Jazz felt that his one-man stand against ten thousand aura was ridiculously cool. It might have been a little lacking compared to Boss's pose of standing with his hands behind his back and gazing up at the sky, but he was enjoying himself immensely right now!
Whoosh!
A sharp sound tore through the air. Jazz turned around and saw Ronglin descending from the sky, landing lightly beside them.
"Boss!" Jazz exclaimed excitedly. "Was I cool just now?"
"You brat!" Ronglin laughed as he grabbed Jazz's little head. "I was just about to ask you—why were you slacking off? How much longer were you planning to hold that pose?"
Jazz pointed at the nine members of the Elite Combat Group and said, "Boss, look. Not a single one was lost, and none of them suffered any fatal injuries!"
"Not bad!" Ronglin praised Jazz. "But an even crueler trial is coming next!"
"What trial?" Jazz grew excited again. Having sent over a hundred men flying with one move, he had been thrilled by that invincible feeling.
Suddenly, earth-shaking cheers erupted in the distance. Jazz hurriedly turned to look and saw that both the Second and Third Fleets had successfully taken the fortresses and forced the defenders to surrender.
4.4 And even farther away, yesterday's surrendered troops had actually boarded ships and headed toward the newly captured fortresses.
Ronglin smiled. "The Second and Third Fleets will soon take the remaining defensive fortresses. But as for the main island... do you want to claim that great merit?"
Jazz's expression changed at once. "The main island? Boss, are you going to attack the main island?"
Ronglin nodded. "With our current momentum, taking the other fortresses in one stroke won't be a problem. But the main island... I think it would be better if I handled