Salute To The General

Chapter 127 The Battle At Serpent Pass

In the open hall on the ground floor, the pudgy boy's father was holding a bowl and trying to coax him

into eating more food. "If you want to grow up to be as cool as those soldiers, then you'll have to eat

your food."

"Did you know? Those soldiers are so brave and strong and great at fighting! No one is able to lay a

finger on them..."

The father hadn't even finished his sentence when cries of agony filled the hall. He looked up and saw

Jackson and his men tumbling down the stairs, one by one.

The father and the pudgy boy, and all the other patrons in the restaurant had their jaws dropped in awe

as they stared on speechlessly.

The pudgy boy noticed Jackson's swollen face as well as the others who were being thrown down the

stairs. Terror filled his little face and he shook his head fervently. "I don't want to be a soldier anymore!"

Jackson overheard the little boy's frantic pleas as he struggled to stand up. He felt his face burning out

of pain and humiliation.

His comrades were also looking equally pathetic and embarrassed.

They helped each other up, before turning to Jackson. "Quelch, Nathan is way more capable than we

do we

looked up the stairs, seething with anger. "Retreat. We

Leah were still in shock.

tried to take advantage of Penn earlier, so I

idiots were probably trying to help him settle the

tell that Jackson and his men

thing Nathan was able to take care of

appalling behaviors of the

and to call the police if anything else

was dampened by the arrival of

a night

home, Nathan walked out onto the balcony and

fortify the protection for

agreed right away when he suddenly remembered something. "General, do you

The Battle

events of

Nathan's mind.

had started one of the fiercest battles in the North in the recent

that battle was named

took the world by storm, thus

and was given the

saying went, a general's success is built

thousand men

of Ares, but eight thousand soldiers of

was both Nathan's pride and

most treasured subordinate, Aaron Forst, led an infantry battalion of two thousand men in the

of