The pirates, in a fierce offensive, surged towards the G5 branch like a tide.
Each step was taken on the corpses of Marines, their faces covered with ferocious smiles, their eyes gleaming with fanaticism.
The Marines' defense line was retreating under their attack, the blood on the ground forming small rivers, and the air was filled with a heavy smell of blood.
"Kill!"
A pirate waved the long knife in his hand, his face covered with blood, unable to distinguish whether it was from enemies or himself.
His roar was like that of a beast, filled with fanaticism, driving the surrounding pirates to rush forward even more frantically.
Bullets and shells streaked through the air, as dense as a cloud of death, covering the entire battlefield.
Although the Marine soldiers were outnumbered, their morale remained high.
They gritted their teeth, their eyes filled with determination and unyielding spirit.
They knew that this battle was related to the survival of the entire G5 branch, and everyone had to do their best.
"Even if we die, we will tear a piece of flesh from them!"
A young Marine soldier shouted loudly, waving the spear in his hand and stabbing at a pirate who rushed up.
His face was covered with sweat and dirt, but the firm light in his eyes did not waver in the slightest.
"We are not lambs to be slaughtered. Since you dare to start a war, then we will make you pay the corresponding price!!!"
"If you want to occupy G5, step over my dead body first!!!"
"......"
The surrounding Marines responded one after another, forming a new line of defense to resist the pirates' attack.
However, the pirates' numerical advantage was too obvious, and they used the advantage of guns and artillery to continue to advance.
The pirates, like a tide, surged towards the outside of the city wall from all directions.
Each roar of artillery fire tore open a new gap in the Marines' defense line.
And those bricks and corpses that were blown away seemed to be declaring the cruelty of the battlefield to them.
Outside the city wall, the pirates had already reached the gaps that had been opened in the previous battle.
Those gaps were like wide-open mouths, waiting to devour more lives.
The pirates stepped on the corpses of the Marines and rushed forward without hesitation.
Their eyes were filled with the fanaticism of victory, as if they had already seen themselves standing in the center of the G5 branch, enjoying the fruits of victory.
"Advance!"
A pirate leader held up the large knife in his hand and directed the pirates under his command to rush forward.
His voice was like thunder, inspiring the heart of every pirate.
Their steps became firmer, and the weapons in their hands were wielded more forcefully.
"With only the strength of one branch, everything is in vain. My greatsword is eager for blood."
"I've killed six Marines. I'm sure to be a squad leader!"
"What a trouble, wouldn't it be better to wait for death obediently? It's disgusting that merits like to run around!!!"
"......"
The pirates held up the heads of the Marines and mocked loudly, the entire battlefield filled with blood.
Faced with such a fierce attack, the Marine soldiers still did not retreat.
Their eyes burned with a raging fighting spirit, as if at this moment, they had transcended the boundary between life and death.
Every fallen comrade aroused a stronger desire to fight in their hearts.
"For the G5 branch!"
A Marine general shouted loudly, waving the command sword in his hand and leading the remaining soldiers to rush forward.
His figure appeared exceptionally tall on the battlefield, and he had already put life and death aside when he rushed forward.
He knew that this war was not only for victory, but also to defend their honor and beliefs.
"Kill!"
"Charge!!!"
"......"
The pirates' attacks continued to surge like a tide, and although the Marines' defense line was constantly retreating, it never collapsed.
Every soldier was using their own blood and life to build solid barriers.
Their eyes were filled with a desire for victory, and as long as there was still a breath left, they would not let the pirates pass easily.
On the battlefield, shouts of killing, explosions, and the sound of metal collisions intertwined, forming a cruel war song.
In this war song, everyone was writing their own chapter, whether pirates or Marines, they were showing the most real side in this war.
"Kill!"
A Marine soldier roared, thrusting the spear in his hand into the chest of a pirate.
Blood splattered, his face full of determination and madness.
"Charge!"
A pirate waved the large knife in his hand and slashed fiercely at a Marine soldier blocking the way.
His eyes were full of blood red, as if he had been swallowed by the pleasure of killing.
On the battlefield, blood stained the earth red, and corpses piled up like mountains.
Everyone was fighting for their beliefs, whether pirates or Marines, they were showing the strongest will in this cruel war.
In this war, no one would give up easily, and everyone was writing their own legend in their own way.
......
"Boom!!!"
With a loud noise, the sea near the Big Mom Pirates' ship suddenly became turbulent.
Huge waves churned, as if the sea god was roaring.
Immediately afterwards, shells, like dense dark clouds, approached the pirate ship rapidly with a whistling sound.
"Boom!"
A shell exploded, shaking the pirate ship slightly, and flames soared into the sky.
The pirates immediately took action, busily dealing with this sudden attack.
Katakuri's eyes narrowed, waving the trident in his hand, splitting the flying shells in half.
Fragments and flames splashed around him, but there was no fear on his face, but instead he was even more calm.
Each time he waved the trident, he could accurately shoot down the shells.
"The Marines' support has arrived!"
A pirate shouted loudly, his tone filled with anger.
On the distant sea, ships could be vaguely seen gradually appearing, their flags fluttering in the wind, announcing the arrival of the Marines.
The pirates looked at each other, knowing that the battle belonging to them was about to begin.
"Maintain formation, meet the enemy!"
Katakuri ordered loudly, his voice like a Hong Zhong, resounding on the sea.
His eyes were firm, and the trident shone with a cold light in the sun.
The ships coming to support from a distance were getting closer and closer, the whistling of shells became more and more dense, and the explosions rose and fell.
The pirates quickly adjusted the defensive formation of the ships, some raised huge shields, and some manipulated the cannons on the ships, fighting back against the incoming shells.
"Everyone, prepare to meet the enemy!"
Katakuri shouted again, his voice with an unquestionable majesty.
The pirates responded one after another, and the fear in their eyes was gradually replaced by the passion of battle.
"Kill!"
"Kill all these supporting dogs!!"
"The Big Mom Pirates will win every battle!!!"
"......"
The pirates turned their ships and launched an attack towards the ships coming to support from a distance.
Katakuri stood at the bow of the ship, his eyes like torches, watching the approaching Marine ships.
On the sea, artillery fire was continuous, and the horn of battle had been sounded.
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