Winner Takes All novel Chapter 939

What?!

On the side, Debut and Yarol were startled at the same time. Confused, they both turned and looked at Achilles.

Achilles raised his hand, and pointed towards the tank that was slowly traversing its turret.

They looked towards where he was pointing.

When they realized that they were looking at, their expressions changed instantly.

“Look out, Jack!”

Debut yelled at the top of his lungs.

Sadly, he was far away from Jack, who was fighting on a battlefield filled with grueling noises.

His yelling was unfortunately covered up by the noises of the blizzard.

“Don’t fire, it will kill Jack!”

Debut made up his mind and rushed towards the Oirat’s Army.

“Debut!”

His sudden move did not allow Yarol and Achilles any time to react.

“Leave me alone, I’m going to save Jack, I’m going to save Jack…”

Debut did not stop, and continued rushing towards the Oirat army. With a terrified expression, he mumbled, “If he couldn’t hear me since I was too far away, then I’ll yell when I am closer to him. I’ll reach him on time, definitely!”

Hot weapons kill everything equally without prejudice.

This was a commonly known fact.

Before Zenith invented the Dragon Cavalry Sword and its accompanying swordsmanship, the Dragon Cavalry’s actions on the battlefield were very restrained. As such, the brave soldiers of the Cavalry must rely on hot weapons.

After the sword was invented, only then did the glory and legacy of the Dragon Cavalry born! Dominating the battlefield with pure steel and three hundred thousand brave men!

The situation that Jack found himself in confused the ever-living hell out of Debut and the others.

It was like a Killer God who had never tasted defeat in countless prior battles.

However, not matter how strong he was, there was no way that he could survive being blown up by three tank shells.

Despite the messy situation on the battlefield, the tanks were still slowly traversing their turrets. They were absolutely determined to obliterate Jack at all costs.

Snowy wind howled throughout the battlefield.

Debut tried his best to move as fast as he could, but he was occasionally stumbling along the way due to the wounds that he suffered in previous battles.

All he saw were the three tank barrels slowly turning in their mounts.

It was as if the Grim Reaper was preparing to swing his scythe!

Anger was overflowing in Debut’s body, as he ran while yelling out to Jack.

“Jack! Run!”

“The tanks are about to fire! Get out of the way!”

“Dammit, I’m still too far away! He can’t even hear me!”

The chaos on the battlefield coupled with the grueling noises of soldiers losing their lives, even the Oirat troopers could not hear Debut’s yelling, let alone Jack who was basically acting like a Killer God.

His voice was admittedly tiny compared to the noise of tens of thousands of people screaming and yelling on the battlefield.

Behind Debut were Achilles and Yarol, who were wearing a gloomy expression and standing still in pure despair.

Looking at the traversing turrets, their hearts dropped into a deep void, in direct contrast with Debut’s rash actions.

Yarol was carrying Cole on his back, who was injured severely, so he was unable to rush towards the battlefield.

As for Achilles, his rational mind prevented him from doing rash actions.

He was feeling extremely gloomy, even despair as he followed the traversing tank barrels. The more he looked, the more anxious he became.

He knew that while the turret traverse speed of the tank was slow, it would not need much time to train its gun on Jack, and Debut definitely could not catch up to Jack in time to warn him about the tank.

Moreover, Jack was surrounded by thousands of Army, so even if Debut got as close as he could to the battlefield, there was no way his voice would reach Jack, unless he got right next to him.

But…Was that even possible?

At that moment, time seemed to flow slowly.