In the Name of the Queen

Chapter 136 Killing Feast

Lightning lit up the night sky, and also lit up Munina's desire for survival and freedom.

Who wants to die if he can live?

After all, she is still young.

The tribe did not give up on her, her sister came to save her!

She was finally escaping from the clutches of the human devil.

In the light of lightning tearing apart the sky, she shouted to her sister to guide her in the direction.

She didn't even notice that even when she saw reinforcements, she didn't dare leave the camp gate.

The fear of Roland has long been rooted in his heart.

Hundreds of Kraken burst out of the canal and speeded ashore.

These sirens are mainly male warriors, supplemented by female singers, forming a powerful fighting team.

This army is the elite of the tribe, not ordinary warriors who become messy when the number exceeds a hundred.

Wearing leather armor and wielding huge halberds, they easily cut through the barbed wire, then crossed the ditch and rushed towards the camp.

On their way forward, the few human defenders were frightened and fled in confusion.

These human warriors quickly threw down their unusable muskets and ran away without any decent resistance.

They have no will to resist.

Munina didn't find it strange.

These garrison troops were at the bottom of the human army, receiving the lowest wages, wearing the worst equipment, and having the lowest morale.

They are not so much professional soldiers as employees who are paid to go to work.

Ten shillings a month, what are you trying to do?

The defeat of the human garrison made Muniya, the leader of the rescue team, relieved.

All this was as she expected.

There was such a huge disparity in the number of people, and it was a rainy night suitable for the Kraken to exert its fighting power. Even if they resisted, they would be courting death. Retreating was the wise choice.

Under the night, Munia was wearing light green leather armor, majestic, and her eyes were full of solemnity.

The long tail covered with fine and strong scales swung from side to side, and she swam rapidly, moving at a speed far faster than that of ordinary humans.

She had been planning this rescue operation for a long time, and it took a lot of effort just to convince the radical rescue faction and the decisive abandonment faction within the tribe.

The leader of the male warriors, in particular, paid a lot to gain his support.

As an army commander, you must not only understand the intelligence of both the enemy and ourselves, and be proficient in commanding the army, but you must also understand astronomy and geography.

She is such an all-around commander.

By observing the changes in the clouds, she predicted in advance that there would be violent storms tonight, and decisively planned a rescue plan to go upstream from the canal into the interior to rescue people.

The operation was very successful.

It's just a little too smooth.

From the time the tribesmen landed until now, the human garrison has not even put up any decent resistance. The soldiers quickly dropped their weapons and ran away after finding that their muskets could not fire.

The resistance was so weak that she frowned.

Something is wrong.

Although humans are despicable and shameless, they are definitely not stupid.

The human commander encountered in the last naval battle was even more cunning to the extreme.

Even if there is no anticipated rescue, it doesn't mean that elites are not arranged to guard important prisoners, right?

"Luther, I feel something is wrong with the silence around us. We must concentrate our efforts to quickly rescue the tribe and leave."

Although Luther was dissatisfied with Munia's caution, he still nodded in agreement.

Within the Kraken community, female Kraken have a higher status than male Kraken.

The reason is simple, the male siren cannot resist the seductive singing.

Luther's status in the tribe is also far lower than that of Munia, the unofficial next patriarch.

Kong Wu's strong siren guard slammed the giant halberd in his hand onto the ground and said viciously:

"It's already here, what's the use of thinking so much, let's do it!"

Munia smiled. Although Luther was foolhardy, he was right this time.

You can struggle with hesitation during the planning stage, but once action begins, you must move forward.

She waved her arm to her sister to signal for them to come out and join up quickly.

Munina swam towards the camp gate.

When she was about to leave the camp gate, she hesitated.

She thought of Roland's emotionless eyes beneath his kind smile.

Once you step out of the camp gate, there is no turning back.

She should have been happy that her tribe came to the rescue and that the human defense was empty, but her hands trembled.

She saw the empty camp gate post, and her soul seemed to be frozen.

What about the soldiers defending the camp?

This is obviously a trap!

Instead of leaving the camp, she screamed at the top of her lungs at her sister.

"Sister, go quickly! Go quickly! Leave me alone!"

There was another bolt of lightning, and the thunder caused water to splash everywhere.

At the moment when lightning illuminated the night sky, the two sisters saw each other and a thin red line appeared on the horizon.

That's not the red line, that's the red uniform of the Imperial Army.

Damn it, there really is an ambush!

The Imperial Army, which could not use muskets, replaced them with traditional spears and still marched in neat lines.

The drummer beat the rapid attack drum, and the cheerful tune of the Grenadier March played the prelude to the killing.

Munina and Luther looked at each other and their expressions changed drastically.

The thing I was most worried about happened.

Despicable, cunning humans!

After all, Munina did not dare to step out of the camp gate, and the remaining twenty or so sea monsters did not cross the camp gate either.

Fear and obedience bound them like invisible shackles.

Munina's tears melted into the rainwater flowing down her cheeks, and her sad voice was full of reluctance. This was probably the last time she and her sister saw each other.

Although there have been many conflicts between the sisters, she really couldn't let go.

Munia cried too.

That was her biological sister after all.

She wiped away her tears, raised the huge hand crossbow, and shot an arrow with her hand.

My sister and her tribe have been domesticated by humans and cannot be kept.

They dare not cross the camp gate at this time, which shows their fear of humans.

Cowards should be destroyed.

The sharp arrow flew across the space like lightning and hit Munina's chest accurately.

Munina looked down in shock, only to see the swaying feather tail of the arrow.

The pain tore her body and soul apart, and her eyes went black and she fell into the dark abyss.

She couldn't speak, but her soul was shouting, why is it my sister? !

She knew very well how much risk the tribe would take to rescue them.

As a high-value target, she was very important.

The reason for silencing her after the rescue failed was that they were afraid that she would cause harm to the tribe after she surrendered to humans.

The harm of traitors is very terrible.

She understood, completely understood.

But she couldn't accept Muniya doing it herself, why was it her sister!

No matter if it was Luther or someone else beside her, she would only be relieved by this arrow, but it couldn't be her own sister Muniya.

This arrow tore apart not only her innocence, but also her last attachment to the tribe.

She fell heavily, like a dead fish.

The red line gradually approached.

The speed was not fast, but it was like a bloody sickle bringing the invitation of the god of death, suffocating.

The Sussex Army was not the best in the world, but it had never been afraid of anyone on the front battlefield.

Some people always think that the Sussex people would lose their combat effectiveness without muskets, and then be beaten to the point of being unable to take care of themselves by a charge of infantry with bayonets.

A male siren is greater than a human soldier, but the combat effectiveness of 500 male sirens is far less than that of 500 well-trained human soldiers.

And the participating forces tonight are five reorganized infantry battalions, plus auxiliary forces, a total of 2,376 people.

The army has an overall advantage in terms of number of troops, weapons and equipment, organization and combat effectiveness, and the sirens have no chance of winning.

Roland's combat style is like this, never four against one if five can fight one.

If it weren't for the fact that too many people are easy to be exposed, he would have wanted to transfer a few thousand more people to ambush.

More than 2,000 people, it looks like a huge crowd.

Roland, who is very clear about his command ability, did not take over the command for the sake of merit, but delegated the power to Brigadier General Dai Long, the commander of the 37th Brigade.

Dai Long is unknown in the Sussex military, but Roland believes that he can do it.

Even if he is just a qualified commander, he is qualified for tonight's battle.

To be precise, this is not a battle at all, but a one-sided massacre.

Some people may be willing to force a 50-50 situation, but it is definitely not Roland.

In addition to the more than 2,000 infantrymen in the open, he has a backup plan.

The moment the red line appeared, Munia knew that the action had failed. She immediately killed her sister and then commanded the retreat.

It was less than one kilometer away from the canal. As long as they rushed into the canal, they could still leave during the rainy night.

The loss must be high, but it is better than being wiped out.

This is land, the core area of ​​human rule. When it gets light or the rain stops, the only advantage of the siren will certainly disappear.

"The entire army's rear team becomes the front team, maintain the formation, and retreat in an orderly manner!"

Correct order, wrong army.

The rear team becomes the front team, and retreats in an orderly manner. The idea is completely correct, but only the elite of the elite in major human countries can do it.

Without strict training and tenacious fighting will, it is impossible to maintain the formation when defeated, let alone change the formation and retreat.

Munia's imagined retreat: All the sirens have firm eyes, facing the rain of arrows without fear of sacrifice, using their bodies to open up a path to survival for their companions.

The real retreat: trampling and pushing each other, fleeing, and waving giant halberds at companions in order to enter the canal as soon as possible.

"XXX, you're fucking blocking my way!"

"Get out of the way, I'm a five-scale warrior, how many scales are you, dare you block my way?"

"Five scales are so great? You're running away with us!"

The huge gap between reality and ideal, the cowardly reaction of the useless sister, and the guilt of the failed action plan made Munia, who had been pampered since childhood and had never suffered any setbacks, on the verge of mental collapse.

The lightning and violent thunder that constantly illuminated the sky were like the devil's voice that urged death, causing the siren rescue team to collapse quickly.

They hadn't fought humans head-on, but their morale had collapsed.

They were the elite of the siren, but their organization and discipline were not as good as the second-line troops of the main human countries.

Munia was stunned, and couldn't think of any order to cheer up the soldiers.

On the contrary, Luther, who had always been brave but not wise, saw the situation clearly.

"Munia, don't be dazed, sing!"

Luther's thunderous roar woke Munia up from her confusion.

That's right, she still has a trick. As long as she sings the Siren Song, although she can't make these human soldiers jump into the sea, she can at least temporarily suspend the offensive and cover the retreat of her people.

She only found out later that the damned human who ruined her plan that day was the Queen of the Sussex Empire and the head of the Knights.

They are the head of the empire and the guards.

They must be enjoying a wonderful night in the castle at this moment, and they won't show up here in the cold rain.

As long as they are not there, she is invincible.

Munia began to sing.

Her singing was full of reluctance and anger, loud and melodious.

Last time she sang the first movement of the deep sea, Charm.

Most female sirens can do it, but she does it best.

Now she is singing the unknown second movement of the deep sea, Chaos.

The effect of the Chaos Song is to make the enemy soldiers fall into confusion.

The effect is very good.

Although the Charm Song is good, the human army has been prepared for it.

Before tonight's action, the soldiers who participated in the battle drank a lot of wine.

In a half-drunk state, the charm effect was greatly reduced.

In addition, Roland and Sif sang together, and the Charm Song was defeated.

Munia's Chaos Song surprised Roland a little.

But he didn't care.

It's just a Chaos Song, just respond with an inspiring song.

Sif, who was standing next to Roland, stood in the amplification magic circle and began to sing.

Sif's singing was soft and melodious, graceful and beautiful.

Under her encouragement, some soldiers gradually recovered their minds.

Unfortunately, her singing was too lyrical and gentle. It was okay to fight against the first movement, but it was a bit powerless to fight against the second movement.

Thirty percent of the soldiers woke up from the chaos, but it was far from enough.

These soldiers were disturbed by their teammates who were in chaos and could not form an effective queue at all.

Without a neat military formation, they fought on their own, and they were no match for the Siren.

Despite this, these soldiers continued to pursue bravely.

Even if it was just to delay the enemy's actions.

Seeing a soldier fall down under the swaying giant halberd of the Siren Warrior, Sif was anxious and cast her eyes on Roland.

Think of a way, Roland.

However, Roland couldn't speak this time.

His singing would only cause greater chaos, regardless of friend or foe.

Fortunately, he had an emergency plan.

As an excellent commander-in-chief, he must have enough plans to deal with various emergencies.

He rubbed his fingers into a whistle and gave a signal.

There was the sound of horse hooves from the other side of the canal, and the Knights were dispatched.

Luther, who was retreating, was stunned for a moment and almost laughed out loud.

The knights are very mobile, but they are the army. Do they still want to jump into the canal and fight the Siren?

With the help of the Chaos Movement, the Siren Rescue Team regained their morale. Although the formation was still scattered, the action was not delayed too much.

The knights galloped to the other side of the canal, took out the dark alchemical potion jar from the backpack beside the saddle, and threw it into the water.

As soon as the jar entered the water, it made a "hissing" sound, and the pungent smell and light enveloped the canal.

Munia and Luther's faces changed drastically.

Although they didn't know what dirty things humans threw into the canal, they couldn't go down this river.

Their minds were blank, and their eyes were full of despair.

This place is more than 100 kilometers away from the sea. The canal can't be used. What should they do?

The effect of the chaos movement gradually weakened, and the human soldiers continued to regain their sanity, regrouped, surrounded the sirens, and gradually approached.

The three-meter-long spear was like a forest of death, which made the sirens shudder.

The frightened sirens jumped into the canal and then screamed miserably.

Lightning streaked across the sky, and the sirens who had just entered the river rolled in the river with their eyes covered, and couldn't even climb up the riverbank by themselves.

Munia looked up at the sky, and suddenly pulled out the dagger she carried with her and wiped it to her neck.

She didn't have the courage to face this bleak reality.

At the same time as she drew her sword, Roland threw the flying knife in his hand.

"Ding!"

The dagger fell to the ground.

Want to die, have you asked for my opinion?

Roland raised his right hand and gave the signal for a general attack.

Thick lightning streaked across the sky, and thunder roared, as if beating the drum for this feast of slaughter.

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