Shield Equipnt.
Guardian Magic Spell.
Fighting while retreating.
After a short while, the team had reached the city gates.
At that ti, martial law was directly imposed.
The soldiers at the gate, having received the ssage, were ready with various weapons.
Placed in front of the city gate were gate-protecting weapons bristling with spikes, causing the professionals to halt.
Besides the soldiers at the gate, on the city walls and the arrow towers, all the large bows were loaded with rows of arrows, aid at them.
Once, these were the guardians of the territory they took pride in.
But at this mont, they were aid at the forr protectors.
The thoughts of many professionals at the scene were incredibly complex.
"Barnes Village is already a sinking ship, do you really want to go down with it?"
"Don’t resist anymore, leave with us."
"Switch to a different territory, your days will only get better than now."
"We have more people than you, if you really fight to the death, do you think you will suffer no casualties?"
"..."
The beguiling words continued to co from the mouth of a leading rcenary team captain.
The soldiers defending the city felt a bit dizzy hearing them.
It seed to make a bit of sense.
"Move the weapons! Co with us!"
Suddenly, the other party’s voice intensified, and the only words left in the minds of the dazed were ’Move’ and ’Go’.
Unexpectedly, the soldiers guarding the gate did as instructed.
The mont they moved aside, a group of people rushed out, and the soldiers followed suit.
However, after running a short distance, they suddenly sobered up.
What had just happened to them?
It was over!
The next mont, these soldiers clenched their teeth and could only continue running.
Among the crowd, Milovan and Rete naturally noticed this scene.
Both of them looked surprised.
They recognized the person who had spoken; it was Ludo from the Divine Bird rcenary Team.
This rcenary team had so abilities in beast taming, especially with flying magical beasts, hence the na Divine Bird.
But they really did not know the opposition possessed the Gift of Voice Magic.
The Gift of Voice Magic on the Stan Continent was considered a wondrous talent, many even deed it a legend, yet there they encountered it today.
The opponent had hidden it too well.
Thinking back, the entire conversation was led by this person, and they thought his words were powerful, precise, and ruthless!
Now it seed, it wasn’t just brilliant rhetoric; his Gift of Voice Magic could also be unconsciously influencing everyone else around.
Thus, things progressed even better than they had anticipated.
Was it spontaneous, or was soone else behind it?
Milovan and Rete, thinking of their identities, leaned more towards the latter.
As they were lost in thought, by the ti they ca to, they had already charged out of the gates of Barnes Village.
And around them, thousands of professionals and hundreds of residents gathered.
"Fire!"
Just when Milovan and Rete thought they had escaped to safety, suddenly, a familiar word ca from behind.
Looking back, they noticed Viscount Robin had reached the city gate at so point.
Watching them flee, his face twisted fiercely as he shouted the word.
Clearly, he had noticed the anomaly in this group and his intent to kill was unabated.
"Go," Ludo urged anxiously.
The group continued their advance.
Those at the forefront, even though they were caught in a rain of arrows, were minimally hurt thanks to their equipnt and magic spells.
But the residents following suffered greatly.
So, unable to react in ti, were pierced by the arrows and fell dead.
Even many who just went with the flow were frightened by this scene.
But those who survived clearly understood one thing.
Fear was useless.
They had only one choice now.
To leave.
After all, they had co this far.
Many residents imdiately exerted their strength, defending themselves with their scant equipnt and interspersed within the professionals’ group to use their more advanced equipnt and readily cast magic spells for protection.
The professionals had no objections to their joining; it was just a helping hand.
With everyone’s cooperation, the group quickly escaped the territorial boundaries of Barnes Village.
Watching another two thousand people leave, Viscount Robin standing on the city walls suddenly slumped.
He couldn’t help but look at his hands, bewildered.
Why had things turned out this way?
Foster, who had arrived, already knew the sequence of events.
He guessed that the sudden emotional outburst of their Lord might not have been an accident, but a plotted sche.
Hope Village was truly frightening.
In such a short ti, with endless strategies, they had thoroughly destroyed their territory.
At that mont at the city gate, the scene was a ss, the ground littered with various broken arrows, evidence of the conflict that had taken place.
Soldiers on the city gate were scattered few and far between.
Inside, professionals and residents who hadn’t managed to escape were desolate and orphaned.
Hudson, beaming with pride, arrived back with Qinghe Village’s professionals and was t with this scene.
What had happened to their territory?
He clearly rembered that the Territory War hadn’t yet arrived!
Could he be mistaken?
Anxiously surveying the situation, Hudson quickly saw Viscount Robin and imdiately ran towards the city wall.
Upon reaching, he looked at Viscount Robin and then at Foster beside him, and spoke.
"Lord, I am back."
"What has happened to our territory?"
Foster, watching the belated Foster, twitched his mouth and simply said: "They ran."
"What?"
"The residents of the territory all ran."
Now, all across the territory, there were less than two thousand people left, not even comparable to a Level 2 village.
Hudson was completely dumbfounded.
He had only been away for two days, and the territory had completely changed???
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