"P-p-please... spare me..."
"..."
"..."
Where did it all go wrong?
It was clearly a situation where victory was inevitable.
They knew all the enemy's weaknesses and strengths, had perfectly deceived the enemy, and even had three times the manpower.
Yet they lost.
In the past two hours, about half the troops died right here. The rest either fled or were captured while fleeing.
Like Gaspar now.
A complete defeat. They lost so badly it seemed almost impossible.
Boom-boom-boom-boom!
'Those things' are coming.
Didn't they say they were made of thin steel?
Shouldn't they be penetrated after being shot at a few times?
Why do bullets and swords just bounce off that thing called a 'tractor' without even touching it?
With his last strength, even knowing it was meaningless, he struck the transparent wall before him with the sword he was holding.
Ting.
And it bounced off.
The power of Lexan.
"Over there, it's the enemy commander!"
"Here! Take me... take me as prisoner..."
