Salute To The General



Now that Nathan had killed the Four Gods of Warrior, all that was left was a group of panicked minions.

Therefore, the Elite Eight ordered Colin and the rest to guard the flag while they launched a coordinated attack on the enemies to assist Nathan.

Having witnessed how easily Nathan had killed their Four Gods of Warrior, it was no surprise that the remaining Jetroinian warriors were flapping about like headless chickens.

Before they could snap out of their daze, Nathan and the Elite Eight were already closing in on them.

Amidst the chaos, one of the warriors suddenly shouted, "No matter how powerful he is, he's still only human! Besides, we outnumber them. With our forces combined, we'll be able to slice them all up!"

"That's right. Let's take them on and fight till the end!"

"Attack!"

Jetroinians were known for their extreme devotion and allegiance to their armies, so as soon as they heard the battle cry, they threw caution to the wind and charged at their attackers.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Nathan and the Elite Eight showed no mercy either as they unsheathed their swords to prepare for the head-on confrontation.

Swoosh!

With The Unsullied in Nathan's hand, even using the most basic move allowed him to cut off several enemies' katanas and slice their bodies in half. Not to be outdone, the Elite Eight dashed into the crowd like eight tigers pouncing on a flock of sheep, leaving a trail of bodies and blood in their wake.

As ferocious as the Jetroinian warriors were, they were just no match for Nathan and the Elite Eight.

After a brutal, one-sided fight, they finally threw in the towel and escaped in their boats, ditching their weapons as they did.

However, since the Jetroinian warriors were pushing and fighting for spots in the boats, many soon fell into the sea and met their watery graves.

At that rate, it didn't take long before the people who drowned in the sea outnumbered those killed by Nathan and the Elite Eight.

In the end, only a few hundred Jetroinian warriors escaped Daragon Island in their fishing boats as they frantically sailed out into the stormy seas. Meanwhile, the rain continued to pour and wash away the blood on Daragon Island.

When it finally stopped half an hour later, the sun had risen and cast a beautiful, golden glow over the land.

Just then, more than a dozen boats suddenly appeared on the horizon.

As it turned out, the South Army had sent reinforcements to assist Nathan, and the one leading the troops was none other than Myron from the North Army.

When the Three Tigers and Seven Champions received Nathan's orders to transfer to the South Army, they immediately made a beeline for the South after handing over their duties and making all necessary preparations.

Needless to say, they were anxious about Nathan going to Daragon Island personally.

Hence, Myron decided to assemble an elite team and rushed to Nathan's aid at the crack of dawn.

All dressed in casual clothes, Myron and a few hundred elite soldiers disembarked the boats when they got to shore.

Upon seeing Nathan, Myron and his team quickly stood at attention and saluted him. "Chief Cross!"

"Don't expose my identity!" Nathan

replied with a wave of his hand. "You guys have arrived at the right time. Get rid of all the bodies here. I don't want the filthy corpses polluting our beautiful island. Also, transport the bodies of our fallen comrades back. Soldiers who are injured or have sacrificed their lives will be rewarded accordingly. I want you to double their allowances and compensation."

"Got it!" Myron replied.

Then, Nathan turned to Colin and added, "It's been hard on you and your team. Go ahead and switch defense with Myron and his troops. They will continue to guard the island with me. You guys can take

the supply boats and make your way back."

"That's right, General Dunne. You've all done a lot," Myron chimed in as he cast a sweeping glance over the bloody ground. "Leave the rest to us!"

"I was temporarily put in charge of

these hundred soldiers from the Southern Fleet, and I know they're all exhausted beyond belief. Let them head back to rest," Colin said. "However, I can't leave. I want to

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by your side and fight with you, Chief Cross."

Unable to change Colin's mind, Nathan had no choice but to order the Southern Fleet to leave with the supply boats.

Once that was done, he continued to stand guard on Daragon Island with Colin, Myron, and the elite North Army soldiers.

They knew Jetroina wouldn't let them off easy after suffering such a massive defeat, and they needed to be prepared for the fierce battles that lay ahead.