Chapter 518: Chapter 518: It Is Rushing Over, Also Guarding!


    Capital City, Northern Territory Headquarters.


    A month’s time, neither long nor short.


    The day, finally, hade to the agreed time.


    On this clear morning, White Mitchell quietly left.


    As he left, Sherry Jones lying on the bed, teared up.


    White Mitchell saw this and took it to heart, but he dared not speak, afraid that once he did, he would not be able to leave.


    However, the responsibilities still rested on his shoulders, and personal feelings had to be put aside for the moment.


    White Mitchell appeared in the training ground at the agreed time.


    “War King level warriors, step forward!”


    The God of Heaven War shouted with an uplifted arm.<div>


    As his words fell, fifty thousand men stepped forward, the aura of the War Kings filling the air, shooting straight into the sky.


    Seeing this, White Mitchell’s eyes instantly reddened.


    ording to the situation a month ago, only ten thousand out of his hundred thousand soldiers were War King level.


    But now, this number had multiplied several times over.


    One could imagine how much effort these lovely soldiers had put in over the past month.


    “On behalf of the Dragon Realm, I thank you!” White Mitchell brought his feet together, pped his right hand forcefully, stopping abruptly at the eyebrow, and solemnly saluted everyone with a warrior’s salute.


    “Defending our homnd is our duty!”


    Tens of thousands of voices responded in unison, not a trace of fear, just full of fighting spirit.


    Looking at these steel-hearted soldiers he had trained himself, White Mitchell was both incredibly proud and hesitant.


    He knew that the ce they were heading to next was full of danger, and most of these people would not return.


    Willing to die for the country in the battlefield, no need to return wrapped in horsehide!


    They were using their actions to demonstrate the meaning of this sentence.


    Upon seeing this, White Mitchell took a deep breath and said firmly, “Brothers, I can’t guarantee that I can bring each of you back from this expedition.


    But I, White Mitchell, have only one thing to say here, if there’s a battle, I will be the first to go in, if there’s trouble, I will face it head on, if there’s an enemy, I will strike first!


    We will surely win!”


    We will surely win!


    We will surely win!


    We will surely win!


    The belief in victory filled the hearts of every soldier.<div>


    “Depart!” White Mitchell raised his arm and shouted.


    The next moment, all the soldiers with power exceeding the War King level gave their fellow brothers a warm embrace.


    “Brother! Wait for me toe back and drink!”


    “Brother! Take good care of our home!”<div>


    “Brother! Goodbye!”


    A simple embrace seemed to epass a thousand words.


    Those who could not follow stood in ce, their eyes gradually reddening.


    “All members of the White War Department!” A soldier standing in ce, wiping a tear, looking at the slowly distancing White Mitchell and others, roared: “Salute!!!”


    The remaining fifty thousand soldiers stood uniformly, gazing into the distance.


    They understood that their brothers were heading to an unknown ce to fight a battle that would leave no names behind.


    But they also knew that their brothers would protect them and the Dragon Realm in an unseen way.


    Peace and prosperity didn’te easy, it was merely because someone took all the burden silently in the background.


    Brother, we are waiting for your triumphant return!