Chapter 527: A Soldier Should Fall on the Battlefield, Wrapped in Horsehide

In a sparse stretch of woods, everyone stood in formation. Daniel Lyson held the high ground, looking down over them. "You all memorized the Tiger Regiment's glorious history, didn't you?" No one answered. They did not need to. Pride sat plainly on every face. Ever since Daniel Lyson became Regimental Commander, he had treated the Tiger Regiment's chronicle as the first lesson, the iron rule. What their predecessors had done, what brilliant victories they had fought for, every soldier could recite...