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, no matter how hard you work.

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 you resisted, you 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.

Not right.

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 pre-predicted rescue, it is not necessary to arrange elites to guard important prisoners, right?
  "Luther, I feel something is wrong with the silence around us. We must concentrate our efforts to rescue the tribe members quickly 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 worst thing 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 taken away.

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

It is better for the cowards to be destroyed.

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

Munina lowered her head in shock, only to see the swaying feather tail of the arrow.

The pain tore through her body and soul, and her vision went dark as she fell into a dark abyss.

She was speechless, but her soul was screaming, why sister? !
  She knew exactly how much risk the Clan would take to rescue them.

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

The reason why she was silenced after the rescue failed was because she was afraid that she would cause harm to the tribe if she took refuge with humans.

The dangers of traitors are terrible.

She understands, totally understands.

But she couldn't accept Muniya taking action herself, why her sister!

No matter it was Luther beside her or anyone else, she would be relieved by this arrow, except it could not be her sister Munia.

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

She fell heavily, like a dead fish.

The red line is gradually approaching.

The speed is not fast, but it is like the invitation of death brought by the bloody sickle, which is suffocating.

The Sussex Army is not the best in the world, but it has never failed to defeat anyone on the frontal battlefield.

Some people always think that the Sussex people will lose their combat effectiveness without muskets, and then they will be beaten by infantry with bayonets until they can no longer take care of themselves.

One male siren is larger than one human soldier, but the combat effectiveness of five hundred male sirens is far less than that of five hundred well-trained human soldiers. The number of troops participating in the battle tonight is five integrated infantry battalions, plus a total of 2376 attached auxiliary troops.

The number of troops, weapons and equipment, organization and combat effectiveness are all superior, and the Kraken has no chance of winning.

Roland's fighting style is like this, he can fight five against one but never four against one.

If it weren't for the large number of people who could easily expose him, he would have wished to mobilize thousands more people to ambush him.

There are more than two thousand people, and it seems that Wuyang is a large area.

Roland, who was very aware of his commanding abilities, did not take over the command power because of greed, but instead delegated power to Brigadier General Dai Long, the commander of the 37th Brigade.

Dailon was unknown in Sussex military circles, but Roland believed he could do the job.

Even a qualified commander is enough to handle tonight's battle.

To be precise, this was not a battle at all, but a unilateral massacre.

Someone might be willing to force a 50-50 split even if they can win a crushing game, but it's definitely not Roland.

In addition to the more than 2,000 infantrymen on display, he also had a back-up force.

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

It is less than one kilometer away from the canal. As long as you rush into the canal, you can still walk on a rainy night.

The loss is certainly not low, but it is better than being dealt a blow.

This is land, the core area of ​​human rule. When dawn or the rain stops, the Kraken's only advantage will of course be gone.

"The rear troops of the entire army will become the front troops, maintain their formation, and retreat in an orderly manner!"

Right order, wrong army.

The idea of ​​​​changing the rear team into the front team and retreating in an orderly manner is completely correct, but among the major countries of mankind, only the best of the best can do this.

Without strict training and a tenacious will to fight, it would be impossible to maintain formation in a rout, let alone change formations and retreat.

The retreat in Munia's imagination: all the sirens had firm eyes, facing the rain of arrows from the sky, not afraid of sacrifice and using their bodies to open up a path to survival for their companions.

Retreat in reality: trampling and pushing each other, fleeing, and even waving a giant halberd at their companions in order to enter the canal as quickly as possible.

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

"Go away, I am a five-scale warrior. How many scales do you have, and you dare to block my way?"

"Fifth Scale is amazing, isn't it? Why don't you run away with us!"

The huge gap between reality and ideals, the cowardly reaction of the good-for-nothing sister, and the guilt of failed action planning brought Muniya, who had been pampered since childhood and had never suffered any setbacks, to the verge of mental collapse.

The lightning and violent thunder that constantly light up the sky are like a dangerous sound that urges death, causing the Kraken rescue team to collapse quickly.

Before they had a direct battle with humans, their military morale had already collapsed.

They are the elite of the Kraken, but their organization and discipline are not as good as the second-line troops of major human countries.

Munia was dumbfounded and couldn't think of what order to give to cheer up the soldiers.

On the contrary, Luther, who had always been foolhardy, saw the situation clearly.

"Muniya, don't be in a daze and sing!"

Luther's thunderous roar made Munia wake up from her confusion.

Yes, she still has a unique trick. As long as she sings the Siren's Song, although she can't make these human soldiers jump into the sea, she can at least suspend the offensive and cover the tribe's retreat.

It was only later that she learned that the damn human being 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 their bodyguards.

They were surely enjoying a wonderful night at the castle at the moment and wouldn't be out here in the freezing rain.

As long as they weren't around, she was invincible.

Munia started singing.

Her singing voice is full of unwillingness and anger, loud and melodious.

The last time she sang was the first movement of Deep Sea, Charm.

Most female sirens can, but she does it best.

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

The effect of Chaos Song is to throw enemy soldiers into chaos.

The effect is very good.

Although the Song of Charm is good, the human army is already prepared.

Before tonight's operation, the soldiers participating in the war drank a lot.

In a semi-drunk state, the charm effect is greatly reduced.

In addition, Roland and Sif sang together, and the song of charm was self-defeating.

Munia's Song of Chaos surprised Roland.

But he didn't care.

Isn't it just a song of chaos? Just match it with an uplifting song.

Standing next to Roland, Sif stood gracefully in the amplification magic circle and began to sing duet.

Sif's singing voice is soft, melodious, and graceful.

With her encouragement, some soldiers gradually regained their consciousness.

It's a pity that her singing voice is too lyrical and gentle. It's okay against the first movement, but it's a bit weak against the second movement.

Thirty percent of the soldiers recovered 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.

There is no neat military formation and they fight independently. They are no match for the Kraken.

Despite this, these soldiers continued the pursuit very bravely.

Even if it just delays the enemy's actions.

Seeing a soldier fall while being wielded by the Siren Warrior's giant halberd, Sif became anxious and turned her attention to Roland.

Think of something, Roland.

However, Roland couldn't speak this time.

His singing will only cause greater chaos, making no distinction between friend and foe.

Fortunately, he had an emergency plan.

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

He rubbed his fingers together to make a whistle, giving a signal.

The sound of horse hooves was heard across the canal, and the knights were dispatched.

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

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

With the help of Chaos Music, the Kraken rescue team regained its morale. Although the formation was still scattered, the action did not slow down too much.

The knights galloped to the other side of the canal, took out the dark alchemy pots from the backpacks on the saddles, and threw them into the water.

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

Munia and Luther's expressions changed greatly.

Although I don’t know what dirty things humans threw into the canal, there is no way to go down the river.

Their minds went blank and their eyes were filled with despair.

This place is more than 100 kilometers away from the sea and the canal cannot be used. What should they do?
  The effect of the chaotic movement gradually weakened, and the human soldiers continued to regain their senses, regrouped, surrounded the Kraken, and gradually approached.

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

The frightened sea monster jumped into the canal and then let out a shrill scream.

Lightning pierced the sky, and the sea monster who had just entered the river covered his eyes and rolled in the river, unable to even climb up the river bank by himself.

Munia looked up at the sky, suddenly pulled out the dagger she carried and wiped it towards 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.

I want to die, have you ever asked me for my opinion?

Roland raised his right hand and signaled a general attack.

Thick bolts of lightning pierced the sky, and thunder roared, as if beating drums for this killing feast.

(End of this chapter)