The Strongest War God

Chapter 692: Cripple Carden of the Past, King Carden of the Present! Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Taraz Ross had brought an army with him.

It had only been an hour since the last battle.

Namar once again put pressure on them. The ruler, Cameron Linar, personally ordered Taraz to personally lead the troops to attack.

Taraz led an army of 100,000 elites, all of them martial artists, and they were approaching tiger gate.

Luther Carden sat in the wheelchair and looked at the black mass of the Namar Army. He said calmly, “General Ross, long time no see!” “Second Master Carden, where is Braydon Neal?”

Taraz pointed his black spear at Luther and questioned.

In the end, in tiger gate, all the elite soldiers of the first legion of the Northern Army had a murderous look in their eyes as they shouted angrily, “Anyone who calls the commander by his name will die !”

“Die!”

Braydon’s name was taboo in the northern desert.

If one called him by his name, he would have to die!

The people of the Northern Army believed in their commander Braydon.

Those who disrespected him would have to face the blade of the cold sword.

A great battle could erupt at any moment!

Taraz held his spear and knew the importance of morale. He couldn’t be weak at this moment, so he asked, “Where is Braydon Neal?”

He kept asking where Braydon was!

It had indirectly confirmed one thing.

The eight countries beyond the northern territory, like Namar, had attacked their borders because of the Mount Tanish title conferment ceremony.

In response, Luther smiled like the wind and didn’t answer the question. He said softly, “Retreat from the border and we’ll leave your bodies intact!”

These words were the attitude of the Northern Army.

A foreign country was attacking Hansworth!

Kieran Normand of the Ministry of War had already ordered all the troops to fight if they dared to cross the border.

The Ministry of War was the leader of war!

The Military Department was responsible for killing!ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ Noᴠelꜰɪre.nᴇt

It was obvious where they stood. The Northern Army had always been aggressive and liked to fight.

Today, they wanted the Northern Army to start a war.

There was only one condition in the capital, and that was to not allow the soldiers of the eight countries of the north to cross the line of defense! The title conferment ceremony on Mount Tanish could not be affected!

This was their goal!

At this moment, in the ancient town of the tiger gate.

Taraz pointed his spear at Luther and said indifferently, “Luther Carden, you’re just a cripple. What’s the use of using your tongue? Let Cole Colbie come out and fight me!”

He had publicly insulted Luther as a cripple.

The second master of the Northern Army, Luther, had both his legs crippled and had always been in a wheelchair.

Logically speaking, once a soldier was disabled, he would have to face retirement.

If one’s body was lacking, once they participated in battle, they would only become a burden to their comrades.

In front of tiger gate, Blake Matthews, the eighth master of the Northern

Army, held an iron sword with both hands and said calmly, “How dare he insult Second Brother? He will die today!”

“I’ll kill him!”

The fifth master, Qadry Knight, had a murderous look in his eyes and was about to attack.

However, Luther suddenly got up from the wheelchair. His seven-foot-tall body was fair and clean. He grabbed the back of the head of the fifth master, Qadry. His thin lips moved slightly as he gave a secret order. “You and Danny will lead the troops and take a roundabout route to cut off their escape route. Surround the point and attack the reinforcements. Today, we will take down the three great legions of Namar in one go!”

“Hmm?”

Qadry was stunned.

Earlier, Yuri Qualls had said that they would focus on defense and not attack. Why did they change their combat style?

Luther smiled faintly. “The best defense is to attack. Today, we are all gathered at tiger gate. If we can’t take down the three legions of Namar, we will have to retire. The Northern Army can’t afford to lose to this person!”

“It’s settled. There hasn’t been a war for three years. These wolf cubs under my command have long been suffocated!”

Qadry’s eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

The fifth legion had the same kind of soldiers as their commander.

Every year, the fifth army had the highest number of people in the Northern Army who violated the military rules.

They committed crimes every year!

In the end, it was Qadry who protected them from the royal guards.

Although the Northern imperial guards were ruthless, that was only to outsiders.

They would not be too harsh on their own comrades in the Northern Army. As long as they did not cross the line, they would not be punished severely!

To be precise, as long as it did not violate the eight ironclad laws of the northern territory, the people from the various legions would not be severely punished. At most, they would be beaten with a set of military canes to fool them.

After all, the entire Northern Army was under the command of these ruthless people.

If the imperial guards of the Northern Army were impartial, Yuri and the others would find fault with them for no reason.

Luther shook his head gently. “Don’t mobilize the fifth legion. The elites of the ten great legions are not to be mobilized. Use the Northern King’s iron cavalry and kill the three elite armies of Namar in one battle. Kill them all and intimidate the eight countries.”

Luther was in charge of the Northern King Token, so his words were military orders!

After the order was given Qadry and Danny Que disappeared.

On the other side of tiger gate, Taraz was shocked.

Luther, who had been crippled for so many years, actually stood up today!

He was not crippled!

“Luther Carden, you…” Taraz held his spear and said angrily.

“My legs have long recovered. It’s just that sitting in a wheelchair and being pushed by someone is more comfortable.”

Luther stood in front of tiger gate with his hands behind his back and said, “My Northern Army men have been silent for many years. The cold sword has not been stained with blood for a long time. Today, the cold sword will be unsheathed. Where are you, my Northern Army brethren?”

“The Northern Army is present!”

The 100,000 elite soldiers of the first legion roared like tigers, and their iron-blooded aura swept out, suppressing the Namar legions outside tiger gate.

Their iron-blooded aura suppressed the heavens and earth!

Luther placed his right hand behind his back and raised his left index finger to draw a talisman in the air.

One of the eight techniques, the talisman technique!

The Mount Sino Sword Talisman was now complete!

Three Mount Sino Sword Talismans in a row.

Cold sweat appeared on Luther’s nose when he saw this.

He was going to use the one hundred Qi-imperial swords!

Unfortunately, with Luther’s talent, he could only control three of the Mount Sino Sword Talismans.

This was the limit!

The Mount Sino Sword Talisman was a talisman technique.

The one hundred Qi-imperial swords was a martial arts technique!

In order to perform them perfectly, one had to master two secret techniques.

Luther had used his true strength today.

The pressure of a king spread out, one talisman had seven swords, three talismans had twenty-one swords.

Luther stepped on a three-foot-long sword that was glowing with a milky white light. He said softly, ” Northern Army, it’s time for battle!”

“Kill them!”

The tiger gate of the ancient town was wide open, and fierce horses stepped on the ground.

The earth trembled.

On the horses of the dark stallions were soldiers in black uniforms. Each of them had a black scarf on their face and a cold sword at their waist.

In the next moment, 100,000 cold swords were unsheathed, and the soldiers charged forward in a brazen manner.

The Northern Army iron cavalry was brave and good at fighting. Their might was known throughout the world.

It was not a fake reputation!

Instead, it was a fierce name that came from killing!

The commander must take the lead in the battle.

If they won, the commander and the soldiers would celebrate together.

If they lost, the commander and his soldiers would die together.

The soldiers of the Northern Army were of one mind, so how could they not pledge their loyalty to the Northern Army?

After a few years, King Carden, whose name shook the entire northern desert, was once again on a killing spree!

This kind of sinister old man was even more ruthless than Cole Colbie and the others when it came to killing!

Luther stood on a flying sword, and there were dozens of white swords around him. The swords swept across the desert and pierced through the bodies of Namar martial artists.

He took the lead and charged forward.

The 100,000 elites from the first legion of the Northern Army arrived on horseback!

Whoosh!

Swoosh!

The warhorses neighed, and the cold swords were unsheathed..