Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 2600 Matthew Returns and Slays Hundreds With His Sword

The chaotic battle raged on, resembling a meat grinder devouring lives simultaneously. People fell constantly, yet others continued to charge forward with bloodshot eyes.

"Captain Calloway, let these kids fall back. We are already getting old, but they are still young and carry a heavier mission on their shoulders," Stellan said with reluctance, watching the group of youngsters with youthful faces but determined eyes.

Beside him, Evander, covered in wounds, gave a hearty smile. "Stellan, your perspective is too limited. They can only grow quickly through experiences of blood and tears. We've all been through that, and they are no exception."

Seeing the backs of those children, Evander couldn't help but feel sorry for them, but he knew that at this moment, he couldn't afford to be soft-hearted.

Evander gritted his teeth and shouted, "Children, Mr. Warrington wants you to retreat to the safety line. What do you think?"

Over eight hundred children responded in unison, refusing to retreat, "We fight to the death in gratitude! We fight to the death in gratitude!"

Turning around, Evander saw their pure smiles and determined expressions. Their clear voices echoed throughout the Martial League.

determination at such a young age, what fear did they, as adults,

the emotional influence of this group of children, whose average age was no more than sixteen or seventeen, the morale of the entire defensive line suddenly soared

one of the assailants, a Martial League guard reached out again, seizing the necks of two more

lose all signs of life

was

hands being cut off, his eyes turned crimson. Without hesitation, he

Squelch!

through his chest, he bit into the opponent's throat. Using his last ounce of strength, he clenched his teeth, and both he and the enemy fell to the ground

approach, meeting their end amidst the sea of enemies. As for Danny, he was drenched in sweat

"Watch out!"

being ambushed, he

left a deep wound on his chest, visible

Family thug stepped on his shoulder. He held his steel blade aloft, its sharp