Chapter 179: The Murloc Army

  The Murloc Castle walls were 4 meters wide, enough for two rows of fully armed soldiers to form a battle line.

  The top of the wall was covered with roofs supported by scaffolding.

  This was to block the moonlight at night.

  Matthew never pced his hopes on default rules.

  Along the circur wall.

  There were 8 protruding bastions, with interlog teeth.

  The bastioopped with three-story buildings, filled with shooting ports, and heavy crossbows were pced there.

  They could block le attacks from the enemy while freely suppressing them with return fire.

  At the top of the bastions stood watchtowers.

  The outer walls provided cover, blog the enemy's line of sight.

  Behind the outer wall stood a sed line of walls, with circur walls blog the three gates.

  Even if the first line of defense fell, there was aronger sed line!

  Even underground, preparations had been made.

  Thanks to the kobolds' excellent digging abilities, the foundation of the new wall was nearly teers deep.

  It was only now that Matthew uood why Pfizer had chosen to build the castle here.

  Looking across the entire area within a 10-kilometer radius, only the narrow roads and this hill had solid ground.

  Everywhere else was soft, deg mud.

  Arying to build a camp or structure in that mud would end up as unlucky as the Carlisle family’s troops.

  Although much work remained, with awo months or so of detailed stru, the defenses were already funal.

  With 500 soldiers stationed in the Murloc Castle.

  Matthew was fident they could repel attacks from over 3,000 elite troops, holding out for months without falling.

  Using the heavy crossbows and teleportation arrays for supply, they could even deal heavy damage to the attag enemy!

  As long as the enemy couldn’t take Murloc Castle, any dream of crossing the vast, foggy s to attack Bay Toure fantasy.

  It recisely because of this that Matthew felt fident enough to prepare for a shoith the Carlisle family.

  Bay Town had risen too suddenly; despite the reputation gained from dealing with the Redwood Trading pany, much of it was based on rumor.

  For other lords and nobles, it wasn’t much of a deterrent.

  Take the Carlisle family as an example!

  If Bay Town wao establish itself here, gain a stronger reputation, and prepare for Matthew's future pns, it o take down these challengers one by one.

  Starting with the Carlisle family!

  That night.

  Ihe Carlisle family’s camp.

  Some soldiers plugged their ears and tried to sleep, prepared for another round of harassment from Bay Town during the night.

  Anroup of soldiers was gathered and hidden at the camp’s entrance.

  But just like the previous few nights, although the Bay Town soldiers harassed them a bit, no full attack came.

  The soldiers were left feeling frustrated, annoyed by Bay Town's underhaactics.

  Many hung their heads in frustration, feeling a deep sense of helplessness.

  But no one dared to un atta return!

  Brown rubbed his temples, hesitated for a moment, then tinued:

  "Tell all the soldiers that in 10 days at most, we’ll have the entrao the ruins dug out."

  "Hang in there a little longer—ohe ruins are ours, I’ll make sure everyoheir revenge!"

  The officers caught on quickly, their eyes lighting up as they reyed the message to their soldiers.

  The soldiers, who had been holding back their anger, showed vicious smiles—they were clearly eager to follow through on Brown’s "promise."

  Most of the time, they were just soldiers serving nobles.

  But iimes, who didn’t have a side hustle?

  The Carlisle family’s soldiers endured another difficult night.

  Early the m.

  Brown rubbed his red eyes and waved for the eager soldiers to go rest.

  He couldn’t rest just yet; he e for a fresh batch of soldiers who had rested the night before to stand guard.

  Bay Town might not dare unch a frontal attack, but who knows what tricks they might try?

  Thinking like this, Brown decided to stay vigint.

  Before long, the pierg sound of something cutting through the air echoed above the camp.

  The harassment from Bay Town’s soldiers had clearly begun again!

  What Brown didn’t know was that Matthew had never sidered them worth his attention!

  About 50 kilometers away from Murloc Castle, a voy of about 2,000 people reparing to depart.

  Leading them was Sir Hawk of the Carlisle family.

  As a loyal knight to the Carlisle family, Hawk had nearly 20 years of experien transp goods and personnel.

  Whether in the dangerous northern wilderness, the steep southern mountains of Farsico, or the pins of Rock, his presence had bee.

  His steady duct had earned him the Carlisle family’s trust.

  They had ied siderable resources in developing his abilities and granted him the title of knight, along with a manor of his own.

  Hawk was ner to the Misty Marsh.

  The Carlisle family had previously excavated several small ruins within the s.

  In his opinion, the Misty Marsh wasn’t particurly dangerous; aside from the smell, it was generally an easy journey.

  As long as they were cautious of the giant crocodiles in the s, there would be no casualties.

  The only pint Hawk had was the ck of rest stops along the sy roads.

  Especially st night, when he and his men had to spend the night in one of the temporary camps built during previous trips.

  Fortunately, there had been no attacks during the night, apart from the annoying murlocs.

  Donning his polished mail, with the help of his squire, he strapped on another yer of armor, checked everything, and stepped out of his tent.

  The smell of cooking food mixed with the stench of the s.

  Hawk merely frowned. He could tolerate it, and seeing the zy guards and cart drivers, he uatingly barked out:

  "Hurry up! We’ve got a lot to do today."

  "After we deliver these supplies to the camp, we have to rush back here to rest!"

  "This time, there’s nothing t back, so the return trip will be easier…"

  The guards, familiar with the routine, spread the word and used their feet and whips to prod the zier members of the voy into a.

  About half an hour ter, after breakfast, the voy set off again.

  They slowly left the temporary camp and gradually disappeared into the swirling mist.

  Hawk and his men had no idea that many pairs of eyes had already noticed their movements.

  As soon as they ehe fog, cries echoed, and figures rushed into the y temporary camp.

  Soon, crag fmes appeared.

  The r fire spread rapidly.

  Thick smoke billowed upward but was quickly swallowed by the swirling mist, disappearing without a trace.

  About half an hour into the journey, Hawk, leading from the front, suddenly pulled up his horse, staring in disbelief at the figures emerging from the fog ahead.

  tless murlocs!

  As far as the eye could see, there were endless numbers of them!

  Hawk could hardly believe it. As he drew his sword, ohought fshed through his mind:

  "Where are the scouts who were supposed to be ahead?"

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