The Strongest War God

Chapter 752 - 752: Wood for the Body, Silver for the Head

Chapter 752 - 752: Wood for the Body, Silver for the Head

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Among the high-ranking commanders of the Northern Army who were present, there was Commander Braydon Neal!

No. 1 Courtyard, the core area of the Northern Army.

The No.l to 10 Courtyards were strictly divided into different areas. They were the resting places for the high-ranking officers of the ten legions.

The funeral had just begun, and no one was late.

Other than Joshua Mandor, who was guarding Ludwig, almost everyone else had arrived.

All nine commanders were present. They were all dressed in black, with a white scarf around their sleeves and a cold sword at their waists.

The soldiers of the Northern Army never let their swords leave their bodies. This was the rule!

It was the same in any situation.

When the Northern Army held a supreme meeting, everyone could bring their cold swords to attend.

In this heavily guarded courtyard, the martial artists who entered and left were all influential figures in the northern territory.

At the entrance of the small courtyard, a deep voice sounded, “The commander has arrived!”

Swoosh!

All the soldiers sitting in the courtyard stood up in unison.

When Braydon arrived, no one dared to be seated!

A white-robed youth entered the courtyard.

“Commander! ”

With Cole Colbie in the lead and the commanders in front, nearly a hundred regimental commanders shouted in unison.

Braydon continued to move forward. Cole and the others stood on both sides, opening up a path.

Tanner Lynn’s photo was placed in the mourning shed ahead.

He was a very cheerful-looking seventeen-year-old youth wearing the black uniform of the Northern Army. Under his youthful appearance, there were golden stars on his shoulders.

This was an international symbol.

Because this was a general star!

The young general, Tanner Lynn, died last night.

If he didn’t die, his future achievements would not be weaker than the ten commanders of the Northern Army.

Braydon didn’t say a word. He walked forward and took out three incense sticks. He lit them up with the candlelight. Without turning around, he asked calmly, “Have you informed Tanner’s family about his death?”

“Tanner is an orphan. He was recruited by the Northern Military School from outside the northern territory.”

Cole was very familiar with the background of his ten regimental commanders.

Tanner was an orphan who had been recruited into the Northern Military School five years ago. Before he could graduate, he had already joined the Northern Army and made great contributions, becoming a regimental commander.

Tanner was the only student in the Northern Military School who was appointed as a regimental commander of the Northern Army.

As Braydon listened quietly, he walked into the mourning shed. There was a pitch-black coffin parked there.

The coffin had not been closed yet, allowing relatives to pay their respects.

There was indeed a corpse in the coffin.

However, it was carved from wood!

Wood for the body, silver for the head.

It was the standard burial for ancient nobles, but it was difficult to give Braydon an explanation for what had happened.

The scene in front of him was not strange.

Not to mention a battlefield of a million people, just an army level battlefield with 100,000 people participating was like a flesh and blood mill.

If it was in the core area of the battlefield, it would not be strange for a

hundred people to be turned into meat paste in an instant.

Now that Braydon had seen the coffin, it meant that Tanner’s corpse had not been found and had been left on the battlefield outside tiger gate forever.

“You didn’t even bring back Tanner’s corpse?” Braydon asked angrily.

“The rule of the Northern Army is to bury the dead wherever they die. Last night, the battle started in full swing. On a battlefield of the army level, if we want to preserve a corpse, it will drag down ten to eight soldiers.” Cole did not evade this question.

He explained why he did not bring Tanner’s corpse out of the battlefield immediately.

The cruel reality of time did not permit Cole to do so.

In an army-level battlefield, 100,000 people could easily step on corpses and leave. In an instant, the corpses would turn into meat paste, making it difficult for one to protect the corpses.

The battlefield was ever-changing. Once one fell on the battlefield, it would be their fate.

Braydon said indifferently, “There are no regrets killing Cameron Linar. The martial artists of Namar have been stained with the blood of the Northern Army people. They are our enemies. We will kill the martial artists of Namar if we see them!”

“Yes, sir!”

The nine commanders and nearly a hundred regimental commanders all bent down to listen to his orders.

No matter how obedient Namar was now, as long as the Northern Army people were to see Namar martial artists, they would still kill them without mercy.

“The Northern Army spent three days to purge the several hundred thousand martial artists of Namar. This is enough to appease Tanner’s soul in heaven!” Cole said in a low voice.

“Hmph, even if we kill all the martial artists in Namar, it won’t be enough to compensate for the life of a single soldier of the Northern Army.”

Braydon snorted, revealing his inner attitude.

This Northern Army commander had never treated the martial artists of the eight countries in the north as humans.

Even if he killed hundreds of thousands of Namar martial artists, it would still be difficult to extinguish the killing intent in Braydon’s heart.

At this moment, a young man in black appeared outside the No. 1 Courtyard. He was wearing a black scarf.

It was a hidden agent!

He requested to see Luther Carden.

Immediately after, someone came in and reported to Luther, “Second Master, a hidden agent is requesting an audience!”

“Fourth Bro, you go handle it!”

Luther was sitting in the wheelchair. In the eyes of outsiders, he was still the refined Cripple Carden. There was no trace of military aura on his body.

Laird Xenos, the fourth master of the Northern Army, was about to turn around and leave.

“Let the hidden agent in!” Braydon frowned.

“Yes, sir!”

At the entrance of the small courtyard, the sixteen young men standing guard immediately let the hidden agent pass.

In the northern territory, Braydon’s words were military orders, more effective than anyone else’s.

The young man was stunned when he entered the courtyard.

Cold sweat appeared on the tip of his nose. He did not expect that almost all the high-ranking figures of the Northern Army and Commander Braydon would be

gathered in the No. 1 Courtyard.

Under everyone’s gaze, he felt a lot of pressure as a small hidden agent!

“Hoyt Carroll, Northern Army’s hidden agent, pays his respects to the commander!”

“Tell me what happened? Why are you in such a hurry to see Second Brother?” The white-robed Killing God Yuri Qualls and the others were not wishy-washy.

Hoyt glanced at Luther.

“Speak!” Luther nodded and said softly.

The Northern Army’s hidden agents were loyal to Braydon, followed by Luther.

If Luther didn’t nod in agreement, the hidden agents definitely wouldn’t dare reveal any secrets.

“According to reliable sources, Regimental Commander Lynn is still alive!” Hoyt said in a low voice.

Swoosh!

Everyone looked over.

Cole’s face was unsightly.

If Tanner had not died, today’s funeral would have been a joke.

It would become the biggest joke of the Northern Army this year.

The Northern Army’s regimental commander had yet to die in battle, and they were already holding a funeral. If word got out, wouldn’t outsiders laugh their heads off?

“If the news is true, then even if today’s funeral becomes a joke, I will accept it!” Cole said in a low voice.

No one laughed.

The people present hoped that the so-called funeral was a joke.

They all hoped that their comrades were still alive.

Luther slowly stood up from his wheelchair and said softly, “Is the news true? You should know about the rule where once a hidden agent makes a mistake, he won’t be a hidden agent anymore for the rest of his life.”

“Lucian Cross has already gone over to confirm the news with some men.”

Hoyt wiped away the cold sweat on his face. He was unable to confirm the news himself, so he followed the rules and came to report to Luther.

However, he didn’t know that even Commander Braydon was in the No. 1 Courtyard.

“Where is the source of the news?” Braydon asked..