Salute To The General



At Daragon Island, Colin and all his subordinates abandoned their fishing boats. They all retreated onto land and defended the island.

By then, less than a hundred men among Colin's subordinates could still battle.

However, every single one of them was injured.

Colin also had multiple wounds on him, covered in blood everywhere.

Even the sword in his hand had become blunted.

At that moment, he stared at the innumerable hostile fishing boats circling in the distance, remarking slowly, "It looks like the enemy is preparing to launch a new round of attack. Everyone, our fishing boats are all gone, so let's not think about breaking past their attack and escaping. Instead, let's all brace ourselves to sacrifice our lives for our country."

All the soldiers dressed in fishermen's garb beside Colin had determination glinting in their eyes.

One of them announced loudly, "We voluntarily abandoned our fishing boats and retreated to defend Daragon Island, General Dunne! Even if we've got fishing boats, we'll never flee. We'd rather die in battle than allow the enemy to plant their flag on our soil."

Grinning, Colin exclaimed, “I second that! I'm greatly honored that I get to battle with you passionate bunch side by side and head to death together. Back when I was in the North Army, I was somewhat disdainful of you Southern Fleet. It's only today that I learn that Southern Fleet is no different from the North Army, all brave souls who aren't afraid of death.”

After saying that, he ordered his subordinate, "Bring out the liquor. I want to have a drink with everyone."Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Soon, Colin and the others all held a bottle of liquor each in their hands.

Holding it up, Colin declared boomingly, "Let's head to the afterlife together after drinking this. But before we leave, we've got to slaughter them and drag a few of them down to keep us company."

Everyone lifted their bottles in unison and echoed, "Let's head to the afterlife together after drinking this! We'll all kill them, as many as possible. Cheers!"

Colin and the others raised their bottles and knocked them back in concert, pride lingering in the air.

On the sea in the distance, Kiyoshi had just finished bandaging his wound.

Retrieving his red-tasseled spear from a soldier, he cast his gaze out at Daragon Island.

Right then, Kogoro, Yukio, and Shohei had all come over.

All three of them had also suffered some injuries.

Kiyoshi started, "Colin and the others suffered great casualties and grievous injuries, but they haven't given up resisting. Judging from the situation, they're planning to fight to the death."

"He's simply an unmovable statue, staunch and unyielding. We've attacked several times successively, yet we failed to take him down

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successfully despite being the Four Gods of Warrior," Kogoro griped.

Crossing his arms, Yukio commented in a deep voice, "He's a hero. Regretfully, he's up against us tonight."

Lastly, Shohei urged, "It's late now, and dawn is just around the corner. Let's take this time to make preparations to attack again. This time, we must wipe out the enemy. Chop off Colin's head and plant Jetrama's flag on Daragon Istand. We all issued a military order. If we fail to conquer the island within the stipulated time, the general will punish us."

In response, Kiyoshi and the others nodded.

Kiyoshi then boomed, "Everyone, gather! Prepare to land on the beach and eliminate the enemy. After that, everyone will be rewarded."

In an instant, the soldiers masquerading as fishermen on Jetroina's fishing boats perked up.

They all hollered as they thumped their chests with their weapons, their fighting spirits blazing hotly.

On the heels of that, all the fishing boats started moving slowly.

Like a pack of wolves, they surrounded Daragon Island.

On Daragon Island, Colin polished off a bottle of whiskey in a single go.

Subsequently, he smashed the bottle hard.

Clutching his sword, he uttered solemnly, "The enemy is finally here. Come, everyone. Let's fight to the death."

"Let's fight to the death! Let's fight to the death!"

The hundred soldiers chanted their mantra as they followed Colin, striding forward to meet the enemy.