Salute To The General

Chapter 2129



Ten thousand men alone looked like a boundless sea of people.

With the Davier family's twenty thousand men charging ahead ferociously, they resembled raging waves trying to wash Nathan and his men away. For the very first time, Nathan's expression became serious.

He barked out his orders in a deep voice, "Colin, Elite Eight, protect Penny, don't let her come to any harm."

Upon hearing their orders, Colin and the Elite Eight drew their swords and replied in unison, “General, don't worry. As long as we're alive, no one will be able to touch a hair of hers."

Nathan replied, “Excellent. In that case, there's nothing for me to worry about anymore.”

With that, Nathan stepped forward and joined his three subordinates. The four of them taking on twenty thousand well-trained enemy fighters alone.

Whoosh!

A large group of men armed with machetes had arrived in front of Nathan. Raising their weapons, they slashed aggressively in Nathan's direction. Snorting in response, Nathan waved his hand.

From his sleeves, one could see a flash of glistening light which looked like a reflection from a dagger.

He had drawn out Snowsphere!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

All the enemies' blades that were slashing in Nathan's direction were sliced in half.

At the same time, the men who surrounded Nathan realized that there was a bleeding cut on their necks.

the cuts burst open

one, they collapsed to the

"Die!"

had a dagger in his hand ambushed Nathan from behind by stabbing it at his

leg and

on itself as he flew backward, crashing into

as he swung

with his left hand and broke the attacker's right arm with a

enemy cried out in excruciating pain

moment, another man sprung at Nathan who counterattacked with a kick, smashing his skull to pieces and killing

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Elite Eight formed a circle to protect Penny. Just like a harvesting machine, they mowed down every single enemy they encountered. Their attackers were like

within enemy lines. They massacred anyone that

the

more he saw the more

Nathan is ridiculously strong.

yet his movements were fluid and explosive

he made would result in

brash at all and neither did

fight, Clifford could only think of one

was extremely stable, just like a lifelong blacksmith who hammered away with precision and

to strike with ease and kill with the simplest of moves, to the extent it

able to calmly dispose of his opponents, causing them to fall

wonder to himself, Is this the true strength of Eurasia's God of War?My God!

was