Hearing Thomas' words, the Generals were confused. They had their gaze fixed on the Division A battalion, waiting for their reaction. Immediately 20 soldiers move out from the 100 hundred soldiers.
Seeing this, all the people on the field had their mouths wide open. They looked at Thomas like a fool. What kind of magic did he want to perfume with just 20 soldiers against 100 of their best infantry?
Nevertheless, everyone kept quiet. They wanted to show Thomas the result of overconfidence by beating the hell out of his troops. He would beg them before they release his soldiers from serious beating. The General thought.
The mayor and captain of the elite soldiers whispered among them. They looked at the 20 soldiers with a cruel smile.
Noticing the change in the atmosphere, Thomas instantly understood the thoughts of the generals and the elite soldiers. He smirked in his mind. 'Humph, Have the guts to plot against me.? I'll make you cry.'
