The Legendary Man novel Chapter 1218

Chapter 1218 Leslie Is Talented

In the underground command center in the northern part of Kransbay, the first round of rest had come to an end. Leslie, along with the others, had fully regained consciousness.

Leslie sat on the chair and stared blankly at the stack of battle reports in front of her.

“We have prepared this replenishment fluid for you to replenish your energy,” Donald said while presenting a cup of dark green liquid to Leslie.She glanced at Donald and noticed that he had two beverages in his hands.

One was the dark green replenishment fluid he offered her, and the other was a glass of orange juice for himself.

Leslie pointed to the glass of orange juice and said, “I want to drink that.”

However, Donald shook his head slightly.

“That’s mine. I can’t give it to you.”

“You can drink this!” Leslie pushed the replenishment fluid toward Donald.

However, he raised his hand and pushed the glass back to her.

“This doesn’t taste good.”

Leslie looked at him with a mix of amusement and exasperation. Despite his tender age of twelve, he possessed an uncanny ability to exert an inexplicable sense of oppression upon her whenever they crossed paths.

Perhaps that’s the power of a prodigy.

Raising the glass of replenishment fluid, Leslie drew in a deep breath before swiftly consuming the entire contents in one gulp.

“Resist the urge to vomit. This glass of replenishment fluid costs nearly a hundred thousand.”

Donald’s remark compelled Leslie to suppress her nausea feeling as she forcefully swallowed the liquid. Next, she quickly snatched the fruit juice from him and swiftly consumed it.

After downing the entire glass of juice, Leslie finally regained her composure. She pointed at Donald and let out a sigh of relief.

“Donald, let me warn you. If you ever dare to force me to rest again, I will personally drag you to the military court! Do you know that if the enemy makes any new strategic arrangements during these two hours, and we don’t respond appropriately, it could lead to a significant defeat?”

Donald gestured at the surrounding first-level commanders and replied, “You should have faith in these people. Before your arrival, they were outstanding commanders. However, it seems they have lost their ability to think since someone as capable as you arrived. In that case, they should not be standing here.”

Although Donald’s words were not particularly harsh, they were enough to make the first-level commanders avoid making eye contact.

When Leslie was brought into the situation, there were some initial resistance and attempts to make things difficult for her. Eventually, they lost their ability to think.

Confronted with the same battlefield scenario, Leslie’s strategies and layouts were markedly different from theirs.

It often took several hours for the first-level commanders to comprehend Leslie’s intentions after her plans began to take effect. It wasn’t that these commanders lacked the desire to learn, but the battlefield situation was constantly evolving. Each command issued by the commanders on both sides resembled a game of chess played at a distance.

Their moves necessitated swift action, as even a slight delay could result in complete passivity.

Before these first-level commanders could fully comprehend Leslie’s intentions, she had already made her next move and taken the next step.

After two days of adaptation, the commanders realized they could not keep up with Leslie’s conventional thinking. Hence, they chose to give up.

Next, she instructed Terrence, “Contact Zaidham Army. Deploy all the aircraft from your two legions to Mysonna Army and Shusonna Army. Collect all the napalm bombs available and aim them at the two airports.”

As everyone rushed to carry out her orders, Leslie made one final command to Freddie. “Contact the commander-in-chief of Yaleview Army. I need their cooperation!”

At Leslie’s words, a brief silence fell over the room.

Despite the previous tense battles, Leslie had never mentioned Yaleview

Army. While the two legions fought alongside each other, they operated separately and never collaborated.

Everyone wondered what had caused Leslie’s sudden anxiousness upon hearing Xavion’s words.

…

In the midst of the wilderness within the small world, Jonathan and Stellario found themselves injured and surrounded by an overwhelming number of snakes.

These snakes, though only a few meters long, possessed the power of Grandmaster Realm.

There were almost a thousand snakes surrounding them!

Even with Seboxia, a formidable ally by their side, they found themselves trapped, unable to escape the relentless assault of these demon beasts. The only thing that kept them alive was the bronze handbell as it was capable of withstanding physical attacks.

Without it, they would have long perished!