Is this cheat code from Bika? Just do it!

Link raised his hand, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said, “Slow to move? No problem then. All musketeers, prepare to fire in formation when they are 200 meters away, maintaining perfect formation and rhythm. Take turns using your weapons to ensure sustained fire and firepower density. Heavy armor shield bearers, get ready to protect your comrades behind you in case any stragglers get close.”

Before setting off, Link made a point of bringing out all the muskets in the armory. Almost every musketeer had more than two muskets, and this ample equipment gave them more confidence in battle.

Master found that he couldn't understand a word the lord was saying—what was this about volley fire and musketeers?

These unfamiliar words swirled in his mind like a book written in heaven.

136. The war broke out

Those people were holding the strange "iron rod" in a peculiar posture. They leaned slightly forward, gripped the "iron rod" firmly with both hands, and stared intently ahead.

What on earth are these people doing? Master was filled with doubt, and that doubt grew in his heart like a vine.

"shooting!"

Bang—bang bang bang!

Master's ears were immediately jolted by the strange sounds, which rang in his ears like thunder. He instinctively covered his ears, and his body trembled involuntarily.

The others remained calm, clearly accustomed to the sound, their eyes revealing determination and confidence.

But when Master looked up, his face was filled with shock, a shock that flashed across his face like lightning.

He unconsciously loosened his grip on his ears, his eyes widening as if he had witnessed the most unbelievable thing in the world.

The fishmen fell down in droves, their blue blood splattering the soil and giving the earth an eerie color.

The bloody scene was chilling.

"Change guns and reload!"

After a volley of fire, Fiorena immediately shouted, her voice clear and powerful, inspiring the soldiers like a war drum.

Her gaze was firm and decisive, brimming with commanding charisma.

The gunfire ceased, and a strange smell filled Master's nostrils—the stench of burning gunpowder. The pungent odor made him frown.

Crack!

With a series of soft knocking sounds, the soldiers were skillfully changing their ammunition. Their movements were swift and precise, as if they had undergone countless training sessions.

"Second salvo, prepare for firing!"

"shooting!"

This time, Master didn't even blink. He stared wide-eyed, intently at what was in front of him, as if trying to memorize every detail.

The bodies of the fishmen at the front appeared to have been pierced by something, with bloody holes appearing all over their bodies, and blood gushing out. The gruesome scene was shocking to behold.

Master's worldview was turned upside down. He stared at the still-smoking gun barrels, his mouth agape, but he didn't know what to say, as if he had lost the ability to speak.

"Reload!"

Fiore gave the orders while glancing at the fishmen who were still advancing ahead.

At this moment, they were less than 150 meters away from the heavily armored shieldmen's defensive line, a distance that felt like a countdown to death, making everyone extremely nervous.

However, by this time, the merfolk had left behind nearly a hundred corpses, and the mountain of corpses made people feel the cruelty of war.

Perhaps because those fish-men's bodies were still very fragile, most of the bullets passed right through them after hitting their bodies, like a sharp blade piercing through thin paper.

Moreover, because the path was relatively narrow, the group was relatively concentrated, and the arrows hit the fishmen behind them, causing even greater damage, like a domino effect.

Puff puff puff——

Kuratia, who was standing to the side of the group, suddenly heard a strange sound in her ear, which echoed like a ghost.

Startled, she quickly turned to look at the riverbank not far from her.

Strange bubbles began to appear on the river surface, and they were getting closer and closer to the shore, as if a mysterious force was pushing them.

"Sir, what's in the water?!"

Kuratia watched the water warily as she hurriedly reported the situation, her voice tinged with tension that seemed to travel through the air like an electric current.

"In the water?" Link's heart skipped a beat. He turned his head and looked over, his eyes filled with vigilance, his wary gaze shooting towards the river like a sharp sword.

It was the experienced Claudia who gave the first order. Seeing the unusual activity in the water, she immediately gave an urgent command: "Second platoon of heavy armored shieldmen, withdraw from the front line, protect the left flank of the formation, be alert for any unforeseen circumstances! Ensure the safety of the formation and do not give the enemy any opportunity to take advantage."

"Yes, sir." Upon receiving the order, the platoon leader of the second platoon immediately led his men to withdraw from the frontal defensive line. Their movements were swift and orderly, and they quickly established a new defensive line on the left side of the platoon near the river, like a solid fortress.

Brush brush!

Just as the left flank defense line was being set up, the figures of fishmen suddenly emerged from the water.

They leaped high from the river and pounced directly at the defensive line, like a pack of ferocious beasts launching an attack.

Fortunately, the shields of the heavily armored shieldbearers prevented any accidents from happening. Those sturdy shields were like an impregnable fortress, blocking the murlocs' attacks.

"First Musketeer Platoon, aim at the enemy on the left flank and fire freely! Utilize your firepower advantage to annihilate these despicable enemies."

Link didn't expect that his advantageous situation would suddenly turn into a bad one.

Although the murlocs facing them cannot break through the barrage of bullets, their geographical position is unfavorable. If something unexpected happens on the flanks and disrupts their formation, they will be in danger, like people walking on the edge of a cliff, where a slight misstep could send them tumbling into the abyss.

"My lord, look! The rear guard of those murlocs on the other side is jumping into the river."

Master said urgently from the side, his voice filled with anxiety, a anxiety that burned like a flame in his heart.

Damn it, these murlocs have realized they can't break through head-on, so they've shifted their focus to the flanks, like cunning foxes searching for their prey's weaknesses.

"Claudia! Use explosives!" Link knew there was no time to hesitate and immediately said to Claudia.

Claudia nodded, knowing it was time to use the explosives: "Fourth platoon, prepare to drop the bombs! Let these wretched murlocs taste the power of explosives."

The dozen or so musketeers in front immediately ran over, their expressions serious, ready to carry out orders, their eyes revealing determination and courage.

"Prepare the explosive charges on the carriage behind, just like in training. Remember to follow the procedure we taught you before, but shorten the time slightly. Try to make them explode as soon as they're thrown into the water. Make sure the explosive charges can exert their maximum power at the most opportune moment," Link instructed solemnly.

"Yes, sir!" Upon hearing the order, the men immediately led their soldiers to make the arrangements.

"Damn it, there's a merman here, kill it quickly!"

On the left flank, a merman's blue claws reached into the gap in the shield, and he was instantly hacked to death by several soldiers wielding longswords. Blood splattered everywhere, and the bloody scene was chilling.

"Brother! Your arm is injured. Quickly go to the back and rest. Let the medical staff treat your wound and prevent it from getting infected."

The comrade's right arm was pierced by a spear thrown by a merman, and blood was gushing out continuously, a horrifying sight.

"It's alright, I can still fight. These murlocs aren't that tough! I can't back down now. I'll fight alongside you."

The soldier gritted his teeth and said firmly.

blah blah blah!

Gunshots rang out continuously along this path, like the drumbeats of battle, inspiring everyone.

The intense gunfire swept in like a storm, striking fear into the hearts of the enemy.

The sun was completely shrouded in dark clouds, and the people of Hailin City had not seen the sun for who knows how long.

Every day when we look up, the sky is dark and oppressive, like a heavy boulder pressing down on everyone's heart.

The oppressive atmosphere, like a dark fog, enveloped the entire city.

Everyone's heart was as low and confused as the day itself, as if they had lost their way.

They didn't know what the future held, or when this disaster would end; they could only struggle in fear and despair.

"Lord! Our city gates have been breached! Our men are preparing to repel the enemy from the inner city's defenses!"

Kuokas, sword in hand, reported to the old city lord beside him, his voice tinged with a sense of tragic grandeur, a tragic emotion that echoed in the air like a lament.

"Let's do our best. Whether our Hailin City can survive this day depends on fate. May the Sea God protect us! We hope the Sea God will bless our city and help us get through this difficult time."

The old city lord sighed, his eyes filled with helplessness and despair. His despairing gaze was as deep as a dry well, devoid of any hope.

137. Fiona displays her divine power

Boom boom——

Link suddenly raised his arm and forcefully wiped the water droplets splashed on his face. The water droplets slid down his cheeks and dripped into his collar, bringing a slight coolness.

He focused intently, his gaze sharp as he looked into the river, silently assessing the effect of the first bombing—clearly, the result fell far short of his expectations and was far from satisfactory.

Ten explosive charges, each one the result of painstaking effort, yet now, on the water's surface, only two sparks, symbols of death, have ignited.

After the brief and brilliant sparks, the remaining explosive charges silently sank to the bottom of the river, as if swallowed by the water, without a sound or a ripple.

Although today's explosive charges have undergone significant improvements in packaging materials compared to the crude and simple versions of the past.

From material selection to production process, everything has undergone repeated trials and optimizations in order to achieve better results.

However, achieving an underwater explosion remains an extremely difficult problem.

Only by ensuring that the fuse burns completely before entering the water, and by guaranteeing that the explosive charge detonates precisely the moment it touches the water's surface, can it pose a real threat to those cunning and elusive fishmen.

Otherwise, once the explosive charge sinks into the water and the fuse goes out, it becomes useless, like scrap metal.

However, this sudden loud noise had an unexpected effect, causing the fishmen's offensive to stall for a moment.

The fishmen, who had been attacking frantically and aggressively, paused briefly, as if stunned by the loud noise and momentarily at a loss.

"Is this... the wrath of the sea god?"

Master covered his ears tightly with both hands, trying to lessen the impact of the deafening sound on them.

His face was filled with horror, his eyes wide as he stared at the surging, turbulent waves, as if he were witnessing the wrath of the gods descending upon the world.

The waves rolled and roared, as if the sea god was venting his anger, inspiring awe.

Link had no time to notice Master beside him, who was marveling at the miracle and immersed in fear.

His brow furrowed, and he issued another command. Though his voice was not loud, it reached everyone's ears clearly: "Bombing squad, hold your ground and control the timing precisely! Don't be swayed by the current chaos; proceed according to the planned strategy!"

Boom boom boom boom——

Immediately afterwards, four more deafening explosions rang out, as if the Grim Reaper was tolling his death knell.

The immense impact caused the river to boil again, and the fish-men's corpses began to surface one after another, writhing and struggling, adding a touch of horror to this brutal battle.

The river was littered with the severed limbs of fishmen, their blood staining the water and emitting a pungent, bloody stench.

"Oh no! A murloc has broken through the defenses!"

A terrified scream suddenly came from the left corner, the voice filled with fear and panic.

Several mermen were seen, holding shields that gleamed with a cold light, as if telling of their ferocity.

They were ferocious-looking, baring their teeth and claws, roaring as they charged into the crowd.

Their tails swung vigorously, propelling their bodies forward at breakneck speed, like arrows released from a bow.

Several soldiers were unfortunately wounded, and their battle robes were stained with blood.

"Humph!"

At this critical moment, Fiorena snorted coldly, her voice filled with disdain and anger.

She moved with the agility of a cheetah. She dismounted with a clean and swift motion, without the slightest hesitation.

The longsword in his hand drew a sharp arc in the air, an arc that resembled a bolt of lightning, piercing the darkness and foreshadowing the coming storm.

"Step back. I'll handle these murlocs. You go and support the other brothers."

Fiorena gave orders to the soldiers who were fighting the fishmen, her tone revealing an unquestionable authority.

"Yes, Lady Fiorena!"

The soldiers retreated at his command, their eyes shining with trust and admiration for the female soldier.

They knew that with Fiorena there, the battle would be won. They quickly adjusted their formation and rushed to other locations that needed support.

Fiore stared coldly at the blue-skinned men, her eyes as cold as ice, flashing with a sharp killing intent.

The merfolk seemed to sense the threat from the depths of their souls as well, and they let out a few strange cries, sharp and piercing, like wails from hell.

They brandished their spears, which flashed coldly through the air, as they cautiously approached Fiorena.

Their eyes were fixed on Fiorena, as if searching for her weakness.

"Cuck!"

With a piercing scream, the foremost merman hurled his spear at Fiorena.