Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 3277

Argh!

Countless bondslaves let out beast-like growls from their throats, appearing like a tidal wave from both ends of Hellfire Canyon. They surged madly toward the allied frontline forces trapped in the canyon. At this moment, Leopold and Rogan, each leading half of the warriors, fought the enemies separately. Leopold looked at the surge of vampires appearing ahead, his eyes were cold and indifferent as he calmly said, “Enter combat mode.”

Swoosh!

The Infernal Warriors behind him swiftly loaded their bullets. They raised the machine guns and the lightweight armor cannons on the armored car high, aiming at the enemies that appeared ahead. Leopold said coldly, “Today is the day for the world to witness the fearless courage of the Infernal Warriors. We fight for Remdik, for the alliance, and for humanity. Hooray!”

“Hooray!”

The Infernal Warriors behind Leopold let out a furious roar in unison. Meanwhile, the bondslaves in the distance were getting closer and closer. Leopold raised his hand and suddenly waved.

The messenger beside him shouted, “Fire the cannons!” The sound of the tanks and heavy artillery was heard. Dozens of cannons whistled through the air, landing among the bondslaves. One after another, they exploded, instantly shattering these underground bondslaves into pieces, causing the debris to fly in all directions. Seeing this, a cold smirk appeared on Leopold's face. Upon seeing the situation, the Infernal Warriors around could not help but cheer excitedly, “Hooray!”

However, although the low-ranking vampires were not very powerful, they were numerous in quantity. Besides, they had an instinctive urge for blood and a strong desire to murder people. Moreover, they subconsciously acted according to the will of the higher-ranking vampires.

Although the first round of cannon attack by the Infernal Warriors had caused quite a damage, the bondslaves were not afraid of death at all. They were like wild beasts with bloodshot eyes, stepping on the corpses and blood of their companions, and ferociously charging forward. Looking at the bondslaves who ended their lives like moths to a flame, Leopold frowned slightly.

“Fearless dark scum. Keep attacking them with cannons. Crush them all to pieces.”