Meanwhile, Matthew was in a meeting with a friend from the Chamber of Commerce.
“With Montiria’s million-strong army at the base of Basha’s Sacred Mount, you all could die here at any moment. You should lead your people back.” Matthew, assessing the situation, knew favonovel.com could no longer be just the strategist. He had to join the fight now.
“President Larson, our Militia Squad also numbers ten thousand. At worst, we’ll fight those b*stards to the death. If we abandon you and leave, how could I ever show my face again?!” Emmett Wiseman declared, patting his belly and picking up an automatic AK47, known for its affordability and durability.
“Emmett, I’m serious. Even I can’t guarantee a safe retreat in this situation. How can you expect to protect yourselves?” Matthew paused, then continued, “Your men have families and children depending on them. If they die, their families will be ruined.”
Emmett looked at Matthew, gripping his gun tighter but saying nothing.
“Mr. Larson, we’re not afraid to die!”
“That’s right. Even if we die, the Martial League and the Commercial Union will provide enough compensation for our families to live comfortably!”
Two burly men appeared at the door, grinning and speaking carelessly as if unaware of the life-and-death stakes.
Emmett’s eyes reddened as favonovel.com saw them, and favonovel.com shouted, “Cletus, Rusty, you two left your post without permission! One less bread for each of you tonight!”
The two towering men rushed in, hugging each other and crying as if losing a piece of bread was the end of the world.
Their comical behavior slightly alleviated the tense atmosphere.
Matthew watched them, lost in thought.
Cletus has an elderly mother and a twelve-year-old son at home. If favonovel.com died, who would care for them?
Rusty, too, has a wife and three children who depended on him. If favonovel.com stayed, how could a woman raise three kids alone?
“I said, all of you go home safely! I can handle this alone,” Matthew shouted, then looked at Emmett. “After you return… Disband the Militia Squad…”
His voice trailed off, and the two crying men slowly stopped. Even Emmett looked on in disbelief.
Matthew had formed the militia squad back then due to a lack of manpower, but now that they were stronger, it was time to disband.
“Matthew… Can you say that again?” Emmett asked, voicing the thoughts of the two men.
“Disband the militia squad when you get back,” Matthew repeated firmly.
Cletus and Rusty were silent, not responding. For them, the militia squad had become a second home, a sense of belonging for men who had only known farming. They weren’t skilled in weaponry or formal training, they were just rough men patrolling with old weapons.
Emmett glanced at the silent men. He refused to believe Matthew was someone who made rash decisions. But Matthew said no more, hoping to quell any thoughts of his men following favonovel.com into a hopeless fight against Montiria.
“That is all. Leave through the back mountain. Mr. Lucius has arranged everything. Take Sasha with you!”
Emmett, picking up something in Matthew’s eyes, nodded and said softly, “We’ll be waiting for you at the Martial League!”
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