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After the initial chaos caused by the strangely dressed soldiers, it was soon discovered that the culprits behind the chaos in the broken street were only about twenty people.
Some sharp-eyed bandits and members of the Broken Halberd Gang responsible for maintaining order in the broken street quickly spotted them.
Although I don't know why they are dressed in such strange shapes, and they are holding a strange big tube in their hands.
But there were only about twenty of them, while there were four or five hundred people in the dilapidated street, and most of them were people that Zhang San would call "fellow travelers".
As a result, the ruthless guys grabbed the weapons they had on them or nearby and charged at them.
The sheer number of people made them forget the chaos caused by the twenty-odd people they had just witnessed.
They firmly believed that even if these lunatics from who-knows-where were all professionals, they could overwhelm them with sheer numbers!
Seeing the mob rushing towards them, a young man in his twenties among the group of more than twenty people stepped forward.
Although he looked dashing and debonair, his eyes held an inescapable air of vicissitude.
He was wearing similar equipment to the other twenty-odd people, except that his mountain-patterned armor was not pure white, but bright yellow, and embroidered with a lifelike five-clawed golden dragon. The red-tasseled helmet he wore was not black, but gold.
He wasn't carrying that strange, large tube; instead, he had a sword and shield.
The shield looked like an ordinary steel shield, but the sword was different.
This is a cyan sword, and its blade exudes a chilling aura, as if a single strike could freeze a person's soul.
A pistol (hand cannon) made entirely of gold and engraved with a golden dragon was also hanging from the waist of the golden mountain-patterned armor.
"Ready, free fire!"
A young man in golden armor stepped forward, ignoring the mob that outnumbered him, and coldly uttered a single sentence.
"Shhhhhh!"
Upon hearing the young man's order, the soldiers, who were already poised to attack, immediately pulled the triggers on their large cannons.
Fire—no, arrows, or rather, rockets, and multiple rockets at that—flew out of the large tube, raining down like pear blossoms upon the mob charging towards them.
"Ahhh!"
"My hand!"
"Help! I'm on fire!"
As the Divine Arrow burst forth from the swarm, the mob, whose eyes were filled with bloodlust, widened their eyes in shock at the sight of the arrow.
Then he was blasted through the body by the flaming Divine Arrow and fell to the ground, motionless.
After the rioters in the first row were wiped out almost instantly without experiencing much suffering, the rioters in the second and third rows were in for a much worse time.
Some were pierced through the body by the divine arrows and fell to the ground, howling in agony. Others were stuck to their bodies by the flames on the divine arrows like maggots, and soon turned into terrifying fire people.
Seeing the horrific state of the mob at the forefront, the bloodlust that had been surging within him, the urge to kill them all and dismember their bodies, was instantly suppressed.
Just as their brilliant intellect was about to take over the brain again, the twenty-odd soldiers with their swarming weapons didn't think that way; they only received orders to fire freely!
"Shhhhhh!"
Without reloading, they pulled the trigger again towards the crowd after the first round of firing.
Like a swarm of bees leaving their hive, the divine arrows once again surged towards the mob who had begun to back down.
"Shhhhh!"
Like harvesting wheat, the mob behind them fell down in unison once again.
Just like the first three rows, but this time the divine arrows were more scattered. Those who were hit either let out a shrill scream or turned into human torches and desperately tried to extinguish the flames on their bodies.
With just two volleys, at least fifty members of the mob were wiped out in a single volley. This caused the mob to start weighing the pros and cons, but some people didn't have time to do that for them!
"Either roll to the left or right and get out of the way, or keep going and fight to the death!"
Soon, members of the Broken Halberd Gang rushed up from behind. Led by the Clown Guard, they, who were already arrogant and domineering, displayed even more ferocious courage.
While shouting impatiently, he shoved the spineless cowards in front of him to the ground to make room for himself.
"Ready, cease fire!"
Seeing the commotion among the mob, the young man in golden armor who was leading the group suddenly raised his right hand and made a gesture, then shouted to stop shooting.
Upon hearing the young man in golden armor's command, the soldiers slung the beehives on their backs and then drew out a finely crafted, chilling Tang sword, holding it horizontally in front of their chests.
"The Broken Halberd Gang? Where's your leader, Jack the Clown?"
After seeing the Broken Halberd Gang members push the mob away, the golden-armored young man asked in a deep voice.
"Damn it! Who are you people? How dare you cause trouble in our Broken Halberd Gang's dilapidated street, not only that, but you also dare to kill and set fires. Do you really think our Broken Halberd Gang is named after a broken halberd?"
Our boss is so busy with important matters, do you really think he's someone like you who could possibly meet him?
Now, I'm giving you two choices: either obediently take off your gear and run into the river to perform a freestyle swim.
"Or we'll beat you half to death and send you to our boss so you can experience what hell is like!"
The halberd-wielding clown at the head of the group was much more talkative than the ruthless, taciturn double-sword clown who went to find Liu Tianyu.
Although he was talkative, it made people wonder if he had forgotten his brain at home, or if he had become a real clown after putting on clown makeup.
Putting aside these uninvited guests, each of them looked like a formidable character just by looking at their weapons and equipment. They had just killed more than fifty people.
The smell of blood and barbecue still lingers in the air.
"Since Jack the Clown is unwilling to negotiate, then, prepare, free fire! Burn the broken street to the ground! Eliminate Jack the Clown from the Big Three, then go find the other two!"
Despite the halberd-wielding clown's foul language, the golden-armored young man remained unmoved, coldly issuing his orders.
"Shhhhhh!"
Upon receiving the order from the young man in golden armor, the soldiers in mountain armor swiftly retracted their Tang swords at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye, then drew their weapons, aimed, and pulled the triggers in one fluid motion!
"Kill them! There are only twenty-odd of them! After killing them all, the spoils will be split equally! And for every one killed, you'll get 100 War God Red Coins!"
Seeing the golden-armored young man start fighting without warning, the halberd-wielding clown panicked and quickly ordered an attack.
Then he grabbed a mob on the ground, who was on the verge of death from being shot by the divine arrows, and used him as a human shield in front of him.
"what!"
The mob, used as human shields, were instantly riddled with bullets and then died a horrible death!
"Pfft!"
"my hand!"
The divine arrow whistled through the corpse and pierced the halberd-wielding clown behind the meat shield.
His iron armor and gauntlets, enhanced by gunpowder and resembling cutting-edge technology, were utterly inadequate in the face of the horde of bees!
After another round of firing, the swarm of bees needed to be loaded with Divine Arrows, but at such close range, the Broken Halberd Gang would naturally not allow them to load the swarm of bees with Divine Arrows.
But they didn't even need to load the divine arrows. Facing this well-equipped rabble, the golden-armored young man coldly said:
"Everyone, cease fire, charge!"
"kill!"
Wearing cloaks and mountain-patterned armor, and helmets with red tassels covering their faces, the soldiers drew their Tang swords. Upon hearing the order to charge, they let out a roar like tigers and a cry like dragons. Although there were only twenty or so of them, they exuded a powerful aura that was equivalent to that of more than two hundred people!
The Broken Halberd Gang members, who had already reached them, were instantly stunned and froze in place upon hearing this beast-like roar.
In their eyes, they were not facing people wearing strange armor, but monsters in human skin, or even demons crawling out of hell!
But in that brief moment of hesitation, death's scythe had already swung down on them!
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It moved, and the speed was absolutely incredible!
Whether they were members of the Broken Halberd Gang or rioters, all they saw was the strange soldier pull out the large sword from his back and then suddenly appear in front of them!
"Pfft!"
quick! allow! ruthless!
These are just three simple words, but when combined, they unleash unimaginable power!
"thump!"
Twenty-seven perfectly healthy heads fell directly onto the gravel road, their faces all bearing a look of confusion, as if wondering what had happened.
"Pfft!"
Thick streams of blood gushed from the severed necks of the twenty-seven headless corpses, like fountains.
The blood stained the soldiers' bodies, giving their white mountain-patterned armor an eerie look, and making them, who wore black iron masks, appear like real demons.
"What happened? Why are so many people suddenly dead?"
"Is that a speed that humans can achieve?"
"Did you guys see their movements clearly?"
Looking at the soldiers in blood-soaked armor, the headless corpses lying on the ground, and the Tang sword that was still shining brightly and unstained by any blood.
Let alone the mob, even the members of the clown guard who disregarded life felt the fear that should have disappeared suddenly take over their minds again.
Their courage to charge forward stemmed not only from their fearless spirit, but also from their belief that the enemy only had a slight advantage due to their advanced weaponry.
The idea that they could rely on their numerical advantage to achieve final victory simply by forcing them into close combat vanished instantly.
They didn't even see how the guys in front of them had suddenly appeared from a distance of fifty meters.
I don't understand how they managed to kill the same number of enemies in such a short time.
The only thing they knew was that the monster in front of them was definitely beyond their ability to deal with!
"Quick, run! Go and inform Lord Jack the Clown! These troublemakers are all high-level professionals!"
A member of the clown guard roared as if waking from a dream.
"A high-level professional?!"
This word was like a bombshell, waking everyone up.
In the Kingdom of Geolar, those who possess extraordinary abilities are called professionals, and the ranks from lowest to highest are: Novice – Beginner – Intermediate – Advanced – Title – Hero.
In the Kingdom of Geolar, the equivalent of a high-level professional is a Silver-rank adventurer, and even among Silver-rank adventurers, they are the most outstanding.
After all, the kingdom's silver-ranked adventurers include both incredibly powerful individuals who can single-handedly slaughter hundreds, and goblin slayers who become silver-ranked solely by farming goblins to earn contribution points, though everyone knows how goblin-slaying goblins works.
In the Kingdom of Geolar, where the worship of the God of War is the primary religion, the classification of professionals is extremely strict. Therefore, the benchmark is naturally that of a seasoned silver-ranked adventurer!
The arrival of a squadron of twenty-seven highly skilled professionals in the free city of Lanarita was tantamount to scorching fish.
Not to mention, the fish they came to fry were from their own Broken Halberd Gang.
Immediately, the members of the Joker Guard shouted.
Upon hearing the clown guard's shout, the mob, whose minds had been preoccupied with greed, instantly regained their senses.
"Run! Run! I don't want to die!"
"Are you kidding? I don't want to lose my life for some rare weapons and equipment!"
"My lord, please don't kill me! I have a seventy-year-old mother and a seven-year-old daughter! I was disrespectful just now, but I was forced into it!"
After the clown guard shouted that, the rabble collapsed instantly.
Some people slipped away without a second thought and then gritted their teeth and jumped directly into the icy river.
Some people's legs went weak, and they knelt on the ground, muttering prayers and begging for forgiveness.
Seeing the ugliness of humanity laid bare in the dilapidated street, the golden-armored young man at the head of the group gave the order:
"Generals of the Great Han Empire, heed my command: Do not pursue a desperate enemy; kill all those still stubbornly resisting in the ruins!"
"Click!"
Upon receiving the order from the golden-armored young man, the strangely dressed soldiers—no, the generals of the Great Han Empire—moved forward once more.
Then, at the speed of a warhorse, it charged towards those who had not knelt down to surrender or jumped into the river to escape.
Seeing the Han Dynasty general vanish into a blur once more, the Broken Halberd Gang members stared wide-eyed. Their instinct to not die made them start wildly swinging their weapons.
Even though they knew it was pointless, they still waved wildly, just to give themselves a little comfort.