Mo Shan was distraught and desperate. Even though he knew the war would likely be tough and hazardous since they had not yet won after so many years, as an up-and-coming genius of this era, he was naturally arrogant and disdainful inside.
In his mind, it was because the previous generations didn't have him, and he was secretly hopeful that his presence here might break the situation and bring glory to his name after he pushed the clan's progress forward with his domineering strength!
The clan even thought so, putting him in an elite first cohort with the other absolute geniuses of their clan for this generation, making them move separately from the main army which would see the most bloodshed.
They were here to gain merits and experience, assisting in other smaller battlefields to decapitate the humans and build their momentum. Who expected that on their first engagement, they would be beaten so solidly, with all of them about to perish?
