flstandardbreds Chapter 402 Boom Beach
Chapter 402 Boom Beach
As time passed, the night gradually faded away, the blue of the sky began to occupy the sky, and the sun slowly rose from the horizon, casting a soft golden light.
At this time, the Kushan army launched another charge towards Acre. The fire outside the city had long since died down, and the blazing flames seemed like suppressed rage, pale and powerless under the sky. The Kushan army effortlessly stepped over the corpses left behind and rushed in through the gap.
When they passed the city wall, what came into view was a series of ruins that had been burned by a fire. The city was in a mess, and the once bustling streets were now in ruins. The remains of the buildings cast jagged shadows in the morning light, and the charred walls revealed a suffocating desolation.
However, despite the desolation of Acre, many Kushan soldiers rushed into the residential area impatiently, searching through the waste everywhere, trying to find the abandoned wealth.
In the burned-out houses, the soldiers turned over the broken furniture and scanned the ruined walls, hoping to find any loot in the ruins that could fill their pockets. The piles of debris formed small hills, as if every mercilessly discarded item was an object of their plunder.
At the same time, Calixtes rode a war horse, surrounded by a circle of generals, and entered the city of Acre from the north gate in a majestic manner.
Looking at the devastated scene in front of him, he felt annoyed. The city after the fire was like a depressed corpse, and the once prosperous streets were now deserted and desolate.
Calixica knew how heavy the price he had paid was. In order to capture this city, his army had suffered more than 10,000 casualties in yesterday's battle. Adding to the previous losses, it could almost be said that this city had cost him the blood and lives of tens of thousands of soldiers, but in return he got this outcome.
Daiba stood quietly on the side of the street, staring at the monster corpses that were constantly disappearing around him, his heart feeling a pain as if it was being cut by a knife.
Those creatures from the netherworld fell one by one in front of him, as if they had turned into nothingness in an instant, leaving behind only desolation and sorrow. Although their strength was far inferior to that of the terrifying Water Serpent God, the Water Serpent God could still be resurrected after being defeated, and had a chance to continue to exist.
However, these creatures in the underworld had no chance of survival. They had reached the end of their lives and had become nothing more than a wisp of smoke and forgotten shadows. Daiba could only continue to meditate, hoping to find similar monsters in the underworld.
Galixica also noticed these things at the same time. The consideration of the situation in his mind immediately made him realize that whether he could win the fierce battle before him depended not only on his own army's artillery to penetrate the enemy's walls, but also on the creatures from the Netherworld who were constantly charging.
If it weren't for the creatures summoned by Daiba, his army would have been severely damaged by the defenders behind the city walls and would not have been able to enter the city as calmly as today.
"Is there a way to mass-produce creatures from the underworld?"
A thought flashed through his mind like lightning: if he could have an army composed of creatures from the Netherworld, their lawless ferocity and terror would make the armies of the entire continent tremble.
Before he knew it, Gabriel had arrived near the port, and the scene before him made his heart tighten.
Almost all the ships that were anchored here yesterday were taken away by John. The harbor now seemed empty, with only a few wreckages engulfed by flames and ashes scattered on the ground, revealing a sense of helplessness and sadness.
The flame still flickered in the afternoon sun, as if mocking the situation before him.
The anxiety in his heart seemed to surge with the sea breeze. At this moment, the biggest task was to prepare enough ships to ensure that his army could successfully cross the sea and land immediately to launch a fatal attack on the enemy before they could react.
At this moment, John was leaning on the mast of the ship, looking out at the boundless ocean, and he could not help but feel sorrowful. The fall of Acre was not unexpected to him, but he knew that he could not return to the King's Hall. If he did, he would definitely attract a group of people to focus their attention on him, which was definitely not a safe choice for him.
John thought to himself that he had to return to Celilius Island as soon as possible to strengthen the defenses and ensure that the island would stand firm in future battles. At the same time, he also had to do his best to find out the news about Reynard.
Leonard is the lord of the French Hall, and John is only defending on his behalf. If he also chooses to withdraw to the French Hall, then if he sends people to the French Hall for help, wouldn't it make him appear more loyal than others?
A few days later, John's fleet finally landed on the island of Serilius under the waves. John did not choose to rest first, but quickly summoned the soldiers guarding the island to plan the next defense.
In the two ports, he commanded his soldiers to build strong fortifications and artillery batteries. Outside the ancient fortress in the center of the island, John did not hesitate to order the removal of the originally fragile wooden walls and replace them with solid stones.
Time passed quietly in the busy construction. A few days later, one morning, the sun shone through the quiet sky and covered the entire island of Serilius. John came to the construction site again to observe the progress of the soldiers' work.
At this moment, a soldier came running over and reported anxiously:
"General, a fleet is heading towards our port!"
John's expression immediately straightened up, and he was shocked. Then he asked:
"What fleet? Who's in command?"
The soldier replied:
"It has been confirmed that it is General Reynard's fleet!"
John immediately ran to the port. Not far from the port, on the ocean, a fleet was heading towards them.
Finally, a large ship docked steadily at the port, and Reynard walked off the ship. Before John could even speak, Reynard quickly stepped forward and hugged him tightly.
"Master John, you have suffered!"
Leonard sobbed.
"What's going on?"
John thought to himself, but he tried to stay calm and responded in a comforting tone:
"Don't worry, I will protect this last piece of land."
However, Leonard changed the subject and said firmly in a loud voice:
"Don't worry, I'm not one of those people who only know how to make money. Even if I die today, I won't abandon you and run away."
"send!"
John looked ashen at this time. If you don't run away, how can I highlight my brightness and majesty? This really became a surprise attack on the island. John had no choice but to let Reynard go back to rest first, and then he took over Reynard's army and led them to continue fighting on this island.