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Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 949

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Schubert Barton gawked at Nathan upon hearing his words.

Even at this time, Nathan Cross is delusional enough to ask me for money and an apology?

At that point, Schubert could not endure the boiling rage within him anymore. He had not seen such a brazen young man for a long time.

Hence, he smiled devilishly, "You little brat! I just adore teaching stubborn mules like you a lesson!"

"I won't just simply kill a fool like you and call it a day.”

"I will let my people break every single bone and tendon in you. Then, I will kill all of your friends right in front of your eyes."

"Then, I would murder everyone from the Cross family as well as the Smith family and harass your wife and your daughter.

All with you watching." "I will be going too easy on you if I just end your life like that. I want you to live in a bottomless pit of agony and regret."

"I want you to watch with your own eyes as everyone you care about dies off one by one. Imagine how helpless you'd be when you witness us trampling on your beloved wife. Hahaha!"

Instantly, Nathan's face darkened, "So you want to murder all of my relatives and friends, huh?”

Nathan glanced at the rank of soldiers that surround him and sneered at Schubert, "I must admit, you are indeed very cruel. But too bad for you! Your plans are not coming true today, as I don't think you are good enough to lay a single finger on my people.

Schubert chuckled in delight, "Hah, mark my words! I will end all of you today! Even the King can't save your souls!"

"If you dare, report to me the backgrounds of everyone you have there. I want to see which one of you are platoon leaders, or perhaps even a chief of an army unit?

Enlighten me, would you? I would like to see which one of you I need to be careful of."

Everyone from the Barton family roared in laughter.

Nathan smiled and replied, "My soldiers, show them who we are! We have been keeping it lowkey, but that doesn't mean we have to allow ourselves to be shamed by others!"

Franklin Wilson was the first to stand out when Nathan had finished talking He said with his bright voice, "I am Franklin Wilson, the commander-in-chief of Channing's army. I hold the rank of Major General!"

Fang immediately followed on, "I am Fang, commander-in-chief of the North Army. I hold the rank of Major General too!"

The Destroyer's loud voice thundered, "I am Destroyer, also commander-in-chief of the North Army! A Major General!”

Heptakill hissed, "I am Heptakill, the other commander-in-chief of the North Army.

Not only that, even the Captain of National Guards, Colin Dunne was present.

And what does that mean?

It means that there's a high possibility that the General of the North himself is present right here, right now.

When that thought crossed Schubert Barton's mind, he couldn't stop himself from taking a look at Nathan Cross. A terrifying theory had just manifested in his head. The person in front of me wouldn't happen to be the General of the North who leads all of the three hundred thousand troops in Northania, right?

At this thought, Schubert Barton felt like he had been trapped inside a collapsed cage made of nothing but ice. He was losing warmth by the second.

He felt his scalp getting numb as his blood pressure rose. He almost vomited blood at the scene.

Schubert's followers were not dumb; they had started to make assertions that Nathan Cross was the General of the North, just as their master did.

The thought of it changed the look on everyone's face. All of their beady eyes widened in terror.

Just then, a stench of urine was also present in the air. Someone had even peed at the thought of Nathan Cross possibly being the General of the North.

Rating the Translation Will Gain Two Pearls.

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