Salute To The General

Chapter 1909



That night, Nathan didn't sleep a wink. He stayed up strategizing, studying battle plans with Fang, Destroyer, and Heptakill.

The next day.

The other North Army troops had arrived at the headquarters. One by one, they gathered.

The Nothern Army headquarters became extremely lively. Armored combat vehicles and various weaponry were constantly being transported there. Fighter jets roared in the sky above.

Nathan had given orders for all three hundred thousand of the Nothern Army's soldiers to be assembled in one day.

The Three Tigers, Seven Champions, and the other generals hustled and bustled away, preparing for war.

Nathan stood in the square of the North Amry's headquarters. He wore a phoenix military coat and his face was still concealed under a Leviathan mask. Behind him were Colin and the Elite Eight, inspecting as the troops gathered.

At the corner of the square.

Myron from the North's Seven Champions had assembled Division 113's troops that he was in charge of, along with his independently established unit: the Panthera Battalion.

He was giving an admonitory talk to them.

charge of managing troops, but they were also assigned independent units, such as artillery or engineer battalions. Myron's battalion unit was special; it was the North

Not only were they well-trained, but they were also fearless and wouldn't blink twice when

units, the Panthera Battalion was one of the strongest. Its combat power was classed as a level under both the Eighteen Riders and Nathan's own

something that Myron has

to those of ordinary troops. That made the

Myron, the Panthera Battalion, and Division 113, all noticed the arrival

in a uniform line. But this orderly manner faded before the Chief Military

soldiers stood

expressing their

It couldn't be helped.

under General Nathan's command. To them, the General was Eurasia's God of War, his existence was worth far more than

soldiers were loyal

replaced with a random man as their commander-in-chief; how could

and flashed a sly smile instead. Nathan's eye scanned through Myron, then over

into a

are in charge of is quite satisfactory, General Myron. But your Panthera Battalion is...

men in the Panthera Battalion

marching in line, they're might not compare with

wars and eliminating enemies, my men can