184: Chapter 184 Controlling Martin

“I don't know. That big-headed one seems to be using lightning Supernatural Ability. As for this one carrying the green cannon, I have no idea. I've never seen anyone like this before!” Another Wolf-Headed Beastman soldier watched the Radiation Engineer and could only stand far outside the green liquid, not daring to get close at all.

“You've all seen it; with your combat power, you are simply no match for the Commander. I will give you one more chance. Those willing to serve me, stay. Those who aren't, get out immediately. If you still want to fight, then continue charging forward—if you want to die without a complete corpse!” Marcus shouted at this opportune moment.

Murmurs began to rise among the Orc Soldiers. Slowly, some began to shout, “I want to follow General Marcus! I want to serve General Marcus!”

People kept shouting this and running to Marcus's side. At the same time, quite a few chose to leave. As they left, they cursed and swore, looking down upon those who stayed behind.

The army of tens of thousands had surrendered or left, and in the end, only a few thousand remained standing. They stared at the Radiation Engineer with resolute eyes, gripping their weapons tightly. From within the crowd, someone shouted, “For the Magical Beast Empire! For General Mars! Kill!”

Thousands of Orc Soldiers, holding spears and machetes, charged toward the dozens of advanced red alert units. Although people constantly dissolved into pools of green liquid, they continued to rush forward one after another. Occasionally, one or two would get close to the advanced units, but before they could raise their blades to strike, they were electrocuted into charcoal by the Tesla Trooper's arc.

Wei He sat in the anti-air tracked vehicle, watching these thousands of brave and fearless Orc Soldiers on the screen. Soon, they had all died under the muzzle of the Radiation Engineer, and he couldn't help but feel a myriad of emotions. On Blue Star, there were also many countries and many soldiers who, for the sake of their country, would rather die than surrender, fighting heroically, wave after wave, until their death. For a moment, Wei He hesitated, wondering if what he was doing was truly right.

While Wei He was feeling melancholic, the Radiation Engineer and the Tesla Trooper had cleared a path, allowing Yuri to walk out from the middle and come before Martin. At this time, Martin was still in a coma, so Yuri easily took control of him.

Watching the red line connecting Martin's head to Yuri's, Wei He immediately called over four night hawk helicopters. Looking at Martin's condition, he must have been severely tortured by the nuclear radiation of the qingxia demon blade. If he wasn't put into the Militia Training Center soon, he would probably be meeting his big brother soon.

Marcus ordered all the Orc Soldiers to return to their tents to rest. By the morning, the four night hawk helicopters finally arrived overhead. He carefully tied the ropes onto Martin, watching as the night hawk helicopter hoisted Martin up and slowly flew out of his sight.

He knew the Commander would definitely cure Martin, so he ordered the troops to set up pots and cook. Once they were full, he would lead the army to attack the Black Fortress again.

Meanwhile, Emperor Vesemir sat on his throne, quietly looking at the Tiger-headed Orc soldier before him, and slowly asked, “Is everything you said true? Mars has rebelled? Do you know that framing a general is a capital offense?”

“I know. I really saw General Mars leading the garrison from outside the city, fighting all the way to the city gate. It was the Tiger-head General who told me to come and report this to Your Majesty!” The Tiger-headed Orc soldier quickly explained upon hearing Emperor Vesemir's words.

“Go quickly and bring First Prince Spike to me. How is he managing the Military Affairs Department? His subordinates have rebelled, and he doesn't even know a thing about it!” Emperor Vesemir frowned, his eyes practically spitting fire, as he quickly ordered the Tiger-headed Orc soldier.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Spike rushed over. With a thud, he knelt on the ground and said fearfully, “Father, I am here. Did you summon me?”

“Hmph, Mars has rebelled. Did you know? You are so negligent in matters of military importance. I am truly disappointed in you!” Emperor Vesemir glared, shouting at the kneeling Spike.

“Father, I know that Mars has led the garrison from outside the city to the outskirts. The entire Black Fortress has only a little over 10,000 armed forces available, which is simply no match for Mars's army. Therefore, I have already sent people to the Storm Beast Lair to mobilize the garrison from the Northern Camp to come to the capital to protect the throne!” First Prince Spike explained, kneeling on the ground with a very calm tone.

“The reason I didn't tell you, Father, was because I didn't want you to be too worried. Once the troops from the Northern Camp arrive, we can coordinate from inside and outside to defeat Mars's garrison in one fell swoop!” First Prince Spike said, looking at Emperor Vesemir with an air of certainty.

“Very well. Among you young people, you are the most promising. You are truly worthy of being my son, hahahaha!” Emperor Vesemir laughed and praised First Prince Spike.

“Thank you, Father. I will certainly not let you down!” First Prince Spike said, his mouth open with his tongue lolling out, looking smug.

“Alright, go. Go do what you need to do.” Emperor Vesemir waved his hand, signaling for First Prince Spike to withdraw.

First Prince Spike had just walked out of the palace when he saw a Deer-headed Beastman running toward him in a panic. His face full of disdain, he snorted coldly and said, “What is the matter that has you so flustered? You have no decorum at all!”

“Your Highness, the First Prince, it's terrible! The city gate has fallen!” The Deer-headed Beastman said, panting heavily, bent over and covered in sweat.

“What? The city gate has fallen? How could it be so fast?” First Prince Spike widened his eyes, unable to believe what his ears had heard.

“Your Highness, the First Prince, that Marcus, he used his massive body. Just as he reached the city gate, he rammed straight into the city tower. The Tiger-head General was buried in the ruins on the spot and has sacrificed his life heroically. Marcus is leading the remaining Orc army and is attacking toward the First Prince's mansion!” The Deer-headed Beastman quickly explained to First Prince Spike.

“Hmph, you couldn't even stop a mere Tier 5 Magical Beast? You are all a bunch of trash. Follow me!” First Prince Spike snorted coldly and led the Deer-headed Beastman away into the distance.

“Kill! Kill them all! Leave no one alive!” Marcus led the remaining 20,000 Orc Soldiers as they charged toward the First Prince's mansion. Along the way, Orc Soldiers kept coming out to block him, but they were easily flattened by him. Blood and brains splattered everywhere; the scene was extremely bloody.

Halfway through the fight, he suddenly realized that taking the streets was too slow. There was absolutely no need for him to stick to the streets. So, he began to walk in a straight line toward the First Prince's mansion. If any buildings blocked his way, he would simply ram into them, knocking down buildings and kicking over walls. Just like that, he rampaged all the way and soon arrived at the entrance of the First Prince's mansion.