The Chosen of Slaanesh in Infinite Worlds

155. Show your power

Massacre? Link smiled coldly, his eyes revealing a kind of firmness and determination. He knew very well that this battle was about the life and death of Mislina City, and there was absolutely no room for retreat and hesitation.

"Listen up, musketeers!" Link ordered them, "Wait for my orders at any time. Wait until the enemy is within 300 meters before shooting! Make sure you aim carefully before shooting, and don't waste bullets!"

"Yes!" The musketeers responded in unison, their voices firm and powerful. They knew that they had a heavy responsibility, and this battle would determine their fate and the future of Mislina.

"Master Link, the team ahead of them has already rushed into the trap. We..." Eloi shouted at Link with a bow and arrow, his voice filled with anxiety and anticipation. He knew that this moment was coming, and the trap they had carefully laid was about to take effect.

Link looked quietly at the robbers who were rushing towards him frantically and narrowed his eyes: "Wait a little longer, wait a little longer." His voice was steady and calm, as if he had seen through the robbers' conspiracy.

Behind Eloi stood a few hunters, who all made a living by hunting all year round. In the days when food could not be grown, some people could only rely on hunting for a living, so their archery skills were very good. This time, they were summoned by Lord Link to fight to defend the city of Mislina. Their arrows were already lit with fire, and with a single command, the explosive packs could be detonated.

"Master Link, they are almost past the last trap!" Eloi shouted anxiously, his fingers tightly gripping the bowstring, ready to shoot at any time. He knew very well that if he missed this opportunity, the trap would be useless.

"Detonate trap number three!" Link ordered! His voice was decisive and firm, leaving no room for doubt.

"Yes! Detonate trap number three!" Eloi shouted to the hunters around him, and they all immediately drew their bows and arrows, and this time the front of their arrow feathers were lit on fire. With a flash of fire, the arrow streaked through the sky like a meteor and accurately hit the location of the trap.

Whoosh! The arrows flew towards the trap with flames and the breath of death. The robbers were completely unaware of the danger and were still rushing madly towards Mislina.

"Brother, look, they are still shooting rockets, only a few of them. Is their city lord stupid?" A robber said with a smile. He did not realize that death was approaching at all.

Scarface's bandits, who were at the forefront, were approaching the enemy's city wall about 300 to 400 meters away like a gust of wind. Their eyes were full of greed and madness, and Scarface was full of confidence, feeling that victory was just around the corner, and that he would be able to climb the city without any effort and enjoy its riches and beauties.

boom!

A deafening roar suddenly pierced the sky, accompanied by the miserable cries of the bandits injured by the explosives. A violent explosion instantly erupted where the rockets were deeply inserted. Gun smoke rose like a mushroom cloud, covering the sky and the sun.

The bandits around were frightened out of their wits by the sudden explosion. They stopped charging, their faces filled with fear and confusion.

"What's going on? What's going on?" Scarface roared. He never expected that while he was talking and laughing, thirty or forty of his brothers would fall in a pool of blood.

The one-eyed scorpion also had a puzzled look on his face. He squinted his one eye and stared closely at the location where the rocket was fired. He muttered to himself, "Could it be that they really have a magic scroll? From the looks of it, it should be an explosion scroll. But how could they have such a precious thing?"

"Boss, no matter what scrolls they have, I will lead my brothers to charge forward myself!" Scarface was furious. He urged the horse under his feet, waving his sword, and rushed out first.

The one-eyed scorpion had a gloomy face and did not stop his brother's impulsive behavior. He thought, it's a good opportunity to let Scarface test the opponent's background and see what other tricks they have.

"Master Link, do you want to detonate other traps?" When Eloy saw the explosion effect, his eyes lit up with excitement, and he couldn't wait to ask Link.

"No, wait a moment, wait for my order." Link ordered calmly, his eyes revealing a profound wisdom.

Scarface shuttled among the bandits, waving his sword and yelling, "What the hell are you doing? Follow me and kill them. The women inside are waiting for our favor! If you run slowly, don't complain about not having a spot later!"

"Charge!" The bandits were infected by Scarface's enthusiasm and shouted and continued to rush towards the city wall.

"Kill them!" They were murderous villains and had no idea what fear was.

Link stared at the extremely arrogant scarred man and calmly ordered the people around him, "Detonate traps number one and five on both sides, as well as trap number ten at the back. Separate them from the team behind. All musketeers, get ready, and fight hard when you hear my order!"

"Yes!" The men responded.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! The rocket streaked across the sky like a meteor.

Boom boom boom! Three more loud explosions, this time the power of the explosion was much greater than before. Scarface, who was at the front, finally felt the huge noise and power of the close-range explosion, and the dust hit him hard in the face. However, he was not seriously injured because of the fighting spirit, but the shock in his heart was beyond words.

Because the explosions on both sides were deafening like thunder, the robbers in the front were like frightened sheep, huddled together. The explosion at the back was particularly fierce, like the roar of the earth, causing the team behind to panic instantly, and they stopped and hesitated.

Scarface, the fierce bandit with a great reputation in the bandit den, was completely unaware that he had fallen into a desperate situation. Although he was protected by his fighting spirit, the sudden explosion still made his ears buzz, as if countless bees were flying around his ears. He glared fiercely at the soldiers of Mislina City who were only 200 meters away from him. Those soldiers were like an indestructible line of defense, firmly blocking the city gate and the gap in the city wall.

"Kill him!" Scarface roared, his voice hoarse and full of anger, as if he wanted to eat all the enemies in front of him alive. The bandits surrounding Scarface were also infected by his anger and followed him to charge, their eyes flashing with madness and bloodthirstiness.

"Continue to detonate the traps No. 11, No. 12, and No. 13 behind the team in front of them, so that the people behind them dare not come up." A commander on the city wall calmly issued orders. His voice was firm and powerful, as if everything was under his control. "Riflemen, hit those bastards who are rushing over here hard!"

"Yes!" The musketeers answered in unison, their eyes full of determination. Whoosh! The sound of muskets being loaded came one after another, followed by bang bang bang bang bang! A series of gunshots rang out, and tongues of fire spewed out from the muzzles, rushing towards the charging bandits with deadly lethality.

The team that was blocked by the previous explosion saw the people in front of them still charging, and they couldn't help but feel unwilling and angry. They were about to continue charging and catch up with the team in front, but at this moment, boom boom boom! There were three more loud noises, like the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth, which made their steps suddenly stop again. The people who were about to charge in front fell to the ground one after another, their limbs flew everywhere, and their blood dyed the ground red. The dust raised was like a thick fog, blocking their vision and plunging them into chaos.

The scarred man who was still charging completely ignored the troops behind him. He led more than a hundred people around him and continued to rush forward like a gust of wind. A ferocious smile appeared on his face, as if he had seen the big knife in his hand cutting off the heads of those soldiers like cutting straw. There was a mad and bloodthirsty light in his eyes, as if he was immersed in the fantasy of victory.

"Hmm!" Scarface suddenly felt his body sink, as if an invisible force was pulling him down. He subconsciously touched his chest, where he wore a breastplate, a treasure he had spent a lot of money to make. However, there was a hole in the armor, and blood was flowing out of the hole.

156. Show Power 2

He lowered his head to look at his hands and found that they were already stained with blood. The glaring red color gave him an ominous premonition. At this moment, his buzzing ears suddenly returned to normal. He heard the wailing sounds coming from all around him. The sound was like a ghost, which made him feel cold.

He looked up and found that his men had fallen to the ground one after another. Some were still groaning in pain, while others were motionless and lifeless. Their bodies were blown into a bloody mess, their limbs were incomplete, and it was a horrible sight. Scarface's heart was filled with fear and despair. He didn't expect that he would end up like this.

Bang, bang, bang, bang! Another strange sound came, and Scarface felt his body hit hard again. A sharp pain came from his heart, a pain from his soul that he could not bear. His body slowly became heavy, as if a heavy burden was pressing on him. He tried hard to keep his balance, but eventually he slowly fell off the horse.

The moment he fell, he saw his brothers beside him also falling down in rows. As soon as that devil-like voice sounded, it was like the scythe of the god of death, ruthlessly reaping their lives. Their eyes were filled with fear and despair, as if they had seen their own doomsday.

Cooper saw the body of the scarred man that was brought ten meters in front of him by the horse. He smiled, and that smile was full of mockery and pride. He walked up and kicked the body of the scarred man with his foot, as if to confirm whether he was really dead.

"Stop shooting, organize the muskets!" Link raised his hand and ordered. His voice was firm and powerful, as if everything was under his control. Because of the continuous shooting, many muskets were a little overheated and needed to be cooled before they could be used again.

The dust in front of the team behind them cleared, and the robbers behind them were about to charge when their expressions suddenly became dull. In front of them were corpses lying in a field, blood staining the ground red, and limbs were incomplete, a horrible sight. The head of their second-in-command, Scarface, was being held in the hands of a soldier under the city wall, and the soldier's face was full of mockery and complacency.

Cold sweat broke out on the robbers' foreheads. They were not afraid of the bloody storm, but this inexplicable fighting method made them feel scared and uneasy. Before they could rush to the enemy, their second boss and two or three hundred brothers were killed or injured, which made them feel an ominous premonition.

"Master Link, there are hundreds of them standing on our trap. Should we blow them up now?" Ingrid said with a smile, her face full of excitement and anticipation. She had never tried such a refreshing way of fighting. The enemy fell before they even rushed over, which made her feel extremely happy and satisfied.

"Wait, the power of the explosive pack is not that great. Unless you stand in the middle of the explosion, it's just a minor injury. Most of them were trampled to death by their own people in a panic." Link said quietly, his eyes flashing with calmness and wisdom. He knew that the power of the explosive pack was limited, and this method could not really solve the problem of the battle.

After all, the fighting methods of this era mostly involve people gathering together and charging into battle. Such sudden and unprecedented explosions would naturally cause confusion and panic. Link knew this very well, so he was not in a hurry to set off more traps.

The one-eyed scorpion in the distance was a little confused as to why the attacking team in front suddenly stopped, and he seemed to have heard some strange noises just now. He frowned, and a bad feeling surged in his heart. He turned to a sturdy big man next to him and said, "Ada, go over and see what happened. What's wrong with Scarface? It's so troublesome to attack such a broken city."

The sturdy man was called Ah Da, and he was the trusted subordinate of the One-Eyed Scorpion. Although he had no status, the robbers, including Scarface, did not dare to provoke him, because he knew very well how ruthless and cruel the One-Eyed Scorpion was. Ah Da responded and rushed forward on his horse.

Soon Ah Da came back. He looked at the one-eyed scorpion with a solemn look on his face. He said, "Brother, Scarface is dead." The one-eyed scorpion was stunned when he heard the news. Although Scarface was a bit lustful and reckless, he had followed him for so long, and he knew that Scarface was also a good killer. How could he die so easily? And with so many people behind him, how could no one take care of him?

A surge of anger and resentment surged in the heart of the one-eyed scorpion. He had never expected that his men would be so vulnerable. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He knew that now was not the time to vent his emotions, but to find a way to deal with the situation at hand.

"It seems that we have to do it ourselves." The one-eyed scorpion drove his horse and rushed over with his men. When the one-eyed scorpion walked in front of the robbers, he was also a little surprised by the scene in front of him. Next to several large pits were corpses that were blown to pieces and wounded soldiers lying on the ground wailing. Their bodies were incomplete and their blood dyed the ground red. It was a horrible sight.

In the distance, between 200 and 100 meters from the city wall, there were many corpses lying. The soldier who had come to speak earlier was holding the head of the scarred man in his hand, looking at him with a mocking expression. His eyes were full of pride and provocation, as if he was declaring war on the one-eyed scorpion.

"See? This is the head of your leader." Cooper continued to taunt as Link instructed, "If you don't want to be like them, I think you'd better surrender as soon as possible!" His voice was loud and powerful, as if he wanted to spread the news throughout the battlefield.

The one-eyed scorpion did not rush forward impulsively, but ordered the people around him: "Everyone retreat a hundred meters." His voice was calm and firm, as if he had already made a decision.

A small leader said in confusion: "Boss, we are so close, why are we retreating?" His face was full of confusion and puzzlement.

"Stop talking nonsense and follow my orders!" the one-eyed scorpion shouted angrily, his eyes flashing with majesty and unquestionable light. The little leader was startled and responded quickly, not daring to say anything more.

"Yes..." The robbers responded one after another and began to retreat. Although they were unwilling, they did not dare to disobey the orders of the one-eyed scorpion.

"Lord Link, they are retreating. Are they going to withdraw?" Ingrid asked, pointing at the retreating bandits, her face full of confusion and expectation.

Link watched the bandits' movements carefully. He shook his head and said, "Although the enemy suffered heavy losses in the first round of attack, they still have more than 700 people. They will not retreat easily. They are just wary of our attack methods." His eyes flashed with calmness and wisdom, as if he had seen through the bandits' schemes.

Sure enough, as soon as Link stopped talking, the bandits retreated a hundred meters and then stopped retreating. A team of two hundred people, led by a small leader, began to rush towards the defense line of the city gate. Their faces were full of madness and bloodthirstiness, as if they had seen the dawn of victory.

"Sir, are you going to detonate the trap?" Zack asked anxiously, holding the detonator tightly in his hand, as if ready to press the button at any time.

"No, we don't have many traps left." Link said calmly, "When they get within two hundred meters, the musketeers will start shooting." His eyes flashed with firmness and determination, as if he was ready for battle.

After Link gave the order, he shouted to Ashaji, Cooper and others under the city wall: "You need to get ready, and it's time for you to take action." His voice was loud and powerful, as if to spread the message throughout the battlefield.

The Crucible Knights used the weapons in their right hands to strike the large shields in their left hands, making crisp sounds. They were eager to join the battle, and their eyes were shining with excitement and anticipation.

"Brothers, you have just witnessed with your own eyes how the Musketeers showed their might and how they tore a hole in the enemy's defense! Now, it's our turn to take the field and show the true strength of our Knights!" A burly warrior shouted with his arms raised. His voice penetrated the noise of the battlefield and aroused the blood in the hearts of the soldiers.

"Roar!" The surrounding soldiers responded in unison, the sound was like thunder, they followed suit, and imitated the Crucible Knight, they struck their weapons hard, the sound of metal clashing came one after another, cheering for themselves and their comrades, full of fighting spirit.

On the battlefield outside, a small bandit leader also stood up. He waved the scimitar in his hand, with greed and fanaticism flashing in his eyes. "Charge, brothers! The boss has said that if we capture this city, I will be promoted to the second in command! By then, you will definitely get benefits! Gold, silver, treasures, beautiful women, all will be yours! Come on, charge in and let the enemy see how powerful we are!"

"Charge, charge in! The women and treasures in the city are all ours!" The thieves were excited by the words of the little leader, and they shouted one after another. More than 200 robbers rushed madly towards the enemy's city wall like wild horses, with only the treasures and women that were about to be obtained in their eyes.

157. No rush

The one-eyed scorpion at the back stood there quietly, his eyes were like torches, and the corners of his mouth raised an inexplicable smile, which showed both the amusement of the battle in front of him and the expectation of unknown challenges. Ah Da beside him looked at the scene in front of him with a puzzled look, and finally couldn't help asking: "Brother, can we really let them rush in with 200 people? Just now, the scar-faced guy couldn't rush in with so many brothers, and it would be difficult for them to do it. Wouldn't it be better if so many of us rushed in together?"

Hearing this, the one-eyed scorpion turned his head and looked at Ah Da. There was a hint of disdain in his eyes, but then he patiently explained, "Ah Da, you don't understand. I don't expect them to be able to break in, but if they can, that would be a good thing. My real purpose is to test what method the other party used to kill my people so easily. My brothers can't die in vain. I have to know what trick they fell for. Besides, even if they all die, so what? I can still recruit people. In today's world, the nobles oppress the lower classes and only care about their own enjoyment. Some people can't survive and are willing to take risks and eventually become bandits like us. There is no shortage of people."

The one-eyed scorpion said this and laughed sinisterly, his laughter was full of ridicule for the world and confidence in the future. Indeed, now in the Seven Shields Alliance, including the surrounding countries, the nobles are in power. They are high above and regard the people at the bottom as ants. The people are living in dire straits. In order to survive, many people choose to embark on the road of banditry.

After listening to the one-eyed scorpion, Ah Da said nothing more. His life was saved by the one-eyed scorpion. In his eyes, the one-eyed scorpion was his second parent, and everything the one-eyed scorpion said was right. He stood silently beside the one-eyed scorpion, waiting for the next instruction.

At this time, the battle on the city wall had entered a white-hot stage. At Link's command, the musketeers began another "massacre". However, this time there was no harassment from the explosion smoke and dust as before, and the robbers ran faster. They rushed towards the city wall desperately like a group of frightened wild dogs.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The sound of muskets rang out one after another, and the bandits fell down one after another. However, they did not retreat, but rushed towards the city wall more frantically. After leaving behind 70 or 80 bodies, the remaining bandits finally rushed to the defense line of the frontier garrison.

Seeing this, Link immediately shouted, "Everyone stop shooting, rest immediately! The real battle will begin next!" He completely ignored the melee that was about to happen under the wall, and stared at the one-eyed scorpion opposite. He thought to himself: One-eyed scorpion, you should be coming!

The firing of the muskets ended, and the city walls were littered with spent shells, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder. The robbers saw the city guards approaching, and their ferocious faces made the recruits feel frightened. However, these recruits did not retreat, they held their weapons tightly, ready for the upcoming battle.

"Everyone, listen up! Shield soldiers, move forward to block! Spear soldiers, follow behind, prepare to stab with your spears, and everyone else, draw your swords!" Ingrid couldn't resist the urge to fight, so she ran to the wall and arranged the soldiers' actions according to her own tactics. The magic sword in her hand flashed coldly in the sun, ready to drink the enemy's blood at any time.

The robbers rushed forward without hesitation when faced with the shields in front of them. They tried to knock the shields away or directly cross the defense line and kill their way into the city. However, the Crucible Knights, who had already made sufficient preparations, would not let them do as they wish!

"Puff!" In the hands of the Crucible Knights, the shields they swung up were like huge steel walls, and their power was no less than that of a car crash. The unfortunate robbers flew backwards in the next moment, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, and arcs were raised in the air! Their bodies fell heavily to the ground like rag dolls, and there was no movement anymore.

Then, long spears suddenly pierced out from the shields, like poisonous snakes coming out of their holes, reaping the lives of the bandits! These Crucible Knights were cold-blooded, efficient, and emotionless. They were obsessed with the killing in front of them, as if they were born to fight.

Compared to the fifty Crucible Knights, the new recruits behind the shields felt their feet trembling. It was their first time to face war and death, and the fear in their hearts was a normal reaction. However, they did not retreat, because under Ingrid's command, they still instinctively followed the movements in training and continued to resist. They knew that if they did not resist, they would lose everything they had now.

At this moment, the Crucible Knights in front of them set the best example for them! The Crucible Knights seemed to know no fatigue, constantly waving their shields and spears, knocking down the bandits one by one. Their figures on the battlefield were like lightning, and wherever they passed, the bandits fell one after another.

The recruits watched the Crucible Knights' heroic performance, and gradually a wave of respect surged in their hearts. They began to slowly overcome their fear and focus on the battle in front of them. They felt their adrenaline rising rapidly. If they knew what adrenaline was, they would definitely describe the feeling at this moment as being pushed by an invisible force, allowing them to bravely face the enemy in front of them.

However, there were only fifty Crucible Knights, and the bandits kept coming. A corner of the shield wall was finally broken by the bandits, and some bandits rushed in frantically through the gap. They waved their weapons and rushed towards the city guards.

"Pick up the sword! Kill all these guys!" Ingrid heard a roar that seemed to be close at hand, and the splashing blood splashed on her cheek. However, her expression was still very calm, even though death was so close, right under her feet, and living lives were constantly fighting for survival and paying for it. But on the battlefield, calmness is the biggest reliance for survival!

Ingrid brandished the magic sword in her hand and faced the robbers who rushed in. Her swordsmanship was superb, and every strike of her sword hit the robbers' vital points. Under her leadership, the city guards mustered up their courage and fought a desperate battle with the robbers.

At this time, the one-eyed scorpion was quietly thinking. He was not in a hurry to order an attack, but carefully observed the battle on the wall. He did not expect that the other side actually had such a weapon similar to a bow and arrow but more powerful than a bow and arrow, and he had no idea how they fired it. What shocked him even more was that they also had something like an explosive scroll, whose power was no less than that of a priceless magic scroll.

A gleam of greed flashed in the eyes of the one-eyed scorpion. If! If he had these weapons...what kind of power would that be! He seemed to see himself holding these weapons, sweeping across the Seven Shield Alliance and becoming the overlord.

The greed that the one-eyed scorpion had not felt for a long time suddenly emerged at this time! He was no longer satisfied with being just a bandit leader, he wanted to be a king! A king with his own kingdom! If he could become a king, all the spit and abuse would be just stepping stones. One general's success is the result of the sacrifice of thousands of soldiers, and history is always written by the victors!

Thinking of this, the corner of the one-eyed scorpion's mouth raised a cruel smile. He smiled sinisterly and ordered: "It's our turn to go on stage! Ah Da, you lead all the brothers to charge!"

Upon hearing this, Ah Da immediately clenched the iron knife in his hand and shouted, "Yes! Did you hear my order? Follow me and kill them!" After that, he led his team to rush towards the city wall.

The one-eyed scorpion remained where he was, his right eye already turning blood red due to excitement. He began to make seals with his hands, muttering to himself: "I haven't used this trick for a long time, but it's worth using it for this 'treasure trove'!"

As the one-eyed scorpion finished speaking, circles of blood began to emerge from his body, like halos. The blood continued to linger around him, emitting a strange and terrifying aura.

"Bloodthirst!" The one-eyed scorpion shouted, waving his hands forward. The charging bandits suddenly felt their bodies filled with strength, as if a constant stream of energy was pouring into their bodies. If they could see themselves, they would find that their eyes had turned blood red, and they had an extra bloodthirsty impulse in their hearts.

After releasing this skill, the one-eyed scorpion's face turned pale instantly, as if he had used up a lot of magic power to release this skill. However, he had a cruel smile on his face as he watched his team rushing towards the city wall like wild beasts. He was ready to cheer for victory.

Link on the wall soon noticed something strange about the people rushing over. They looked like they had completely lost their rationality, their eyes were bloodshot, and they were roaring, as if they were just a group of beasts driven by bloodthirsty impulses. Link stared at the blood-red halo under the one-eyed scorpion's feet, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Group amplification skill?" Link was shocked, and he immediately realized that something was wrong. No wonder the other party could develop such a strong strength with just a bandit team, which made people tremble with fear. It turned out that they had this group amplification skill! This skill can make the soldiers gain great strength in a short period of time, but it will also make them lose their rationality and become like beasts.

If Mislina was just an ordinary town and the enemy really broke through the defense line like this, then Mislina would be in danger.

But now, he still has machine gunners who have not come on the field, so there is no need to rush.

"Is this your trump card, One-eyed Scorpion?" Link muttered to himself, his eyes fixed on the One-eyed Scorpion, secretly thinking about how to deal with it.

158. Training

Under the city wall, Ingrid slashed the throat of the little leader in front of her with a sword, and blood spurted out like a fountain, instantly dyeing her cheeks red. Her eyes were firm and cold, as if this bloody scene was just a common occurrence for her. The magic sword in her hand kept shaking gently, and the dark purple light emitted by the sword seemed to be eagerly telling its owner that it was eager to release all its power and let the destructive magic flames ravage the entire battlefield.

However, Ingrid has been suppressing the violent power of the magic sword. She knows that this war is not only for victory, but also for training soldiers, so that Mislina City can cultivate a group of truly reliable fighting forces. If they go all out now, this war will lose its original meaning.

"Take the wounded to the back, Violena will treat them!" Ingrid ordered loudly, her voice firm and powerful, leaving no room for doubt. She watched the wounded soldiers being quickly carried away, and she felt a little relieved. Although these new recruits were inexperienced, she was pleased with their courage and tenacity.

"Everyone else, get back into formation! The battle isn't over yet. When it's over, I'll treat you to some real good wine!" Ingrid continued. Her words boosted the morale of the soldiers, and they quickly adjusted their formation to prepare for the next wave of enemy attacks.

In this first hand-to-hand combat, many people were injured, but fortunately, everyone cooperated well and no one died. However, two soldiers were unlucky and had their hands and feet cut off. Their future life will undoubtedly be full of hardships. Ingrid watched the two soldiers being carried away and prayed silently in her heart that as long as they were not dead, Lord Link would definitely find a way to restore them.

Cooper stared at the robbers in the distance, his eyes full of anger and determination. He shouted: "Come on! Come on! I will kill you all here! No one can destroy our city of Mislina! No one can take away our lives!" His voice echoed on the battlefield, inspiring every soldier.

These new soldiers no longer had any fear, and their eyes were filled with determination to fight to the death. They knew that this war was not only to defend their homeland, but also to prove their own worth and to become the true guardian of Mislina City.

Link on the city wall saw the bandits' crazy charge, and he immediately said to Eloi beside him: "Detonate traps number four and seven!" His voice was calm and decisive, as if everything was under his control.

"Yes!" Eloi responded quickly, and the rocket in his hand accurately shot at the predetermined target. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! The rocket cut through the sky and headed straight for the robber with the threat of death. Then, boom, boom, boom! The trap was detonated, and a huge explosion sounded on the battlefield. Flames and smoke instantly engulfed an area.

However, the robbers did not retreat because of the explosion. They ignored the burning gunpowder and debris in front of them, as well as the smoke and dust, and continued to charge forward. They only had killing and looting in their eyes, as if they had lost their minds.

"Musketeers, fire! Fire as hard as you can this time! Bring a few more boxes of bullets!" Link gave the order quickly. He knew that he had to do his best to stop the robbers' charge, otherwise, once the city wall was breached, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Yes!" The musketeers responded quickly. They pulled the trigger, and the sound of gunfire continued. The smell of gunpowder even suppressed the smell of blood coming from under the city wall. Bullets rained down on the robbers, and people kept falling.