Chapter 59: The mystery of the Slaver King’s ability
[Slash! Spurt!]
A flash of sword light flashed diagonally, and blood spurted out from the three white-robed warriors with green collars in front of Captain Harros. A long bloody gash was opened from their shoulders to their abdomens. The sudden pain made them fall to the ground, screaming desperately as the blood stained the ground red, they were barely conscious.
The base commander of the 194th Marine Branch stationed on Melon Island glanced at the surrounding battle situation with a heavy expression.
At some point, the bombardment between the two sides had ended. As a large number of naval forces rushed to the trenches of the Slave Keepers Corps under the hail of artillery fire and bullets, the form of the battle changed from hot weapons to a brutal fight with cold weapons.
The collision of swords and axes, sparks flying, ferocious faces, bloody sand on the ground, crazy howls, corpses everywhere, the entire coastal desert has been completely shrouded in the tragic atmosphere of this primitive fight.
Initially, the navy had the advantage.
But the troops on the slave-keeping side seemed to be endless, and young and strong warriors armed with swords and axes would emerge from the tunnel at every moment.
They were as strong as the Marines at headquarters and faced pain, death and battle with uncontrolled ferocity, like wild beasts, ready for anything until their last breath while their limbs still moved.
Faced with this kind of opponent, even the well-trained navy gradually became overwhelmed.
Out of necessity, the few remaining senior officers on the warships also joined the fight. Not only Captain Harros, even Rear Admiral Irwin in the distance was decimating everyone around her with ruthless efficiency.
Precisely because of their participation, the Navy finally stabilized the situation, but the follow-up troops of the Slave Keeper Corps continued to flow.