Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 847

Warren Quirke and his troops saw the bloody scene in front of them and shuddered.

He quickly released an order, "All soldiers, prepare yourselves for battle!"

"Yes sir!"

Felix Quirke and the army of reserve soldiers dispersed in a uniform manner, getting themselves into a battle formation, as if they were facing a big threat.

Rowan Yaleman and Chad Yaleman glanced at the heavily-armed and well-trained soldiers before exchanging an excited gaze with one another. A spark had rekindled in their eyes. Even if Nathan Cross has the nine lives of a cat, he will surely die!

The two of them glanced in Nathan's direction, as they pictured him cowering in complete terror and despair, kneeling on his knees to plead for mercy.

Unfortunately, they were left in utter disappointment.

Nathan had his hands behind his back, and his face was still as calm as ever. His lips were curled up into an ambiguous smile.

Warren Quirke declared in a loud tone, "I am Major General of the Fearless Warriors reserve unit from the West. I order all of you thugs to surrender your weapons and put your hands up in the air!"

"Anyone who dares to resist will be executed right away!"

Nathan Cross smirked and mocked blandly, "My Warren, how different you are now, from our meeting yesterday! You are quite the mighty general, huh?"

The familiar voice quickly registered in Warren Quirke's mind.

He started to appear anxious, once Nathan Cross was done speaking.

He stared at the person who had just finished speaking and squinted his eyes, as he scrutinized his face.

Boom! The person who was speaking seconds ago was none other than Nathan Cross.

Warren's body was trembling as if he was struck by thunder.

He froze upon the spot.

He had recognized the man in front of him. That man was the General of the North whom he had just conducted a meeting with, yesterday, at the army base in Channing.

Nathan Cross is the General!

This discovery caused his body to tremble uncontrollably.

All Warren had in his mind was that he was done for. He had just brought in a whole troop of forces and declared war on the General. He had just landed himself in hell.

The troop under Warren's command and the Yaleman brothers had yet to notice the odd expression on Warren's face.

Felix Quirke, the leader of the army who was under Warren's direct command, overheard Nathan's brazen speech to his superior and ordered two of the reserve soldiers, "Go and capture the rascal over there!"

Chad Yaleman had thought that they were minutes away from getting their revenge when Warren Quirke had soon ordered for everyone to retreat.

He grew anxious all of a sudden and questioned Warren angrily, "Warren what are you doing? Didn't you promise me to take care of Nathan Cross just now?"

Warren Quirke's expression morphed when he heard those words escape Chad's mouth. He raised an arm in fury and gave Chad a hard slap, right in his face.

Clap!

The slap had Chad's face swollen. His lips cracked and started to bleed.

That slap had left Chad Yaleman dumbstruck.

Chad Yaleman put a hand to his bruised face and asked in disbelief, "Warren, what the hell was that for?"

The Yaleman brothers along with Felix Quirke and his soldiers were all bewildered. They could not understand why Warren Quirke had lashed out like that. First, he was kicking his subordinate, then, he proceeded to slap Chad Yaleman?

Warren Quirke was in a hot temper. He pointed at Nathan Cross and bellowed at the Yaleman brothers, "Do you two know who that guy is?"

"He's the General of the North, the commander-in-chief of the three hundred thousand soldiers in Northania!”

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