The latter nodded: "I'll lead the children into the secret passage."

Pedro clapped his hands: "Everyone, listen up. Follow behind Miss Foreman, one after another. Don't fall behind or cry. You will soon reach a safe place."

Carroll approached Randall: "You're right, the enemy is here again."

Randall returned to the barricade and looked towards the end of the corridor.

A shield wall made of tower shields stopped about 100 meters away from the gate.

"Quite a familiar tactic, isn't it?" Carroll said to Randall.

Randall nodded with a wry smile.

Sure enough, a few moments later, the sound of muskets firing rang out one after another.

Bourville used his axe to protect his head and heart, and hid behind an obstacle.

Randall gave Barbara a questioning look, and she shook her head and said, "They're too far away, I can't hit them."

As Carroll dodged the bullets, he said to Randall, "You should know what's going to happen next."

"The first step is the shield wall advance."

"Then came the suppressive fire."

As predicted, the enemy, relying on the suppressive power of their muskets, slowly advanced the shield wall to within fifty meters of the entrance.

Randall dropped to the ground and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Defend against artillery fire!"

A shotgun was pulled out from the shield wall, and with the burning of the fuse, a cannon fired, sending hundreds of shrapnel shells striking the obstacles at the entrance.

Once the shelling was over, Randall was the first to rush out of his riddled bunker, shouting, "Take advantage of the time while the artillery is reloading, charge into the enemy lines!"

Randall had only charged a dozen meters when he suddenly noticed chaos erupting within the enemy ranks.

The heavy infantry in the front row dropped their tower shields and ran away, the musketeers scattered the oil paper containing the powder all over the ground, and the standard bearer even threw the battle flag on the ground.

"What's going on?" Carol looked at the mess on the ground, completely bewildered.

At that moment, Aldenan poked his head out of the skylight, his face filled with unprecedented panic and fear.

"My God! Five thousand, ten thousand! No, maybe more! They're charging at us!"