Chapter 3550 I Told You, You're Not Getting In

"Strong?"

The rebel commander scoffed as he glanced back at his well-armed troops. "No matter how strong he is, you think he can take on 10,000 men?"

Turning to his lieutenant, he barked out, "Have 100 men follow me. I want to see who's foolish enough to stand in my way. He must have a death wish."

"Yes, sir!"

The lieutenant swiftly gathered 100 soldiers, and together, they marched toward the edge of the forest.

Emerging from the trees, they spotted Matthew standing alone at the clearing's edge.

At the sight of him, the rebel commander let out a derisive laugh, his eyes full of scorn. "This is the guy you were so scared of? This is the one you said you couldn't beat?"

The scout, still shaken, nodded hesitantly. "Yes, sir. It's him. We had over a dozen men, but he wiped us out like it was nothing."

The commander chuckled, glancing at Matthew with mocking amusement. "Hey, kid. I hear you can fight. Well, lucky for you, we're pretty good at it too. Wanna give it a shot?"

laughter, the sound echoing through the woods. They thought Matthew was stupidly brave to

forest. Even with the additional thousand logistics personnel, they still claimed a force of ten thousand. Surely,

laughter. He recalled the same smug

in armed numbers, violating the law-that's your second capital offense.

a cold, measured tone. "Tell me what reason

Orla was his ally, Matthew figured he might as well help her clean up these

"Listen to this guy, talking

with that Governor chick? Maybe after I break down her gates, my men and

"You're not getting in."

Shing!

slid free of its sheath, and in an instant, white sword

commander's eyes widened as the blinding arc of steel rushed toward him, faster than

can't

survival instinct kicked in as he threw himself sideways,

"Haha! Dodged it!"

through him—until he noticed his

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