There can't be a Harvest Moon in the RimWorld.

Rokurinmen cried out in despair, "My lord, whose side are you on?!"

But I immediately took a step back and added, "It's just that I'm afraid you..." I forced a Nike emoji on my face, "...you don't have that ability!"

Enraged by this, Hiron drew his oddly shaped longsword from his waist and stabbed it at my eye with lightning speed, attempting to kill me instantly.

But the 460 Legion behind me had already swung their special system-issued cleavers even faster!

Under normal circumstances, the Shiron in front of me is already the most skilled fighter I have ever seen. With the mediocre abilities of the 460 Legion, they would not be able to achieve such a counterattack.

But I just put my hands behind my back and gave Lao Liu and Lion a signal. Regardless of whether the other side intends to attack, they will draw their swords without hesitation. This is called using offense as defense, attacking where the opponent must defend. If the other side is arrogant enough to dare to take a sword strike head-on, then I can make them pay a heavy price.

Of all the people I've met, Gray is exceptionally talented but somewhat immature, unable to fully unleash his full potential. He often falls into a disadvantageous position due to misjudgments, making him the invincible legend of Ranch Genos in my eyes.

Mr. Rhodes from another world is incredibly skilled at using a crowbar, and his grappling and fighting techniques are also quite impressive. He also possesses a variety of amazing gadgets, along with rich combat experience and meticulous tactical thinking, making him a formidable opponent for all kinds of non-human creatures.

Unfortunately, his weakness lies in his excessive experience and meticulous thinking. He has mastered the art of subduing the enemy without fighting, and when he can't win, he runs away, showing no indomitable spirit of a martial artist.

Even without using firearms, Hiron and his freak mercenary group displayed formidable combat prowess.

In particular, the combat skills and combat intuition of the leader, Hiron, truly broadened my horizons.

His oddly shaped longsword was swift in its strikes and even faster in its retraction. He immediately and cautiously stopped just centimeters away from me, without even using the retaliatory function of the colonist system—clearly, he could control his killing intent at will!

Then, the swift blades rained down like a torrential downpour, frantically slashing at the armor of the 460th Legion, producing clanging sounds, each strike targeting a flaw in their movements.

The 460 Legion's sword strikes, however, seemed particularly hampered by their heavy equipment and long-handled weapons, resulting in slow and sluggish movements that rendered them unable to pose an effective threat.

If the conditions were equal, they would probably all be dead by now.

The Hiron mercenary group, which then entered the battlefield, moved like ghosts, using the optical camouflage on their bodies to appear and disappear on the field.

The 460 Legion was already outnumbered, and they only saw the flash of blades when the ghostly figures of the Hiron mercenary group appeared before them. By the time they retaliated with their swords, their opponents had already vanished into thin air.

What's even more terrifying is that such attacks are often just feints; the real killing blow will appear silently behind them and deliver a fatal blow!

"clang!"

With a resounding boom, Zero Lion blocked the attack with his armor, but was shaken by the immense force and couldn't help but take a step back. Fortunately, his two right-hand men, Jungmi Lee and Sean Quinn, came to his rescue, wielding their swords from both sides and charging into the fray, freeing Zero Lion from the siege.

Such crises have occurred countless times in a short period of time. If it weren't for the all-around protection of the indestructible armor, they would probably have been routed and their bodies strewn across the battlefield long ago.

However, the 460 Legion did not panic at all. Instead, under the attack of the Hiron mercenary group, they automatically arranged themselves into three squads, back to back, confronting the enemy.

"So you've already given up resisting? Your men are wearing heavy armor and have come this far; they seem to have almost no strength left. Is there any point in resisting?"

Hiron chuckled as he watched his men toy with the 460 Legion, then pointed his knife at my face.

He bluntly exposed her: "Don't struggle anymore, I've seen through you completely. From your fight just now, I noticed that you can only passively retaliate against those attackers, right? Such a weakness is obvious to me, as long as I don't attack you..."

The Hiron mercenary group also approached the 460 Legion, like ruthless killers eyeing their prey caught in a trap.

The eccentric Hiron deliberately sheathed his sword, grinning smugly: "What other tricks do you have up your sleeve to turn the tables? Make your move!"

After speaking, the Hiron mercenary group in the distance simultaneously drew their swords at the enemy, swung them, and sheathed them in one fluid motion.

Chapter 468 People cannot be generalized.

From the moment the battle began, it was destined that it would never end peacefully.

I sighed softly. "You actually found out. That's right, my mastery of the Ultimate Instinct is not yet complete, so I can only make my various parts of my body sense the danger around me beyond instinct, and make decisions and act without thinking."

While shamelessly activating my Sharingan and attributing the glorious deeds of a certain burly guy to myself, I asked him, "So where did you train your combat techniques?"

Hiron said expressionlessly, "Cultivation? We don't have anything so weak. The teamwork and tactics of the Hiron Mercenary Group are honed in the most brutal battles in the universe."

His strange face carried a sense of pride, but I noticed a scar on his forehead that had not fully healed.

"We have no exceptional skills in guns, technology, or psionic energy, yet we've become the top pirate mercenary group in the universe. Do you think that's something we've developed through training?!"

I couldn't help but clap my hands and exclaimed, "You're absolutely right! No wonder you're a world-renowned pirate mercenary group and assassin squad. You don't even flinch when you're being hacked to death. I'm truly impressed!"

“What are you saying!” Hiron said curtly.

I pointed into the distance and said, "Look, those who were hacked to death didn't even utter a sound of pain. What else could this be but the Wolf Exterminator?"

Looking in the direction I was pointing, I saw that the 460 Legion was surrounded by the Hiron Mercenary Group. Countless strange longswords were thrust into their assembly point, as if it were a silent execution.

However, it can be seen from the other side that, where the oddly shaped longswords were pointing, these weapons made of unknown alloys, though sturdy, were cut in two by the machetes in the hands of the 460 Legion, the cold blades even slicing from their chests to their heads.

Such a still and tragic scene inevitably evokes the terrifying speed at which the ferocious cleaver flashed from the ground and cleaved upwards, shattering the opponent's pride and life in one fell swoop!

"impossible!"

Leader Hiron's eyes widened, his expression shifting rapidly from surprise and doubt to rage, and his murderous aura was once again released without reservation. His anger seemed not to stem from the deaths of his men, but solely from the unacceptability of this sudden defeat.

I feigned surprise and said, "Didn't you just say you had seen through me? But you probably didn't expect the potential of humanity!"

"Let me tell you, you can't generalize about people. Humans can slide tackle tigers, punch through steel plates, and even transform into the Hulk when they're extremely angry!"

Hiron, his face contorted with rage, said in a chilling voice, "This is clearly your trap!"

Anyone with eyes can see that Hiron has been fooled.

In the blink of an eye, the 460 Legion, divided into three small teams, stood back to back and attacked with lightning speed, gradually gaining a foothold in the counterattack.

They completely abandoned defense, focusing solely on unleashing a relentless barrage of attacks. If one side was surrounded, those nearby would unleash their blades, tearing the Hiron mercenary group's assault to shreds.

The previously slow upward slashing motion of the blade was now as fast as lightning, the cleaver swinging out at several times the speed before, effortlessly cleaving the weapons, armor, and enemies in its path in two.

In the blink of an eye, four or five strange men in white robes were caught in the flash of the blade. Their oddly shaped longswords, which they used to block and defend, were completely ineffective and were cut in half, killing them instantly!

The steel barbarian greatsword produced by the system, although not as amazing in combat power as my steel halberd, still has an unreasonable armor penetration effect!

The more important reason why they were able to hit the enemy was that the 460 Legion, which had just been toyed with like monkeys in a circus by the Hiron mercenary group, was now performing as if they had activated the Kaioken technique.

If the 460 Legion was just an iron turtle with an exceptionally hard shell, then it is now a Xuanwu, a divine beast that intimidates the north, and it also has the characteristics of "advanced critical strike", "advanced power", "advanced combo" and so on, catching the opponent off guard!

The remaining monsters realized something was wrong and immediately abandoned their previous dense formation, foregoing their tactic of head-on sword fighting, and gradually retreated.

The 460th Legion no longer concealed its presence and quickly transformed into a horizontal formation, marching forward shoulder to shoulder, wielding extremely ferocious long-handled broadswords. Their arrogant momentum could only be described by the description in the "Biography of Li Siye" in the Old Book of Tang: "With one swing, they killed several people. There was no strong opponent in front of them. If they encountered enemy cavalry, both men and horses were crushed, causing the enemy to lose their morale."

Hiron wanted to go and salvage the situation. If he really held me back and allowed Hiron's mercenary group to readjust their tactics, wouldn't the advantage I had created by setting up the mental trap have been wasted?

Therefore, it's impossible for me to let him have his way.

I pulled my steel halberd from the ground, drawing a perfect arc to block his path, and said earnestly, "Don't go. Your opponent is me, and the mercenary group's opponent is 460. From now on, this battlefield will be a battle of kings against kings, and soldiers against soldiers. Do you understand?"

At this moment, the pirate leader I had just released woke up and, realizing the situation was not right, immediately commanded the pirates of Sabre Bay to launch another attack in an attempt to relieve the pressure on the main battlefield.

The Reverse Lightning Legion also rejoined the defense line without hesitation, stubbornly resisting the pirates with a force several times smaller than the enemy!

In an instant, apart from me and Chief Hiron still facing off, the entire Sabre Bay was engulfed in a wave of fierce fighting, with shouts of battle rising higher and higher.

"Did you devise these tactics on the spot?" Chief Shiron asked through gritted teeth.

I shook my head: "You overestimate me. War is like gambling. Although I'm confident of winning, to win gracefully, I need to prepare more trump cards to deal with things calmly. But even with such thorough preparation, I almost got screwed over by an old bastard..."

With a complicated expression, Hiron gritted his teeth and said, "What you're doing doesn't make you a warrior, it just makes you a gambler... You remind me of that gambler from the Hiron race!"

I shook my head. “Your description of me as a gambler is inaccurate. Back then, Chen Daozai won 3700 million with 20 dollars, so it wouldn’t be a problem for me, Marcus, to win 20 million with 500. So I think you should call me a gambling freak.”

Hiron's eyes were filled with icy killing intent. "So, what other trump cards do you have that you haven't used yet?"

I chuckled. "What a coincidence! I actually have one trump card I haven't used yet... Now that the battle has come to this point, I'll play it all."

After saying that, I shouted into the night sky, "Come out, the neighbor's royal army!"

Then, the noisy and heavy sound of hooves rose from afar like thunder, and countless torches were suddenly lit, forming a long, winding serpent of flame in the night, which rushed into the territory of Sabre Bay and violently trampled into this battlefield.

A tall, imposing lord in fine clothes, with a strange, stiff face like a dead man, led a cavalry force of over a hundred men into the area. He nodded to me, and his cavalry quickly surrounded the Saber Bay pirates' forces, playing a decisive role in the chaotic battle!

Seeing the mad lord of the Loader's Domain appear here with his troops, and clearly on the enemy's side, the pirates of Sabre Bay finally collapsed in morale, stood frozen in place, put down their weapons, and dared not resist any longer.

In the quiet, I could also hear Eaton whispering to the bald man in the distance.

“Alexander, you’re right… Your style of doing things is too much like that of pirates… No… it’s more like that of pirates than pirates!”

Chapter 469 Spy Within a Spy

"They're taking so long to arrive."

I stood in the center of the field, holding a halberd, my position becoming the focal point of the entire battlefield.

Without a doubt, the entire Sabre Bay is now under my control.

The mad lord of the Loader's Domain rode calmly into the battlefield on horseback.

What I envy is that his current appearance, with his tall horse, fine clothes, and hundreds of riders, already surpasses mine by more than a step, and he even exudes an air of superiority befitting someone in a high position.

The mad lord rode up to my side and, facing the pirate group in front of him, whispered in a deadpan voice, "Surrender. You don't want to die a horrible death, do you?"

The pirate leader of Sabre Bay gritted his teeth and said, "You bastard! You promised us you wouldn't move..."

The mad lord's expression remained unchanged, but his tone was exceptionally mocking: "Haha, you don't actually think a mere verbal alliance will work, do you?! Our alliance is based solely on similar strength and complementary needs, but given the current situation..."

He drew his gun from his waist and pointed it at the distorted face of the pirate leader from his horse.

"You do not deserve."

I watched this guy's performance with a cold eye, and I had to admit that although his face was fake, his thick skin was real.

The two people in front of him were a pirate who had been entangled with him for many years and me, who had caused him to suffer heavy losses over the years. However, he was able to use his skills to navigate between them, assess the situation, and seize the greatest benefits almost without bloodshed. He could also selectively shoot one of them depending on the circumstances.

Who would have thought that just half a day ago, this guy was issuing me an ultimatum in the name of being a pirate ally!

This guy is definitely good material for a double agent.

When I launched my preemptive attack on Saber Bay, the privateers of Loader's Territory had already discovered our presence and reported the information to the Mad Lord.

The pirates' biggest misunderstanding was that they mistook the style of the free trade zone for my style of doing things, thinking that I was a powerful but amicable businessman who just wanted to establish a foothold here, so they failed to judge my aggressiveness.

But the loader knows very well that I am not here to do business, but rather a person destined to break the mold, a person who will turn the wasteland upside down as soon as I appear.

So the Mad Lord immediately guessed that my troop deployment this time was not a test or an escort, but a carefully planned military operation—just like his own experience back then. If anyone took my unintentional move as a casual pawn, they would definitely be forced into a sorry state by the subsequent killing move.

So on the morning of the second day after the Reverse Lightning Legion set off, he deviated from the plan to remain inactive and boldly rushed into the Free Trade Zone to find out what was going on.

In the free trade zone, he found me still in the bar.

We then had a conversation that wasn't very pleasant, but it was definitely very productive.

This mad lord told me that these pirates had actually been planning an attack on the free trade zone for a long time.

They coveted the lucrative and thriving territory, secretly found the loader's territory, obtained information about me, and then proposed a cooperation plan to the lord.