A strange world

Chapter 321 Section 174. The first battle

"...This is what happened."

Annan slapped the graffitied newspaper on the table and said proudly: "I found out that the rat men were coming back, and I also got the map of the rat nest, so this party is not a failure!"

"Okay..." Olmedo picked up the graffiti perfunctorily, opened another map, and determined the locations of the remaining two rat nests: "These two places are farms. I will send three teams at the same time tomorrow morning Attack three nests, release a few rats, and put on a show with your rat friends."

"No, give me one of the rat's nests."

Annan pointed to the rat nest to the west and said:

"I'm going to put my musketeers into action."

…

The shrill whistle awakened the sleeping soldiers. They put on their clothes in a panic. The quick ones put on their plate armor and ran out with muskets. The slow ones were still putting clothes on their heads as the whistles came closer and closer.

A few minutes later, a queue formed in the open space outside the camp.

Losey, the captain of the musketeers, glanced at his soldiers with an ugly expression: there were only three soldiers fully clothed in plate armor and holding muskets, and the rest were wearing plate armor crookedly and holding nothing. Or just holding a musket and wearing nothing.

"Where are your guns!" Losey roared: "Go back and bring your guns!"

"The magic gun is your life! I have asked you countless times to regard it as your own woman, so you just throw your own woman away casually!"

More than thirty soldiers ran back to the barracks in dejection. Losey glared at the remaining people, moved between the lines, and stood in front of a young man.

Luo Xi smiled, and the young man also laughed. Luo Xi suddenly stopped smiling and shouted: "Where are your clothes!"

"I'm getting dressed!"

"Take it off!"

"Oh..." The young man jumped up and supported his companion, taking off the only socks he was wearing.

Losey took a deep breath and exhaled, convincing herself that they had only been training for a week. But after returning to the knight captain, I saw the playfulness on his face.

As a knight captain who started practicing swordsmanship at the age of five and became a retinue at the age of eight, he certainly looked down on these soldiers who had not put down their farm forks and picked up weapons for two months.

Feeling embarrassed, Losey followed the usual behavior of the knight captain: "You are carefully selected elites! But you can't even wear clothes when you gather!"

"We haven't gotten up so early before..." There was muttering from the team.

"Will the enemy wait for you to get up, get dressed, and finish your meal before attacking?" Losi looked at them with disappointment. "It's okay for you to disappoint me...but don't disappoint the lord."

The atmosphere among the soldiers changed somewhat, and they became more serious, until the soldier with the gun came back in a noisy manner.

"Give it back to me, that's my woman!"

"Will she agree to your request?"

"Give it back!"

"Quiet!"

Letting the soldiers return to the team, Losi swept over the crowd: "Soldiers! The time has come to fight for our homeland!" After the words fell, the camp fell into chaos again.

"The Rat Man is calling?!"

"Do you have a medal?"

"Who is the enemy!"

"The Rat Man didn't call, there is no medal, the enemy is the Rat Man. Quiet!" Forced the soldiers to shut up, Losi shouted: "The Lord is waiting for you in Breeze City, don't let him down!"

"I'll give you ten minutes, then let's go!"

The soldiers rushed back to the barracks, and Losi returned to the knight captain guiltily: "Teacher, I'm telling you a joke..."

The "elites" who can look like real soldiers are fighting the Frost Giants at the foot of the snow-capped mountains. With the inexperienced Losey and the inexperienced soldiers, he feels that he has betrayed the trust of his lords and teachers.

"It's nothing, you just need one thing to make the soldiers serious."

"what?"

"A victory."

…

One hundred soldiers lined up neatly in Breeze City Square. Hammer-forged plate armor was put on the soldiers. A magical lance like a spear was raised on his chest.

"Is this the surprise you prepared for the Rat Man?"

Olmedo observed the weapon with a special shape, and Annan told her about its power. "It's similar to the magic weapon in the south that uses magic crystals to activate spells."

"The magic gun is much weaker than the arcane missile, but it is cheaper."

Annan compared it with Riddle Gro's "Fire Gun". The arcane missile's characteristic is to break armor, but there is no difference in front of unarmored enemies. They are all just holes.

"This team is called the Musketeers."

According to Annan's usual style, magic should be added to the prefix, but Magic Musketeers sounds like the name of a team for some kind of competition.

"Do you want to come with me?"

"Then take a look at your secret weapon."

At dawn, the three teams in the square set off. One of them rushed towards the cleaned southern farmland to cover Maria, while the Musketeers and Knights headed to the west and east respectively.

A farm standing in a barren wheat field appeared in the distance. At this distance, Annan thought that the rat men in the farm should have discovered them.

"After this cleanup, you will become the first soldiers to fight as the main force in Xingyue Bay."

Annan told the Musketeers. The team that followed the Knights to the north was at most trying to clean up the mess.

"So... you decide whether there will be more Musketeers in the future. Go fight."

These uninspiring words excited the soldiers, who lined up and began to approach the farm.

Ratmen poured out from the farm. Knowing they were exposed, they grabbed wooden spears or farm forks and rushed towards the soldiers.

The Musketeers paused, waiting nervously for the Skaven to come into range.

500 meters, 300 meters, 100 meters... When he saw the scarlet eyes of the rat people, Losi roared: "Squat down in the first row! Let go!"

Bang bang bang——

The deafening sound was almost continuous, black smoke rose, and the rat men fifty meters away fell in pieces.

"First row loads, second row! Release!"

Bang bang bang——

There are some soldiers who forget to reload or pull the wrong trigger due to nervousness, but perform much better than they did in camp...

Losi cursed these bastards, but he also breathed a sigh of relief - he was really afraid that the Musketeers would forget the fighting methods that Master Annan taught him and he taught them.

Ratmen kept coming out and falling down again and again. Mixed in among them, elite ratmen wearing armor also exploded into a bloody spray under the volley of a hundred musketeers.

"How about it?"

"It surprised me just like the magical image, but I stick to my statement." Olmedo's appreciation did not conceal it, "When Breeze City is so dangerous that civilians need to fight, no one can protect it."

Bang——

The last rat-man in sight fell in a pool of blood.

…

Northern Territory.

The young girl who fell by the river trembled slightly, and with every tremor, a trace of blood flowed into the stream.

A wererat lay in front of her body, tearing and chewing the flesh.

The flowing stream gradually turned pink, turned into bright blood, and then turned into deep black, becoming increasingly filthy, filled with a disgusting stench and filth.

In the distance, the tide of rats is coming all over the mountains and plains, like dark clouds on the sea.