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.

assigned independent units, such as artillery or engineer battalions. Myron's battalion unit was

was comprised of strong men with extensive battle experience. Not only were they well-trained, but

military units, the Panthera Battalion was one of the strongest. Its combat power was classed as a level under

that Myron has always been

soldiers' strengths and equipment within the Panthera Battalion were far superior to those

Panthera Battalion, and Division 113,

Battalion soldiers originally stood well-composed in a uniform line. But this orderly manner faded before the Chief Military Governor,

soldiers stood

expressing their discontentment for him with

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 a mere

the North Army soldiers were loyal

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

noticed his men's offensive ways, he pretended to be oblivious. He said nothing and flashed a sly smile instead. Nathan's eye scanned through Myron,

lips stretched into

in charge of is quite

my men in the Panthera Battalion are only good at fighting. Other things... well, not

in line, they're might not

winning wars and eliminating enemies, my men can