury on the enemy and injuring his own arm was something he simply could not bear.

Being Persian, he found it intolerable.

This time, he brought back a full 240 men.

That was the equivalent of two reinforced companies!

There were only a little over 50 men inside the Hassan Oil Field.

Most of them were locally recruited, inexpensive mercenaries, and the most combat-capable were those seven foreign mercenaries.

In terms of troop strength, his were four times that of the opposition.

Before returning to this heart-wrenching place, Naxin studied the map intensively for two full days.