If this story makes any sense to you - *any* sense whatsoever - you are a better person than I.
I don't consider anyone who resorts to excessive use of foul language to be a writer. When potty mouth began, I bailed.
Another ancient adventure-type story. Bored me out of my skull. Bailed after skimming a few chapters.
Swashbuckling! Say it ten times over, and you get the idea of this book. I don't think I've ever read anything so melodramatic, so high-handed, so lacking in science, nor so devoid of believable characterization.
Ignore all the silliness, and it is a half-decent read.
Our hero bounces all around Mars, defeating enemies with the sword, and finally getting the girl he loves.