Na Xin, who had been on the streets for many years, immediately understood what was going on as soon as he saw the other party's movements. There was danger. But just as he turned around, a sudden scream came from the periphery of the carriages.
"There are monsters!"
The voice came from the north. Na Xin's face darkened, as if the uneasiness in his heart had finally become a reality. He did not have time to exchange pleasantries with Mr. Liu. He turned around and looked in that direction with a straight face. But the carriages surrounding the camp blocked his view. He had no choice but to walk in that direction and pass through the camp.
The guards sitting by the bonfire saw him pass by with a gloomy face. They did not react for a moment. They looked at each other for a moment before picking up their weapons and following him.
Na Xin came to the side of the carriage and looked north of the Qiu Sang Ze River. He could not help but gasp. Under the faint light of the starry night, he saw a dense group of monsters surging out from the darkness in the north. The creatures were like thin crystals. They stood on the ground with sharp claws. They had a long tail, a small head, and a long beak. They looked like ghosts in the dark.
More than a hundred of these monsters were emerging from the high hills, and their target was obviously the carriage camp. The sentinel on the carriage was shocked speechless when he saw this scene. His mind was filled with shock. Since when did monsters start appearing near the Qiu Sang Ze River, and in such large numbers?
At this point, Na Xin was able to keep his cool. "Put the muskets on the rack." Although he knew that he would not be able to survive tonight, he was not going to sit around and wait for death. He shouted to his men, "Prepare for battle!"
Most of the Street Enforcers of the underworld were fugitives. They knew that it was normal for them to lose their lives on the Path of the Dead. Besides, most of them were alone in Rosaleen and had nothing to worry about. It was inevitable that they would feel uneasy at this moment. But after Na Xin's two low growls, they finally calmed down.
Thus, the guards raised their spears and shields. Although their faces were pale, they managed to form a decent line of defense.
The Street Enforcers of the underworld had been on this path for decades. They finally had some experience in dealing with monsters. At the very least, this line of defense formed by carriages was reliable in most cases.
However, that was only if they were facing a few monsters. Against a monster tide consisting of over a hundred monsters, it would only take a blink of an eye for them to devour a village, let alone a small caravan like theirs.
Everyone knew in their hearts that there was no way they could survive this night. They would only have a chance of survival if they could hold out until dawn and wait for Rosalie's cavalry patrol to arrive.
However, a small group of patrolling cavalrymen would not be able to save them. They would have to wait for the main force to arrive from the other side of the river. Not to mention how long it would take to reach Rosaleen, they would not be able to survive the night.
The members of the convoy each had their own thoughts. Na Xin didn't bother with these people. He knew that these people might not be reliable at this juncture. If they didn't know that they couldn't escape the monster's pursuit, some of them might have already fled before the battle.
Suddenly, he heard a blood-curdling scream.
Slightly stunned, he subconsciously turned around and saw Mister Liu using a green cloth to wipe the ancient bronze sword in his hand. There was a lifeless corpse lying at his feet. It was one of his subordinates. Black blood was flowing out from the corpse and meandering on the sandy ground.
He saw the corpse and then saw the two tall warhorses not far away. He understood and couldn't help but scold them for being idiots.
They didn't think that they could afford to offend someone who could ride such horses in the wild.
He nodded at the other party, indicating that he didn't have to worry. He didn't want to offend a noble of the Nine Phoenix for an idiot. Moreover, he was still hoping that Mister Liu could help. If they could survive the night, only this noble from the Nine Phoenix would be able to change their fate.
Even if they were to escape, they would definitely be able to escape with their warhorses. He still hoped that if it really came to that, Mister Liu would save him on account of his promise to bring them along.
Mister Liu, on the other hand, looked indifferent and nodded at him.
Na Xin turned around. His subordinates and guards were very indifferent to the death of their comrade. The underworld was a lawless place. Here, there were only fights between the strong and the weak. There was no right or wrong. Moreover, they didn't even care about their own lives now. How could they care about the lives of others?
There were some who looked greedily at Mister Liu's two warhorses, but when their gazes fell on the latter's ancient bronze sword, they resentfully retracted their gazes.
Crossing a few miles of open space was just the blink of an eye for the strange monsters, not to mention that they were looking down from above. When the guards saw the thin and abrupt figures moving in the darkness, they couldn't help but fire a few shots.
Flames suddenly appeared in the darkness.
The light of the magic crystal fragments and the burning gunpowder shot far away, as if a giant dragon was spitting fire. These firearms came from Hazell and Osgang. They were sealed in crates and transported from a distant world by Nine Phoenix's fleet. Just like in the Ten Cities area, these powerful weapons that ordinary people could use were also highly sought after by mercenaries and merchants on the Swift Plain on the other side of the Rosaleen Strait.
Since more than ten years ago, they had gradually flowed into the hands of black-market merchants and desperadoes. The scavengers used firearms to fight against the strange monsters in the underworld, and they had achieved good results.
But it was not limited to the current situation.
In the area illuminated by the flames, some strange monsters rolled and fell to the ground, but they quickly got up. The history of the Hazell people's use of firearms was almost earlier than all the kingdoms on the mainland. In this country's firearms army, the frontline officers usually prohibited their soldiers from firing before the order was given.
The Aibu Royal Guard Flintlock Regiment, who had defeated the Cruz people's Earth Dragon Knight in the Harlem area, once had their drill book that they were only allowed to shoot when the enemy was 50 steps away.
But here, no one reprimanded the person who fired first. Na Xin also understood that his subordinate did not have any manners to speak of. In a one-on-one fight, he might be able to fight valiantly, but in this situation, he was already very lucky to have the courage to fight.
Fortunately, even though the Scavengers did not have any tactical knowledge, they still had their individual strength. After all, there were only a few 'cowards' who pulled the trigger in advance. Most of the experienced guards still quietly placed the monster in the position closest to their imagination.
Then, a series of flames shot out from the side of the carriage.
The strange monsters also lacked tactics. In most areas, their hunting method was to swarm forward. In terms of intelligence, they were not as smart as the wolves and wild dogs in the forest. But the difference was that their strength allowed them to complete this simple and effective attack. In the storm of steel bullets, the row of strange monsters in front fell. Some were hit in the chest, some were hit in the head. The crystal in the place where they were hit exploded, forming bowl-sized holes.
But only a few of the strange monsters who were hit in the vital parts died completely. Most of the strange monsters could still stand up after being hit. Only when they saw this scene with their own eyes could they realize that most of them had the strength of a Gold-ranked monster.
The scavengers used the Type II Dragonlance in the form of a three-eyed musket. After they fired the first round, they turned the handle and fired again. After three consecutive waves of flames, the flood of strange monsters only thinned by a thin layer.
Everyone was sweating profusely as they looked at the rows of monsters rushing towards them. They were speechless. After three rounds of shooting, they roughly estimated that there were more than ninety monsters left. Normally, in a melee battle, even if there were only one or two monsters left, it would still be enough to cause the humans to suffer casualties.
They really did not know how to fight the next battle.
Finally, some people began to run away. Some people threw down their weapons with pale faces and ran toward the back. Na Xin did not look at these people because these people would not end up any better than them. Unlike the others, he could still maintain his calm. His eyes scanned the strange monsters silently.
For desperadoes, most of them were calm, because those who weren't calm had long been eliminated by the harsh living environment. Although some of them threw down their weapons and ran, there were still a lot of people left. They unsheathed their swords and were ready to fight.
Although they were facing a situation where they would definitely die, the scavengers felt more confident holding their weapons. They did not need to think to know what would happen if they turned their backs on the enemy.
At this time, the fastest strange monster in front had already crashed into the carriage. In the eyes of the humans, it was just a flash of silver light. Then, the entire carriage shattered into pieces. The black crystals on the carriage danced in the air and scattered all over the ground.
However, the humans at the back had expected this. They had already left enough space for the strange monster. At this time, they swarmed forward and were prepared to use the human wave tactic to hold back the strange monster.
This tactic was the result of the scavengers' valuable experience after many years of fighting. The strange monsters were brainless and liked to charge forward. They would always fall into the trap set up by the humans in advance.
However, this time, the scavengers had miscalculated.
It was not that the strange monsters had suddenly become smarter, but they had never expected to encounter such a big situation.
The spirits of the dead of Madara had been fighting against the strange monsters in the south of the Sea of the Dead Moon. For many years, they had been losing ground. Rosaleen's scavengers had mocked these skeletons more than once, thinking that they had probably lost their brains after turning into skeletons. As a result, they had become rusty and could not even defeat the brainless strange monsters.
At this moment, Rosaleen's scavengers understood the predicament that the spirits of the dead were in.
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