In the city below the Red Hair mansion, residents of the entire city have woken up one after another. They have received the news. At this time, these civilians are running for their lives.
As for the Monster that resists the seabed, are you kidding me?
That's what the army has to do. Should we let people like them hold kitchen knives and fight Monster?
However, the military camps far away from the residents were not prepared in any way. Their reaction was slower than that of the people in the city. They could not protect the people in the city, or even themselves.
There is a slightly elevated flat land near the seaside of the small seaside country, where a group of soldiers live. This is where the country's army is located.
New Island has a small population, so naturally there will not be many troops. There are less than a thousand troops stationed here.
In the makeshift command post in the southeast corner of the military camp, the commander is sitting cross-legged in front of a wooden table.
The commander's calloused fingers rubbed the crystal cup. The inferior wooden table was shiny under the Moonlight, forming an ironic contrast with the top-quality white wine from Bacchus in the cup:
He is different from hereditary nobles like Red Hair, but a civilian general who has been promoted step by step from the lowest level of soldiers.
Over the years, he has been promoted to commander by virtue of his military exploits.
He constantly resisted pirates, pirates, and bandits coming from the coast, and in the past few years, he and Vinese jointly defeated Sarleon's army.
The dense scars on his body are a symbol of glory.
Now that the commander is nearly fifty, he is very satisfied with his current situation.
In this small coastal country, he can be said to be the most powerful person besides Princess Ortega.
But now the princess actually had a conflict with Red Hair and returned to Mist-Shrouded City. It is said that their dispute was because of a mermaid.
The commander sneered disdainfully:
"There is no such thing as a mermaid. Princess Ortega must be dissatisfied with Red Hair's alienation from her, so the conflict broke out."
But thinking of this, he prayed that the princess would never let King Vinese transfer him back to Mist-Shrouded City. He would be more comfortable in this small seaside country, and he couldn't bear to leave his subordinates. He had already felt at home here.
"Hey, it seems that I am indeed getting older. As I get older, I tend to have random thoughts and get nostalgic."
Just as he took a sip of wine, a shout suddenly came from outside the door.
He stood up and was about to ask, when the door was opened and a soldier rushed in in a panic.
"Commander, it's bad, there are Monster, Monster and the murlocs attacking our camp."
"What's the matter Monster, calm down, you have just become my bodyguard and you are so flustered, how unbecoming is it!"
Seeing the panic on the guard's face, the commander hurriedly put on his helmet and walked out of the room with a long sword in hand.
Earth-shattering sounds of fighting and shouting rang out outside. The commander looked around and saw several Monsters covered in green, with scales and wearing helmets, fighting with his soldiers.
Some of those Monster were armed with spears, and some were armed with broadswords. They were extremely brave, and the soldiers under their command were suppressed for a while.
The commander shouted, "Gods above, follow me to kill the enemy."
Then he strode forward, and a frogman spear thrower instantly threw the three-pronged spear in his hand.
The commander's shoulder guard flashed past the tip of the spear, and the sword blade cut out with his backhand accurately cut into the gap between the scales, and the frogman's head rolled down to the sand with a stunned expression.
He used his left knee to push hard behind him, knocking back a frogman who wanted to attack him. At the same time, he turned around and slashed its naked chest with his long sword.
The violent frogman exposed the organs in his belly in an instant, and blue blood poured out.
The commander would not miss this opportunity. He stabbed upward with his sword and pierced Monster's chin.
Then he gasped slightly and shouted, "Don't be afraid, follow me to kill the enemy."
Seeing how brave their commander was, the surrounding soldiers cheered. Their morale soared, and they actually briefly suppressed the attacking murlocs.
At this moment, the commander's pupils suddenly shrank, and a Dark Iron Sea Turtle that was comparable to a battering ram in front of him ran over the fence. The barnacles attached to the tortoise shell glowed coldly under the Moonlight.
The simple camp defense railings were completely unable to stop it, and the railings shattered after just one impact.
The turtle waved its front paws easily, and when the huge railing flew up, the commander quickly rolled to the side, while the three soldiers behind him were knocked out by the railing and fell to the ground unable to get up again. Apparently, they had taken in too much air and left out too little.
The commander was horrified:
By the gods!
Is there really such a huge Monster?
"Fire the arrow! Fire the arrow!"
The archers behind him heard the order and shot arrows at the giant turtle.
But there was only a tinkling sound on the turtle shell, and the arrows had no effect on the giant turtle. A few of them hit the front paws and head of the giant turtle, just like burrs pricking in a human hand. The turtle only let out a slight pain, and then became more ferocious.
It waved its front paws left and right, easily knocking away the soldiers who were constantly attacking. It suddenly bit a soldier's body and swung him hard into the group of archers behind it, knocking down one of the archers.
These soldiers felt helpless in their hearts.
If the attack is ineffective, how can we fight?
"Is this Monster invincible?" Some soldiers shouted in panic.
The commander roared and stepped forward with all his strength. He wanted to risk his life and inflict serious damage on the giant turtle to rekindle the fighting power of his own group of soldiers.
At this time, the turtle suddenly stopped. The tortoise shell covered with coral patterns suddenly cracked a few gaps. The huge trident pierced Moonlight first, and a fishman jumped from its back and fell to the ground.
The commander looked up and saw that the Monster in front of him had a naked upper body, showing his majestic muscles. His lower body was actually a huge and thick snake-shaped tail. He was just sitting slightly cross-legged on the ground, holding a huge trident in his hand.
Under the refraction of Moonlight, the trident glowed coldly. At this glance, he looked like a child compared with the Monster in front of him.
But Monster in front of him spoke, and he actually smiled and said, "You are very good, human being.
"I am Sparta, the leader of the fish people, and you should be the strongest among humans.
"Now we fishmen have the advantage, but as long as you challenge me in a duel and defeat me, I will promise not to harm your lives, how about that?"
The leader of the fishmen?
The commander heard this and didn't even reply. The fish-man in front of him should be the leader of Monster. As long as he kills him, the attack of these Monsters will naturally retreat.
Without even thinking about it, he raised his sword with both hands and quickly struck at Sparta.
But Sparta stopped the commander's attack with just a simple movement. He actually caught the incoming sword with two fingers.
"How... how is it possible?"
The commander tried his best, but to no avail. He was stunned. When he recovered, he saw in horror that his long sword had been lifted up by the fish-man.
Then he felt a chill in his abdomen, and the fishman actually inserted the trident in his abdomen, then held the weapon with one hand and raised it high, looking proudly at the frightened soldiers around him.
Seeing this, the soldiers advanced instead of retreating, shouting, "Avenge the commander! Brothers, charge!"
The soldiers closest to the commander are all his personal guards, and naturally they will not collapse like ordinary soldiers. Moreover, they are loyal to their commander and do not want their superiors to die tragically at the hands of Monster.
However, courage sometimes cannot make up for the gap in strength.
Sparta disdainfully used a little force and threw the commander's body out of the halberd, knocking down several soldiers immediately, but the other soldiers still ran towards him. It seemed that they also knew the principle of catching the thief first.
Sparta actually held his own weapon with both hands, raised the weapon high in the air, and quickly rotated it.
Then he shouted loudly and struck the trident's handle on the ground.
In an instant, a huge translucent aura appeared with him as the center, and wave-like airflow burst out in all directions, sending several soldiers closest to him flying upside down and falling to the ground without any movement again;
The soldiers far away from him were covered in blood and fell to their knees with dull expressions.
Sparta strolled up to these kneeling soldiers, easily waving the trident in his hand, harvesting their lives.
The remaining soldiers finally collapsed and fled in all directions, shouting and crying, constantly saying that the end of the world was coming.
Sparta smiled and looked at everything in front of him with satisfaction. He once again raised the halberd in his hand and waved forward.
Countless murlocs behind them cheered and ran forward, harvesting the lives of the human soldiers.