The Chosen of Slaanesh in Infinite Worlds

"Have you prepared all the things I asked you to prepare?" Link asked, changing the subject. He knew that he couldn't continue to indulge in fatigue, and he had to cheer up and be fully prepared for the upcoming battle.

Cooper saw that Lord Link had no intention of resting at all. He sighed and answered Link's question: "I have prepared everything you asked me to prepare. The gunpowder bags have been equipped with fuses and can be buried in the position over there at any time. In addition, many civilians have come to support us. They are willing to contribute their own strength to protect this city."

Hearing this, Link turned his gaze to the busy civilians behind the city wall. Some were preparing food for the soldiers to ensure that they would have enough physical strength in the battle; some were setting up stretchers nearby, ready to treat any injured soldiers at any time. Although these civilians did not wear armor or pick up weapons, their presence gave the soldiers great encouragement and support.

"Everyone chose to stay after the last battle. They saw hope for a better life in Mislina City, and they certainly don't want to lose it. And our responsibility is to live up to their expectations and protect this happiness!" Link said with emotion. He knew that the future of this city was in their hands, and they had to do their best to protect this hard-earned peace and tranquility.

Cooper nodded. He felt that he was different from the previous battles. Before, they only fought for survival and honor. But now, they had a reason not to lose. The civilians were their backers and the source of their strength.

At this moment, a soldier standing on guard on the city wall suddenly shouted to Lord Link: "Lord Link, there is a man running over there, it seems to be the scout we sent out!"

"What?" Link looked out immediately, and saw a man walking towards them with a shaky step. His figure looked particularly lonely and determined in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Link said in a calm voice: "Cooper, give the order, everyone get ready, and quickly ask someone to bring that man over. He may have brought the latest information about the bandits."

"Yes!" Cooper responded and quickly arranged people to meet the scout.

After a while, the scout, supported by two soldiers, came to Link. His body was covered with various scratches and bloodstains, and he looked extremely embarrassed. His legs were shaking constantly. If it weren't for the two soldiers supporting him, he might have fallen to the ground.

"Sir... Sir Link, those... those bandits are coming... It should take two and a half hours!" The scout said this with his last bit of strength, and then he fainted. Obviously, he had been running at full speed for a long time before he brought back this important news.

Link patted his shoulder and whispered, "Thank you, you did a good job." Then he turned to the two soldiers who were supporting him and said, "You two, take him to the back to rest quickly and let the doctor treat him."

"Yes!" the soldiers responded and carefully carried the scout away.

Afterwards, Link returned to the city wall and scanned the surroundings with a sharp gaze. He knew that the battle was coming and he had to be fully prepared.

"Master Link!" Cooper looked at Link, his tone revealing a hint of anxiety. He knew that what Link was going to say next must be the key to the outcome of the battle.

"Order those in charge of the explosive packs to bury them immediately on the front line. There must not be any accidents!" Link said decisively. He knew very well that the explosive packs were one of their important weapons against the bandits, and they had to ensure that they were foolproof.

"Yes!" Cooper responded and quickly arranged people to bury the explosives.

Just as Cooper was about to give an order, Link stopped him and said, "I haven't finished yet. The tools you prepared are ready to use!"

Cooper was stunned and asked in confusion: "Lord Link, all the things are here, what are we going to do?" He pointed to the hammers, shovels and other tools piled under the city wall, his heart full of confusion.

Link said word by word: "Tear down the wall!"

"Tear down the city wall? Why? If there is no city wall, what if those bandits come?" Cooper said in shock. He really couldn't understand Link's decision. This was simply digging his own grave!

Link looked at Cooper's shocked expression and said in a deep voice, "I just want them to rush over here! Although our city walls are strong, it is difficult to hold out for too long in the face of the fierce attacks of those bandits. Instead of letting them break out from all directions, why don't we deliberately make a few holes in the north wall to lure them into the trap."

"You mean, we deliberately show weakness to lure them into our ambush?" Cooper immediately understood Link's intention, but he still said with some concern, "But what if, by some chance, our trap doesn't cause much casualties to them? By then, we won't even have our last line of defense left."

As Link walked down the wall, he said firmly: "Do you think we can stop them with our short wall? Moreover, have you forgotten the fifty Crucible Knights I brought with me? They are our last shield, and they will play a decisive role at the critical moment."

"But no one will agree with your approach." Cooper followed behind Link, with a hint of worry in his tone. He knew that once this decision was announced, it would inevitably cause panic and dissatisfaction among the civilians and soldiers in the city.

Link suddenly stopped and turned to look at Cooper, his eyes revealing determination and resoluteness: "This is my business. As the mayor of the city, I order you to immediately arrange those explosive packs outside. If you can't do it within two hours, don't come to see me. Remember to cover up those traces when burying them, and don't let the robbers see any flaws."

With that, Link continued to walk away, leaving Cooper alone there in a daze. Cooper looked at Link's back, gritted his teeth, raised his right hand to his ear, and saluted Lord Link: "Lord Link, I will definitely complete what you have asked me to do!"

Link walked to the bottom of the city wall, where many civilians had gathered. Some of them held tools, some had determined looks, and were ready to contribute their own strength to protect the city. Fergus was also here, holding the big hammer he had taken when he first came to Mislina City, looking extremely powerful.

"Master Link, are those bandits coming?" Fergus looked at Link, his tone revealing a hint of anxiety. He knew what this battle meant to them.

"Yes, why are you here? Shouldn't you be in the City Lord's Mansion?" Link looked at Fergus, his heart filled with gratitude. He knew that Fergus and the dwarves had always been their strongest support.

Fergus waved the big hammer in his hand and said with a smile: "Lord Link, you regard us as people from Mislina City, so we naturally have to protect our home. If this place is gone, we don't know where to go! Therefore, we are willing to fight alongside you and protect this city together."

Link looked at the dwarves following behind Fergus. They were all big and strong. He hesitated and said, "But you worked all night to make more than fifty muskets without any rest. I'm worried that your bodies won't be able to bear it if you continue to fight the enemy like this."

Fergus patted his chest and said confidently: "Although we dwarves are not good at speaking, we have a brave heart. I dare not say how strong we are, but we can still swing the weapons in our hands and smash those damn bastards to death. Don't you think so!"

The dwarves behind also shouted excitedly: "Kill those bastards! For the city of Mislina, for our home!" Their voices resounded through the sky, full of strength and determination.

Link nodded gratefully, knowing the loyalty and bravery of these dwarves. Then, he walked up a step, looked at the civilians and dwarves of Mithlina City in front of him, raised his hand and shouted: "Everyone, those damn bandits are on their way to Mithlina City. They want to destroy our homes and take away our happiness. Now, I need everyone to help me do something!"

"Master Link, please just say it! We are willing to serve you!" A young civilian shouted. His eyes revealed firmness and determination, as if he was ready to sacrifice his life to protect this city.

"Yes, just tell me what use my old bones have. I won't frown!" an old man also echoed. Although his voice was a little trembling, his eyes revealed his unyielding and tenacious.

Link looked around at the excited crowd. He raised his hand slightly, then waved it vigorously. He said firmly, "What I want you to do is actually very simple. I want you to pick up these tools and make the north wall look tattered and have a few obvious gaps."

When Fergus heard this, he frowned and said in confusion: "Why, Link? In this way, those bandits can attack directly? Aren't we asking for trouble?" His words revealed obvious confusion and worry.

When the others heard Link's words, they were also confused and bewildered, and they all whispered and discussed. They really couldn't understand why Link did this. Wasn't this just digging his own grave and providing an opportunity for the robbers to take advantage of him?

Link saw everyone's doubts. He took a deep breath, raised his voice and shouted to everyone: "I know you must not understand why I do this, and I don't have enough time to explain the reasons to you one by one. But I hope you can believe me, just like you have believed in me countless times in the past. I must have a way to make those damn bandits never come back and let them know how powerful we are. Just like how we dealt with those cavalrymen, let them never come back!" There was a firm light in his eyes, as if he had seen the future of victory.

When everyone heard Link's words, they were still a little hesitant. After all, demolishing the city wall was too abnormal and difficult to understand. They looked at each other, their hearts full of doubts and uneasiness, but looking at Link's firm eyes, they seemed to have a little trust.

Link did not wait any longer. He knew that time was running out and any hesitation could ruin his plan. So he picked up the shovel and began to dig at the wall behind him. His movements were swift and powerful, and the sound of the shovel hitting the wall echoed in the air, as if announcing his determination to everyone.

"Master Link, I'm a rough man, but I believe what you said is correct! Let me help you! I'm good at dismantling things!" Fergus ran over with a sledgehammer, his face full of trust and support for Link. He stood beside Link, swinging the sledgehammer tightly, and the wall gradually became dilapidated under his hammer.

"We're coming too!" Everyone was inspired by Link and Fergus' determination, and they picked up their tools and started to tear down the wall. Some held shovels, some wielded hammers, and some used saws. They worked together, moving quickly and in an orderly manner.

"Everyone, pay attention. Don't demolish the marked part of the wall. Our soldiers are on it!" Link shouted. His voice penetrated the noisy sound of demolishing the wall and reached everyone's ears clearly. Everyone nodded. They knew that the marked walls were the positions of the musketeers and an important line of defense against bandits. They must not be destroyed.

Time passed little by little, the sun gradually set, and the sky was stained with a gorgeous sunset glow. Scouts kept coming back, covered in dust and sweat, but with a determined light in their eyes. They reported the location and movements of the bandits to Link, making final preparations for the battle to defend the city.

An hour passed, and Link and his men were still very fast in demolishing the city wall. They had already demolished the northern city wall in pieces, leaving only a section of the wall in the middle intact. On that section of the wall, the musketeers were on full alert, holding muskets and with sharp eyes, ready to welcome the enemy at any time.

Two hours later, the demolition of the city wall was almost finished. Two or three hundred meters away from the city wall, the previously dug pits were filled with explosive packs. The explosive packs were carefully buried in the soil. Except for a few places that served as detonation points, the rest were completely covered up, and there was no sign of anything unusual. These explosive packs would become a deadly weapon against the robbers, making them unable to return.

Outside the city wall, the soldiers guarding the city have made full preparations. They include the fifty Crucible Knights, each holding a shield and a lance, ready to fight at any time. The Crucible Knights are wearing heavy armor and holding huge swords. Their eyes reveal fearlessness and determination. Behind them are piles of fences and obstacles, which will become the first line of defense to block the enemy's attack.

"Master Link, we have arranged everything!" Cooper ran to Link and said breathlessly. His face was covered with sweat and dust, but his eyes were full of pride and expectation.

"Very good, let's get everyone ready, the enemy is coming soon!" Link said, and walked up to the only intact wall where the musketeers were deployed. He stood on the wall, looking into the distance, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. He knew that this battle would determine the fate of Mislina City, and would also determine the life and death of all of them.

"Master Link." Ingrid held the magic sword and saluted Link on the wall. Her figure was agile and graceful, and the magic sword flashed in her hand. As the leader of the musketeers, she knew that she had a heavy responsibility on her shoulders.

Link glanced at each of the warriors around her who were holding muskets. Some of them had eyes full of fear, tension and timidity. Perhaps it was their first time to participate in such a fierce battle; while others were filled with indescribable excitement and anticipation. They were eager to prove their worth and courage in battle.

"Ingrid, how are you all preparing? We're going to rely on you guys later." Link said to Ingrid, who was in charge of the musketeers. His voice was gentle but firm, full of trust and expectation for Ingrid.

Originally, the musketeers were going to be temporarily handed over to Cooper, but Cooper had only just started to use muskets, and Link still felt uneasy leaving it to him. So in the end, they decided to hand it over to Ingrid, who not only had rich combat experience, but also could better dispatch and command in emergency situations.

After hearing Link's words, Ingrid patted her huge chest and assured confidently: "Don't worry, Lord Link. With these fifty-plus guns here, we will show those guys how powerful we are later! But... can I also go down and kill the enemies?" She blinked and showed a playful look.

"Of course you can, but you have to make sure nothing happens to the musketeers before you go down." Link said with a smile. He knew that Ingrid not only had excellent commanding abilities, but also had extraordinary skills. Letting her go down to kill the enemy would undoubtedly increase their combat effectiveness.

"Yes! I understand!" Ingrid nodded excitedly. She turned and walked towards the musketeers and began to make the final pre-war mobilization and preparations.

There were only more than 30 members of the musketeers, but Link prepared more than 50 guns. He specially arranged a person to load the guns behind each musketeer. A simple task like loading the guns could be done by a civilian after a little training. Link hoped that the musketeers could take turns using the guns, increase the speed of shooting, and deal a greater blow to the bandits.

Outside the city wall, there was a row of forge knights holding shields, behind them were soldiers holding spears, and behind them were soldiers holding short swords. They set up layers of defense and were ready to meet the enemy.

The musketeers were responsible for the enemies within 100 to 400 meters outside the city wall, and they would become the second line of defense to block the enemy's attack. The soldiers below were the last line of defense, and they needed to face the enemies who broke through the musketeers' rain of bullets and defend the peace of Mislina with their flesh and blood.

"Master Link, to be honest, I'm a little confused. If you want to tear down the city wall, you could have done it a few days in advance. Why did you have to wait until now?" Ashaji asked softly in Link's ear. Her voice was soft and pleasant, but her eyes were full of curiosity and doubt.

Link chuckled and said, "If I hadn't just demolished the city wall now, how could everyone have this feeling of a do-or-die battle? Look at those soldiers outside the city wall, and the civilians inside." He pointed to the soldiers and civilians under the city wall, with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes.

Ashaji took a look and found that those people had really changed. Although they were still a little scared, they knew clearly that they had no way out and could only fight hard. They held their weapons in their hands, with a determined light in their eyes, ready to fight for the city of Mislina.

"So that's how it is, Lord Link, you've thought of so many things." Ashaji said with sudden enlightenment. She sincerely admired Link's wisdom and courage.

"In this battle, I will not take action until the very end. I will only provide the most basic medical assistance. These recruits need to experience a storm so that they can grow." Link said in a deep voice. He knew that this battle was not only a test for Mislina City, but also a training and growth for these recruits.

At this moment, a cry of surprise broke the silence: "Master Link, look, someone is coming out over there, and there is a long team behind him!" The soldier in charge of alert shouted. His voice was full of tension and anxiety.

Link immediately looked up. Because there was no obstruction, he could clearly see the scene in the distance. He saw a group of robbers riding horses, waving weapons, and arrogantly rushing towards Mislina City. Their faces were hideous and hateful, making people feel sick.

"Hmm!" Link stared at the bandits, his eyes cold and firm. He found that the leader with a horrible wound on his left eye was looking in his direction, as if his only remaining right eye could see him. That person should be the one-eyed scorpion. From a distance, Link could feel the cold murderous intent and powerful aura emanating from this person. There was no doubt that he must be a powerful enemy.

"Master Link, I'm going to command the soldiers guarding the city. Please be careful!" Ashaji whispered to Link. Her eyes were full of concern and worry.

"Well, be sure to be safe!" Link nodded and warned. He knew that Ashaji was very skilled, but he still couldn't help but remind her to be careful.

"Yes, Lord Link." Ashaji picked up the sword in her hand and walked down the wall. She moved swiftly among the soldiers and began to command them to prepare for the final battle.

Link also tightened the Ryujin Jakka around his waist, and began to look forward to the battle. He didn't know how strong the one-eyed scorpion was, but he was fully prepared and ready to deal with it. He believed that as long as everyone worked together and fought bravely, they would be able to protect the tranquility and peace of Mislina City.

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Scarface saw a city in the distance. He squinted his eyes, looked at it carefully, and said, "Is this our target, Mislina City?" His voice was hoarse and rough, full of desire and anticipation for a battle.

The one-eyed scorpion nodded and said, "Although more than ten years have passed, it should be here." His eyes were cold and deep, as if he could penetrate all obstacles and see the essence of things.

Scarface looked at the distant Mislina City with disdain, and a sneer appeared on his lips: "This small city is not even as good as the one we slaughtered before. Look, big brother, their city walls are all broken and tattered, and there are people waiting for us at the city gate. But why do I feel that there are less than 200 people? Brothers, do you think this is enough for us to fill our teeth?"

"Not enough, not enough!" the robbers behind shouted one after another. They were rubbing their hands, eager to try, as if they could not wait to start a massacre.

"They have come all the way here, and here is just an abandoned city. A few dozen of us brothers can beat them into surrender!" A robber laughed arrogantly.

"Hahaha!" The other bandits also burst into laughter. Their laughter echoed in the wilderness, full of arrogance and domineering.

"I didn't expect that after so many years, Mislina would become like this." The one-eyed scorpion looked at the familiar yet strange city in front of him, a trace of emotion flashed in his eyes, and then he sighed a little disappointedly. He waved his hand, with an unquestionable determination in his tone: "Let's not waste time, let's deal with them quickly! The grudges of the past must be settled today."

Scarface burst into laughter when he heard this, his laughter full of anticipation for the upcoming battle. "Boss, let's go over there first. I think if our people stand in front of them, those guys might get scared and drop their weapons and surrender!" He patted his chest as he spoke, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

The one-eyed scorpion smiled coldly, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes: "You can do whatever you want, I just want to avenge my past. They must pay me back what they owe me today!"

"Okay, brothers, let's go over there and let them have a good look at our formation!" Scarface laughed loudly, waving the whip in his hand and driving his horse to continue moving towards the direction of Mislina City. "Remember, be gentle, don't scare our little lambs away all of a sudden!"

When they were about 500 to 600 meters away from Mislina City, Scarface suddenly stopped. He turned to look at one of his bandits, with a cunning look in his eyes: "Go over now and tell them that if they know what's good for them and drop their weapons and surrender, we will show mercy and let them go."

The robber touched his head and asked in confusion: "Boss Scar, if they really surrender, will we really let them go? This... this is not like our style!" Scarface sneered when he heard this, but there was a deep meaning in that smile, as if everything was under his control.

154. Fight

"Are you fucking stupid? We just lied to them. Once they surrender, can't we do whatever we want with them? Why don't you go!" Scarface slapped the robber's head hard, cursing. There was a hideous scar on his face, extending from the corner of his eye to his chin, like a deep brand, which made people afraid.

"Yes, yes! I'll go right away!" The robber who was slapped was startled and nodded and bowed in response. He knew Scarface's temper very well. If he didn't obey, he would probably end up in a miserable situation.

As he said this, the robber ran towards Mislina like a frightened rabbit. As he ran, he muttered to himself: This scarred man is really cruel and ruthless. If I don't do a good job, I'm afraid my legs will really be cut off. When he ran two or three hundred meters away from the city wall, he suddenly felt as if his feet stepped on something soft, which made him feel a little hairy. He slowed down and looked back suspiciously, but saw nothing, only a barren grassland and a faint forest in the distance.

"What the hell are you looking at? Hurry up and tell me! Believe it or not, I'll cut off your legs!" Scarface's roar came from behind, as deafening as thunder. The robber turned his head quickly, not daring to delay any longer, and continued to run. His heart was filled with fear and anxiety, fearing that he would become the target of Scarface's venting.

On the city wall, the garrison of Mislina City was on full alert. They all looked solemn and determined, as if they were ready for a fight to the death. Link, the captain of the garrison, was standing on the edge of the city wall, looking at the bandits in the distance. His eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could see through all the fog and see the enemy's movements clearly.

"Master Link, one of them is coming over here, and he seems to be asking us to surrender. What should we do?" Eloi, a young and brave archer, asked anxiously. He held the longbow tightly in his hand, and the arrow was already on the string, ready to shoot at any time.

Link pondered for a moment, his eyes moving between the bandits in the distance and the soldiers around him. He looked at the one-eyed scorpion from a distance. The bandit leader with only one eye sitting on the horse always gave him a chilling feeling. He always felt that the one-eyed scorpion should not be simple, and there might be some conspiracy behind it.

"Use your bow and arrow to shoot that guy to death!" Link suddenly ordered. His voice was firm and decisive, leaving no room for doubt.

"But, we can pretend to surrender and then lure those guys into our trap, isn't that better?" Eloi asked, with a hint of doubt on his face. He felt that Link's decision was a bit too hasty. If he could take advantage of the enemy's underestimation and lure them into the trap, then the chances of victory would be greater.

Link shook his head. He knew that although Eloi's idea was good, the risk was too great. He explained, "We can't take that risk. The one-eyed scorpion should be quite strong. He might find some clues when he approaches the trap. If that happens, our trap will fail. Besides, we can't let the soldiers risk their lives to pretend to surrender."

"Just do as I say." Link said firmly, his eyes revealing an unquestionable determination.

"Okay." Eloi nodded. He knew that Link's decision made sense. So he picked up his bow and arrow, took out an arrow feather and put it on the string, attached his fighting spirit to the tip of the arrow, and aimed at the robber who was running over. His fingers tightly gripped the string, waiting for the order to shoot the arrow.

The robber shouted as he ran: "Listen, people in the city! Our boss said! As long as you put down your weapons and surrender, we can consider letting you live!" His voice was hoarse and rapid, full of temptation and threats.

When the people inside the city wall heard this shout, they all curled their lips in disdain. They knew very well how cunning and cruel these robbers were and would not believe their lies at all.

"Bah! You think we are fools!" Fergus, a burly soldier, cursed. His eyes were full of anger and disdain, as if he was ready to fight the bandits to the death.

With a whoosh, the arrow pierced the sky like lightning and accurately hit the robber's chest. The robber stopped in his tracks. He looked at the arrow stuck in his chest with a little disbelief. The blood instantly dyed his clothes red. Then, blood continued to flow out of the wound. His limbs gradually lost strength. He slowly fell to the ground and died.

A distance of more than 500 meters, and one arrow killed him! Eloi nodded with satisfaction. His archery skills were still good. He knew very well that on the battlefield, the accuracy and lethality of the archer were crucial.

Link walked to the edge of the city wall and shouted to Cooper below: "Cooper, shout as I told you before." His voice was steady and powerful, as if it could penetrate the noise of the battlefield.

"Yes." Cooper nodded in understanding. He ran out of the team, stood on the edge of the city wall, and shouted loudly: "Listen to us, you damned bandits! I am Cooper, a member of the Mislina City Garrison! I advise you to get out of here quickly! Reinforcements from other cities are on the way! If you don't leave, you will be annihilated by us!"

Cooper's voice was loud and firm, as if it could be heard throughout the battlefield. His words were full of ridicule and threats, which made the bandits stunned.

"What happened?" Scarface looked at his men falling to the ground in disbelief. There was a flash of astonishment and anger in his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that his men were shot and killed so easily.

Is there a powerful adventurer on the other side? The one-eyed scorpion narrowed his eyes, and his single eye flashed with a cold light. He drew out the scimitar from his waist and gently stroked the sharp blade, as if he was ready for battle. He said coldly: "What else is there? It's obvious that they don't want to surrender."

"They are simply asking for their own death!" Scarface felt as if he had been slapped in the face. These people really didn't give him face. He waved the big knife in his hand and roared: "Brothers, charge! Let them know how powerful we are!"

However, at this moment, Cooper shouted again with a mocking tone: "One-eyed scorpion, I think you don't even want your last eye! Be careful or you will become an eyeless scorpion in the future!" His words were like a sharp dagger, piercing the one-eyed scorpion's heart.

As soon as Cooper finished shouting, he quickly ran back to the team. He knew that his mission had been completed, and now it was up to Lord Link to take command.

At this time, the one-eyed scorpion's single eye was already filled with murderous intent. He stared coldly at the garrison on the city wall, as if he wanted to eat them alive. He said gloomily: "I will turn their city of Mislina into a dead city today!"

"Brothers, listen up! Massacre the city, massacre the city!" Scarface shouted while waving his sword, his voice full of fanaticism and cruelty. He knew the temper of the one-eyed scorpion very well, and once he got angry, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Massacre! Massacre!" More than a thousand bandits shouted, their voices as deafening as thunder. They all looked ferocious, as if they couldn't wait to rush into the city to burn, kill and loot.

"Charge!" The one-eyed scorpion waved the scimitar in his hand, and more than a thousand bandits behind him rushed out quickly. They were like a group of crazy wild dogs, baring their teeth and claws and rushing towards the city of Mislina. Among them, the cavalry on horseback ran the fastest, and their horses' hooves raised clouds of dust, as if they were going to drown the whole world.

Waves of shouts and cries of killing surged towards Mislina like a tide of beasts. The robbers were all excited, as if they had seen the dawn of victory. They knew that as long as they captured the city, they would be able to plunder wealth, women and lives to their heart's content.