CHAPTER 280

As Romeo stood over the wounded Colonel Johan, his eyes narrowed with a mix of triumph and disdain.

Without a word, he lunged forward with the agility of a predator. His first blow landed squarely on Johan's jaw with a sickening thud, snapping his head back violently.

Blood spurted from Johan's mouth as he gasped in pain, but Romeo showed no mercy.

Each subsequent punch was a precise, calculated assault, fueled by years of pent-up rage and the desire to prove his strength.

His fists hammered into Johan's face and body relentlessly, the force of each blow echoed through the tent.

Johan's cries of agony mingled with the sounds of the ongoing battle outside, it was a symphony of destruction that underscored his defeat.

Outside the tent, Mondoshi soldiers swiftly moved to assert their dominance.

With disciplined efficiency, they tore down the tattered remnants of Harte Boer flags and insignia, replacing them with the imposing banners of their own military.

The sight of blue Mondosh
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