Salute To The General

Chapter 1093 Are You Going To Kill Us All

Nathan Cross is the God of War?

Everyone was dumbfounded.

It was especially the case for Cicero's remaining men, who were desperately backing away in fright.

The God of War had once single-handedly pulverized the Coalition Army, spilling blood that could dye a whole river red, and leaving a pile of bodies from eighteen nations.

Cicero's men were evidently scared witless when they were struck by this revelation.

Cicero recovered from his initial shock and refuted loudly, "He can't possibly be the God of War! The God of War is the General of the North. He should be in the North commanding his troops, so why would he appear in the South? Furthermore, if he is the General of the North, why would he be dressed like a commoner? And why is he not protected by his army? He's definitely not the God of War!"

After Cicero said that, his men, as well as

Gabriel and the rest, were put at ease.

Cicero turned to look at Nathan with eyes that revealed mixed feelings. "I admit that you're very skilled! But there are hundreds of elite men under my command. I don't believe that you can kill all of them on your own. Today is the day you die!"

Then, he turned towards the remaining of the Twelve King's Knights, and also his royal elite army of a hundred fighters whom he had handpicked to follow him here. In an authoritative voice, he said, "This man killed William, the Fierce Four, and also four knights! What do you think we should do about that, my loyal warriors?"

his elite fighters

their combined voices

was time they pledge their loyalty to their 'sovereign', as well as to

look before announcing, "The Lambert's are willing to help Mr. Trumbo eliminate

with him and he declared, "The Jackson's are also willing to offer Mr. Trumbo

and yelled fervently, "The Lockhart's from the East are willing to

Trumbo."

one after another, showing that they

and her family instantly paled as fear snaked into their

wanted to destroy Nathan and the Smith's. Many big figures from the South and

powerful than the Smith's. As all of them joined forces to wage war against the Smith's, despairing thoughts

were ashen-faced

with a scornful expression, then spat, "What a bunch of faithful dogs! I thought that

and the rest had subtle changes in

what you're talking about. You killed Mr. William,

he looked at Nathan. "Nathan Cross, it seems like you know quite a

slightly. "Are you going to

let out a cold snort. "My men, combined with the men of my loyal followers, are enough to kill your family

has the last laugh then," Nathan replied