Chapter 146: The Stirring Murlocs

  "Blub blub blub!"

  The endless shouting gathered into a cacophony of noise, causing the soldiers on the walls to frown.

  As far as the eye could see, tless murlocs were gathering along the riverbank.

  They crowded together in yers, bickering and fighting, creating an irritating otion.

  In the distahe piathered together, preparing to retreat from the farmnd.

  Just then, as if receiving a and, the murlocs packed along the riverbank began to charge towards the gathering humans.

  Seeing this, Jifan’s pupils tracted, and he raised his voice to call out to Old John oher side:

  "Boss, those murlocs are moving, they're about to attack us!"

  Tossing aside the used unication scroll, Old John drew his longsword and, with a stern gaze sweeping over everyone, spoke firmly:

  "Defend the territory, defend our home!"

  "Defend the territory, defend our home!"

  The soldiers’ unified shout echoed along the walls, carrying into the town.

  Ihey heard the responding cries of support, bringing a smile to every soldier’s face.

  An indescribable feeling surged through Elio, sending chills up her spine.

  Her shouts, though, were filled with absolute siy.

  Before she k, she had found an excuse for herself—her people deserved a better life.

  The city gates gradually closed, leaving just enough of a gap for soldiers to pass through.

  Led by Old John, the soldiers marched out in formation.

  Captain Sean, busy gathering the pioneers, called his patrol soldiers to form a defensive line, preparing to repel the ining murlocs.

  At the same time, he instructed the pioo take a detour aer the city from the other side.

  The throng of murlocs surged forward like a tidal wave. In the sunlight, Elio got her first good look at these enemies.

  The first thing that caught her eye was a massive mouth full of fangs, with sparse, sharp teeth still holding remnants of algae and other food scraps.

  Their emerald-green scales covered their bodies, interspersed with mottled patches of varying shades.

  Uhe long, slender limbs of kobolds, the murlocs had short, stocky limbs with webbed fingers.

  The ons in their hands were in poor dition aremely varied.

  Rusty, broken swords weren’t unusual; eloones and bones were also on. Elio even saw a murloc wielding a fossilized fish as a on.

  Most of the murlocs wore no armor, relying only on their weak scales as their only form of prote.

  Individually, murlocs were incredibly weak in battle; even kobolds oblins of the same level could easily defeat them.

  But when the number of murlocs swelled to an untable mass, it filled most people with fear.

  Their awkward steps carried them towards the patrol soldiers’ defensive line, emboldened by their sheer numbers, shouting incessantly.

  Captain Sean drew his longsword, pushing aside his iurmoil as he watched the swarm of murlocs rush towards them. He shouted in a low voice:

  "Spears up! Forward!"

  The 100 patrol soldiers, fearless, obeyed the and, leveling their spears and advang.

  Half of the patrol soldiers were regurs and already professional warriors. Dealing with murlocs with nearly zero challeing, they easily overwhelmed them.

  The advang line of steel spears instantly killed more than 50 murlocs upon tact!

  Many sharp spearheads pierced through the bodies of one murlod into the .

  Captain Sean, experienced in dealing with murlocs, did not order a further advance, instead shouting loudly:

  "Soldiers on the fnks, fall back! Form a defensive ring!"

  The soldiers, thhly trained, had no desire to py the hero and quickly followed orders, f a tight circle.

  Two lines of soldiers, one inside and o, stood two paces apart, the perfect distao maximize the force of their thrusts.

  Despite the seemingly endless murloc swarm, the soldiers remained calm.

  Under Captain Sean’s orders, the two lines alternated between thrusting, retreating, gathering strength, and thrusting again!

  Thrust!

  Crack!

  The formation, resembling a steel pore, instantly inflicted heavy casualties on the murlocs that surrouhem.

  The dense crowd of murlocs ierced and killed, yet more still howled and surged forward.

  Captain Sean frowned, sensing that something was off about these murlocs.

  Typically, after losing dozens of their kind, these cowardly creatures would scatter in panic.

  But now?

  They were pressing the attack despite the threat of death.

  Something was wrong!

  With growing , Captain Sean didn’t hesitate to order the soldiers to kill and hold off the murlocs while slowly shifting the formation closer to the city.

  The murlocs were endless, but the soldiers' safety aramount!

  However, some of the murlocs also seemed to catto his pn.

  With a sharp screech, a dark red aura spread out from the murlocs.

  All the murlocs touched by the aura turned bloodshot, their bodies swelling in size.

  Their sharp screeches deepened into guttural growls, and their attacks became even more frenzied.

  They no longer cared about dying or the spears in their path, howling as they charged. Some even trampled over their own kind in an attempt to leap over the spear wall.

  The pressure on the soldiers suddenly increased.

  The thrusts of their spears were no longer suffit to hold back the swarm. Once a murloc breached the line, someone had to deal with it directly.

  Sshing down two murlocs, Captain Sean decisively ordered:

  "Tighten formation! One squad draw swords and deal with the ohat break through."

  With Captain Sean’s quick thinking, the soldiers mao stabilize their footing once more.

  But with the formation packed tightly, their movement slowed signifitly.

  Gng at the increasing number of murlocs pressing in, Captain Sean couldn’t help but feel regret.

  "We’ll definitely have t shields on patrol from now on, no matter how tiring!"

  The murlocs crowded closer and closer, and the patrol soldiers' formation inched forward slower and slower.

  If the soldiers exhausted their strength, they could easily be overwhelmed and dragged down by the murlocs.

  Most pyers had met a bitter end this way!

  Just then, a sharp whistle rang out, drawing everyone’s attention.

  A lithe figure dashed from the supp soldier ranks at high speed.

  She held two curved bdes and, the moment she collided with the murloc swarm, began to spin her entire body.

  The twin gleaming bdes effortlessly sliced through the murlocs' fragile bodies, creating a thick mist of blood.

  The swirling blood was whipped into a terrifying crimson tornado by the spinning figure.

  Every murloc that came into tact with the crimson tornado was shredded to pieces, and the once-dense murloc horde was torn apart, leaving a bloody path.

  Terrifying!

  Ferocious!

  Old John instinctively widened his eyes, but quickly seized the opportunity and led his team in a charge.

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