i have a super island

Chapter 1265
A sudden war broke the rare peace of Waterles.

What the residents of those cities are most afraid of is war. Once war comes, it means that their lives may come to an abrupt end at any time. Usually at this time, these residents will close their doors and windows tightly and hide in their own tunnels , did not come out of it until the war was over.

For most of the residents of Waterles, this is a normal operation, and of course there will be a very small number of guys who are not afraid of death to go to the streets to watch the excitement.

These spectators are also afraid of war, but they just can't restrain their inner curiosity. Even though the port is already bloody and bloody, they still want to climb as high as possible to check the battle situation on the front line .

On the surface of the East China Sea, ships from this group of red-clothed believers floated over continuously. Who knows how many of these guys there are.

As far as the current situation is concerned, there are almost a hundred ships that have docked at the port. They cannot enter the port area, and they are all stuck outside the blocking iron gates.

These lunatics only wanted to avenge Karami, and they didn't even think about what was wrong with this matter. The Karami who walked out of the room that day was so suspicious, but no one raised any doubts .

Brainwashing is a double-edged sword, and at this time the shortcomings are also reflected.

After firmly grasping the thoughts of these low-level believers, these believers will naturally become tool people who can't think.Their thinking is simple, but at the same time they are quite extreme, and they are very easy to be incited. Just one word can make them like mad dogs out of the cage, catch whoever they catch, and bite whoever they want, even if they themselves are smashed to the ground.

"Revenge for Lord Karami!"

"Kill these heretics!"

"They should be cursed by the gods, go to the ground, heretics!"

The shouts of these lunatic-like red-clothed believers echoed in the port. They were not afraid of death, and marched forward bravely. Even if they used their bodies to resist the blades in the soldiers' hands, they would not blink their eyes.

They are a group of dead men, shouting slogans while scrambling to die.

Harper was shocked by the scene in front of him. Is this the Nile people he knows?For so many years, he never thought that one day those peaceful, industrious and friendly Nile people would become what they are now.Why did this change happen, what exactly changed them, was it really what Halde did in Nile?From this point of view, he did the right thing by leaving Nile, joining the nations, and swearing allegiance to Equation.

"These people are no longer Nile civilians, they are lunatics and devils, kill them!"

Seeing his soldiers being pushed down one after another by these cardinals, Harper no longer had the kindness he had before. His kindness was only available to unarmed civilians, but to these cardinals with axes, sickles, and hooks exception.

As more and more cardinals climbed onto the shore, the front line guarded by Nero's soldiers was forced to retreat bit by bit.

If they retreated further, the entire port area would be occupied by these cardinals, and Harper and his soldiers had reached the point where they could not retreat.

"General, they're going to open the gate."

The tense voice of the soldiers reached Harper's ears. It could be seen that the cardinals occupying the pier had sent a group of people to the entrance and exit of the harbor to turn the winch there, trying to open the gate and let the ships rush in.

Harper yelled, "These bastards!" If they were allowed to open the lock and their ships flooded into the port, they would climb ashore faster, and the port would definitely be captured by them.

"Come on a team and kill them with me!"

In desperation, Harper took the lead and organized a stormtrooper to kill towards the pier.

These red-clothed believers have very low combat effectiveness, and there is no way to stop them when facing the assault of the stormtroopers.

Wherever the stormtroopers passed, the cardinals were chopped down one after another.

Harper took the lead, the scimitar in his hand had already been slashed, and the armor on his body was also stained with blood. Finally, he cut a bloody path among the crowd, reached the pier and seized the winch that controlled the gate.

After Harper led the stormtroopers to capture the pier, the Niro soldiers behind him immediately filled up, forming an awl-shaped battle formation, occupying the main part of the long and narrow pier, forcing the cardinals to go in from both sides. Climb up and down.

This kind of climbing is tantamount to queuing up to deliver heads. When these cardinals were still crawling towards the shore, the scimitars of the Nero soldiers had already chopped on their heads.

Even at this point, these red-clothed believers still did not back down. They had already dedicated everything, including their lives, to the great God Amon and Halder. Death was nothing to be afraid of at all, even they Also proud to die.

This kind of madness is really frightening, and even the Nero soldiers squatting on the pier were awed by their energy.

Some soldiers flashed their spirits, and the group of red-clothed believers grabbed their weapons, and several believers below pulled them down together, and pulled the soldiers on the pier down in one fell swoop.

The results of the soldiers who were pulled down were obvious. In the next second, they would be stripped of their armor by these crazy believers, and then they would be ripped apart as if to vent their anger.

The fighting continued, and more and more corpses piled up in the seawater of the port area.

Those corpses floated on the water, their blood staining the harbor water crimson.

"General, it will be difficult for us to continue like this."

The morale of the soldiers was low, and fighting against such an opponent would be unbearable for anyone with a normal mind.

Not to mention anything else, even if these fanatical believers stretched out their heads and let the Nero soldiers cut them off, even if they cut him ten or twenty times, their arms would be tired.

The battle has lasted for more than an hour, and this kind of non-stop battle has exhausted the Nile soldiers' physical strength.

Harper was more capable of fighting than ordinary soldiers, but his condition was not much better. The constant swinging of his arms made his hands congested severely, and his consciousness gradually became numb, so he could only mechanically repeat the movement of slashing. .

Once a person is exhausted, his reaction will also drop at the same time. At first, only a few soldiers were dragged down, but now and then soldiers are dragged down by those red-clothed believers from time to time.

Seeing a cardinal climbing up the stone on the pier, Harper instinctively swung his knife to chop it off.

"Crack-"

The blade smashed into the crimson cultivator's skull, but the guy didn't die on the spot. He firmly grasped Harper's scimitar with both hands, and dragged Harper down with the last force in front of him.

Harper didn't have time to react, and before he let go of the scimitar with his numb palm, he felt that his body lost his balance and was about to be dragged down by the red-clothed believer.

(End of this chapter)