The battle could be considered a complete success.
Even Chen Fan had captured a massive amount of poison at the base, which the Carter Corps had planned to use to poison the water supply had they failed to defeat the Middle Eastern African Empire in time.
This evil plan was, of course, overheard by the militia of the Middle Eastern African Empire.
They even wanted to directly kill Marshal Carter himself on the spot.
However, Chen Fan and his group intervened. After all, less than a hundred of the Carter Corps remained capable of fighting, and they all surrendered, kneeling on the plaza.
Meanwhile, in District 13 of the Red Sun Nation.
"Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep."
News of Chen Fan's victory quickly swept through the entire District 13.
Within four days, a hundred thousand troops had been annihilated. Even a pig couldn't kill that many in four days.
This celebratory news instantly reached the higher-ups of District 13 and Bai Lin's ears.
Bai Lin, who was in bed, also learned of Chen Fan's victory.
"Is my Chen Fan ge coming back!!!!"
Bai Lin said happily from her bed.
At this moment, Bai Lin knew that Chen Fan hadn't even been injured, and had eliminated all the corps troops along the way.
Furthermore, the casualties in District 13 were only a little over three thousand.
Bai Lin felt an indescribable joy, even wishing she could embrace Chen Fan immediately.
However, Chen Fan was still far away in the Middle Eastern African Empire.
The higher-ups of District 13 immediately announced that Chen Fan's rank had been promoted to Level 2 Leader, and he would receive a medal from the King upon his return.
The higher-ups of District 13 were also in rapid discussion.
"Is Chen Tianjiao really that strong?" a District Leader said calmly.
"What do you think? He has brains, unlike you who are foolish," the Sixth Leader said, thoroughly praising Chen Fan.
Below, a crowd began to murmur.
Meanwhile, Bai Lin was also in the conference room, hearing many leaders praise Chen Fan.
A leader who was a martial arts enthusiast immediately decided to spar with such a genius upon Chen Fan's return.
Although Bai Lin was unwilling, she was helpless.
The others also teased Bai Lin about Chen Fan.
"Bai Lin, remember to hold onto a genius like Chen Tianjiao. With you by his side, he will honestly work for our District 13," the Eighth Leader said.
The Second Leader, a strategist, also admitted that he was ashamed of his title as a strategist for not being as intelligent as Chen Fan.
As everyone was discussing,
A mysterious and powerful aura descended.
"Long live our King!!!" the Right Shrine, which had been silent, suddenly declared.
The various leaders, the Right Shrine, and Bai Lin immediately knelt on the ground.
"Chen Tianjiao has done well. When he returns, my true form will come to bestow him with his crown. I've only come to see Bai Lin."
Seeing the King, Bai Lin was not happy. The person who had truly killed her grandfather was standing before her, so how could she be happy?
It was like your father's murderer was in front of you; how could you be happy?
At this moment, Bai Lin did not act out or reveal any slip-ups.
After all, in the current situation, by controlling things, Bai Lin would control a genius like Chen Tianjiao.
After seeing Bai Lin, the King chatted casually with the others and then disappeared again.
Meanwhile, in the Middle Eastern African Empire.
The citizens were waiting at the city gate for their savior.
As the flag of District 7 appeared in the distance,
All the citizens of the Middle Eastern African Empire looked as if they had seen their savior.
The King of the Middle Eastern African Empire had also laid out a red carpet along the road into the city.
After all, heroes only deserved red carpets.
As Chen Fan led his army and prisoners, walking slowly,
Many people even wanted to rush to Chen Fan to see the great hero who had saved their country.
But they were all restrained by the King.
The King knew that after a high-intensity war, Chen Fan and his group, the District 7 troops, Chen Fan's mercenaries, the Knight of the Undead, and the allied militia of the Middle Eastern African Empire all needed to rest.
According to the post-war statistics of the Middle Eastern African Empire,
The combat report of the battle against the Carter Corps was immediately presented to Chen Fan.
Casualties: Carter Corps, 98,000; Middle Eastern African Empire, 8,000.
Prisoners: Carter Corps, 2,000. Marshal Carter, General Golis, General Tiebis.
Captured Supplies: Mortars, over 2,000; anti-tank guns, 274; tank wrecks, 13 repairable; firearms, 170,000; ammunition, 1.85 million rounds.
This was the combat statistics report sent by the King of the Middle Eastern African Empire.
The commander of the First Regiment of District 7 respectfully placed the report before Chen Fan.
However, Chen Fan said to the commander of the First Regiment,
"We are all on the same side, colleagues. There's no need for this."
Chen Fan watched the commander of the First Regiment smile.
Seeing Chen Fan say this, the commander of the First Regiment was surprised.
This was a complete contrast to his previous attitude.
It seemed that the Chen Fan on the battlefield and the Chen Fan off the battlefield had two different faces, thought the commander of the First Regiment.
Chen Fan looked at the commander of the First Regiment with great satisfaction.
"You've done very well, truly."
Hearing Chen Fan's praise, the commander of the First Regiment beamed with a happy smile.
After all, back at District 7, Chen Fan would be his superior. Although he couldn't get a leadership position in District 7, the commander of the First Regiment and everyone in the new District 7 showed complete deference to Chen Fan.