If Heaven hadn't given birth to me, I would be arrogant.

After listening to the accusations made by several battalion commanders against Shi Mo, Zong Ze burst into laughter. He genuinely admired Shi Mo, who had risen from a soldier to the position of commander of the Fifth Battalion. Back when Shi Mo was still a soldier, he was struggling with the question of whether returning home would violate military discipline, especially after a major family crisis. In the Holy Word Continent, few people possessed such awareness, and it was precisely because of Zong Ze's liking that Shi Mo had been able to rise through the ranks so rapidly in just three years!

Of course, Shimo himself is also outstanding. Whether it is training or management, Shimo is always at the forefront. To this day, no one has been able to break Shimo's 800-meter obstacle record!

Moreover, Shi Mo himself is actually very honest and has a good relationship with everyone! Don't be fooled by the fact that the four battalion commanders are "impeaching" Shi Mo in front of Zong Ze today; it's just a way for them to express their friendship!

After laughing heartily, Zong Ze coughed lightly, then smiled and said to the five battalion commanders, "Stop arguing. I can tell you with certainty that no one can be left behind in this bandit suppression mission. Our entire regiment will be on the job. Since some people want to see the strength of our Shenji Battalion, then we'll give them a good show this time and let them know what real special operations are!"

Just as Zong Ze was discussing battle plans with the five battalion commanders, a group of burly men were sitting around a campfire in the border forests thousands of miles away. On the fire, a skinned tiger-like creature was being roasted! The thick layer of grease sizzled in the flames!

If anyone knowledgeable about Warcraft were present at this moment, they would be utterly astonished. The tiger-like creature these burly men were grilling was actually an eighth-level Warcraft, the Howling Sky Tiger! A purely combat-oriented Warcraft with dragon blood and enormous wings!

Speaking of the last duel in the Rune Empire, the Youyun Black Panther ridden by Long Xiaotian, the third prince of the Longteng Empire, was also an eighth-level combat magical beast. However, compared to the Xiaotian Tiger in front of us, the Youyun Black Panther is just a good little baby!

Although the Dark Cloud Panther is also an eighth-level magical beast, it excels in speed, and its combat power is no match for the Howling Sky Tiger before it! The Howling Sky Tiger possesses dragon blood! Legend has it that dragons are lewd and frequently have relations with magical beasts and even humans of different races, resulting in many magical beasts possessing dragon blood!

Without a doubt, on the Sacred Word Continent, where the dragon race has disappeared for countless years and has long become a legend, magical beasts with dragon bloodlines are the kings among magical beasts! Just like the Howling Tiger in front of us, although it is at the same level as the Dark Cloud Black Panther, once the Howling Tiger unleashes the dragon's might contained in its bloodline, the Dark Cloud Black Panther will not even have the power to resist and can only lie there obediently waiting for the Howling Tiger to come and eat it!

However, this terrifying level eight magical beast was actually treated as barbecue food by the few burly men in front of them, which makes it easy to judge the terrifying combat power of these burly men!

"Boss!" The shortest man among them reached out and tore off a wing from the Howling Tiger's body, sprinkled some seasoning on it, carefully roasted it over the fire, and then handed it to another burly man, saying, "It seems the Rune Empire is serious this time. We and those people at sea have become targets! What do you think, should we fight or hide?"

"Little Jiu, what's wrong with you? It's just half a legion! A mere 50,000 men, what are you afraid of?" Before the leader could speak, another burly man roared, "Back when that Northern Prince first obtained the White Tiger Cavalry Regiment, didn't he also launch an operation to encircle and annihilate us? At that time, there were two legions, 200,000 men, including the White Tiger Cavalry Regiment, which was known as one of the strongest legions on the continent. In the end, didn't we still defeat them and send them fleeing in disarray?"

“Third Brother is right!” another burly man spoke up: “Ninth Brother, you joined a bit late, you don’t know about that year’s battle! A whole army of 200,000, in these very mountains, the Boss led us and killed more than 30,000 of them. In the end, that Northern Prince was so scared of us that he took the initiative to withdraw his troops. He even sent someone to tell the Boss that from now on, the area outside the mountains belongs to the Northern Prince, and the border mountains belong to our Dragon Extermination Group!”

"Third Brother, don't talk about Ninth Brother like that!" someone said. "Didn't Fifth Brother just say that Ninth Brother joined the group late and doesn't know about those things from back then? Besides, when it comes to wisdom, none of us can match Ninth Brother. It's precisely because of his wisdom that we recognized him as the Ninth Brother. His meticulousness is also one of his strengths!"

"Boss! What do you think?" the man called Third Brother said. "Give us an answer. Fight or hide, we'll listen to you!"

"Yes, yes!" Everyone nodded in unison. "Boss, you're our leader. We'll do whatever you say!"

The leader first took another bite of the Howling Tiger wing in his hand, then put the remaining meat back on the fire, turned the fork to roast it for a while, and then slowly said, "We nine brothers have been living freely in these border mountains for decades with nearly 5 men. No one or any creature has ever been able to pose a threat to us, not even this level eight magical beast is our meal!"

"But now, someone wants to wipe us out. How can we agree to that? Fifth Brother is right. Back then, we defeated an army of 200,000. Now, it's just an army of 50,000. How can we be afraid of them? If they don't come, fine. But if they do, hmph!" The eldest brother snorted coldly, "Then they can forget about going back! We'll kill one if they come. If 50,000 come, we'll kill 50,000!"

"Haha! It's so great to follow the boss!" the third brother laughed loudly. "Not only do we get to eat meat, but we also get to fight! Most importantly, damn it, nobody can bully us or steal our meat! Hahaha!"

"Alright!" Except for the guy called "Old Nine," everyone else roared, "The boss has spoken, so we'll take him down! We'll kill one if one comes, and if there are 50,000, we'll kill 50,000!"

The fifth brother chuckled and said, "It's a pity it's an army. If it were a merchant caravan, that would be so much better! Fifty thousand people! How many families would they bring? Just thinking about those pretty young girls makes my mouth water. Roasted meat from their calves is much tastier than this Howling Tiger's meat! I haven't had a pretty young girl in over a month!"

“But, boss!” The shortest of the nine brothers hesitated, “I heard that the force coming to wipe us out is the newly formed Divine Machine Battalion, and I heard that it’s an air force! I’m worried…”