Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 638

Very quickly, the Eighteen Riders of the North and the Eighteen Shadow killers clashed in the middle of the hill.

It was a fierce collision!

War broke out in that instant.

One of the burly men, who stood two meters tall, raised his axe high in the air. He waved it in the direction of Jack's steed and planned to split them into half with his weapon!

However, the battle blade in Jack's hands grazed through the air quickly and severed the opponent's ax in half immediately.

That burly shadow killer realized that he only held onto one half of his axe and was instantly stunned.

Just as he stood there, shocked to the core, Jack's steed already widened its mouth and sank its teeth directly into his neck like a beast!

His pupils widened at this!

How could such a feral horse exist in this world! It even bites!

Snap!

The Kirin snapped the shadow killer's neck within an instant.

The man held onto the spot where blood flowed out profusely. He stumbled backward a few times before collapsing onto the ground weakly.

Finally, before his death, he understood what it meant for a man to act like a dragon, and for a horse to be like a beast.

Originally, Tyson watched the war from aside, gloating to himself. He wanted to see, with his own eyes, how the shadow killers slew the Eighteen Riders of the North.

However, the scene that unfolded in front of him left his eyes wide open and his jaws agape.

The clash between the Eighteen Shadow killers and the Eighteen Riders of the North was brief. However, the latter group was quickly defeated. One by one, they let out a loud shriek before tumbling to the ground.

Within a short moment, all of the Eighteen Shadow killers lay motionless in the blood bath!

All of Tyson's men were astounded.

The Eighteen Shadow killers possessed extraordinary gifts and could carry heavy-duty weapons that weighed up to a hundred pounds.

They could even chop a bull that ran at full speed in half.

The Eighteen Riders of the North were now like eighteen sharp blades that pierced right into the enemy's formation.

Wherever they stepped foot, heads flew and blood splattered. The enemy broke apart easily.

Needless to say, the Eighteen Riders of the North destroyed the enemy's formation easily.

They turned their steeds around and attacked once more.

Tyson's men all screamed in pain as they fell underneath the horses.

Tyson watched the battle unfold in despair. The aggression of the Eighteen Riders was astonishing as they took his men's lives with much ease. It was as though they were grim reapers!

With a pale face and quivering lips, he mumbled to himself, "It's impossible, how

can this be so terrifying..."

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