The Legendary Man

Chapter 637 Warlord

Back in the temporary command center, Karl stared silently at the map on the table while his adjutant, Lochlan Xenakis, stood beside him.

As a veteran who had been working alongside him since joining the army, Lochlan was one of Karl’s most trusted aides and often assisted in planning the Eastern Army’s missions.

“Commander, Blood Squad’s latest update is that they’ve infiltrated the edge of Norham district. They should be able to reach Wildefield tomorrow, where Mrs. Hamilton is being held captive,” Lochlan reported as he marked out the Wildefield area on the map. “Once they’ve rescued Mrs. Hamilton, Blood Squad will sail south of the Lerner River and meet up with our informants near Redlington. After that, they’ll return to Horbah by land. By our estimate, the journey will take at least five days.”

Upon hearing his subordinate’s analysis, Karl shook his head. “Five days is the duration of the journey, but once Wildefield is under attack, I have no doubt the Medved Army will take immediate action. When that happens, there will be roadblocks everywhere.”

With that, Karl leaned back into his chair wearily.

It was the second time his wife and child had fallen into the enemy’s hands, and on both occasions, he had told the enemies that he didn’t care whether his family lived or died.

However, as a husband and father, how could he not care?

Karl knew that if he wanted to save his family, he’d have to waylay the Medved Army along River Onxy. As long as Aidan was focused on the situation at the river, they’d have a better chance of ensuring his wife’s and child’s safety.

After all, people would inevitably die once a battle began.

“Lochlan, we’ve had to deploy ten members from the Blood Squad to rescue two people. On top of that, we’d also need to keep creating conflicts with the Medved Army to buy our squad more time. I can only imagine how many lives will be lost when the battle breaks out.”

“Commander, our Eastern Army will never give up on any of our comrades,” Lochlan replied solemnly.

“But they aren’t soldiers!” Karl retorted.

“We’re talking about your wife and child. We can’t ditch them.”

“Why not?” Karl snapped, his eyes turning red. “Tell me, Lochlan, if the wife and kids of a junior officer or soldier get caught, will we send out an army to rescue them?”

“Commander, you can’t make such an assumption. There’s no way the Medved Army will kidnap

cast a conflicted gaze

of time before war breaks out between the Medved Army and us, and there are plenty of reasons that can trigger it. It could be the capture of an informant, a military drill gone wrong, or even a snowflake that accidentally fell into River Onxy.

reason for this war,” Karl muttered as he tightened his grip on his chair.

has always been our

hearing Lochlan’s words, Karl froze.

those words were, he couldn’t help but feel himself getting choked

on Asura’s Office, the Eastern Army solely belongs to me. The fact that these soldiers are still with me is more than enough

as he turned to Lochlan with

years, and for five years before he followed Jonathan, he had already combed the Doveston region

his horror, however, he had unknowingly turned into

possibly be a warlord?” Karl

sound rang out, the reverberation sent a

is long gone. Back in Asura’s Office, I was duly appointed and authorized to carry out my job, but now that I’ve left, I’m back to being just Karl Hamilton. That also means my soldiers have become my private army. Even though

how lost and devastated Karl was, Lochlan hurriedly

Whether you’re the Prince of Diyouli or not, we’ll always be your soldiers, and you’ll always be our

held Karl down, the more the latter struggled. Karl’s cultivation level might have reached the God Realm stage,

was only in the advanced phase of

became more of a way for

finally slumped into

quickly straightened his clothes and brought the cup of tea

“Have some tea, Commander.”

right hand still shaking slightly, Karl downed the

set up our defense and

“Got it!”

at the Grand Hotel, Jonathan had imbued his spiritual sense into the Heaven Sword as the Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique whirred

of privacy, he even enveloped himself in a transparent hard shell formed entirely out of spiritual