"Terrifying!"
The former battalion commander spoke gravely, "These special forces can't possibly be trained by a minor party..."
The Han patriarch's heart tightened, and he asked, "Does my Han family have such forces?"
The former battalion commander internally scoffed at the idea, thinking the Han family wasn't nearly capable enough.
However, he didn't show it, instead nodding and saying, "Of course, the soldiers I trained are no less capable than them. It's just a pity that they were leaderless at that time..."
"Fool!"
The Han patriarch was furious and ordering, "After we return, dig up Yong De's corpse, take it to the execution ground, and whip it ten times to appease the souls of our fallen soldiers in heaven..."
The former battalion commander felt slightly relieved, understanding this was the patriarch's way of appeasing the people.