Chapter 30 Collapse
"This is, are you kidding me? How is this possible?"
Lucius opened his eyes wide, trembling all over, and looked at the black tide slowly approaching in the distance in disbelief.
The sky was not completely dark yet, and with his keen perception he could vaguely see more clearly that the so-called black tide was most likely the regular army of the Rhea people.
Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
Did he know how big the entire East Coast was? Why did this army come here? And wouldn’t they rob other refugee groups or plunder Nasir at all?
And there is more than one way for Nasir to get to Fein City, damn it! The appearance of that group of people is just like an ant in Nasir finding another ant accurately!
"Is it just bad luck, or fate?"
Lucius just felt extremely bitter in his heart, vaguely feeling that there was some "inevitable" factor in this gamble that led to the failure.
They "cheated" to be able to find the fleeing group accurately and quickly.
Lucius suddenly turned his head and looked towards the dark jungle not far away, and shouted:
"Everyone in the Fisher family, abandon everything except your personal belongings and flee into the jungle!"
Since some problems with rifled guns have not yet been resolved, the armies on the Oden continent are currently generally equipped with smoothbore flintlock rifles, which have an effective range of about one hundred meters and require at least ten seconds to reload bullets, so the most important first round of collective shooting on the battlefield will not be easily fired.
The Nasir refugees had not yet entered the range of the Rayan army's bullets.
But there are supernatural powers in the world of Krad. In addition to holding flintlock rifles, the infantry in the army also retains other tactics based on racial characteristics.
As the order sounded, the Rhea-specific Orc troops temporarily put down their flintlock rifles and collectively threw a small number of short spears at a very long distance with exaggerated strength that ordinary humans could not achieve.
They soared into the dim sky, flew hundreds of meters and landed scattered among the fleeing team. What followed were constant screams and wails.
"Ahhhh! Run!"
"The Rhea people are coming!"
"Help!"
Even the regular army would collapse and scatter, but the refugee team was like an ant nest that was thrown with firecrackers the moment they were attacked. Everyone went crazy!
Everyone ran towards the jungle to the west. Many old and weak people and even adults were pushed down by others and died in the pushing and trampling.
The sparse spear throws stopped abruptly.
Under the gloomy sky, a group of people separated from the dark tide of the Rhea army and quickly approached. They were a group of well-trained cuirassiers, riding their horses and charging towards the refugees at a rapid speed.
Lucius led the Fisher family and rushed into the jungle without hesitation. If they encountered a regular cavalry unit in the wild, there would be no chance of survival, so they had to immediately get into the jungle.
Irene held her silly brother Chris in her arms, while Byrne kindly pulled old lady Nada to run with them. Old lady Nada wailed a few times trying to find her sons, but in the end she wisely did not go against the crowd to look for them.
Several unfamiliar people blocked the way and begged and pestered, hoping to get the protection of the Fisher family, who had a very high reputation in Nasir and was well-known by everyone.
"Get out of here!"
Lucius roared loudly, raised his sword without hesitation and chopped down anyone he saw, tearing off the mask of "Hero of Nasir" to reveal a hideous and crazy face.
He knew that he had to do this. If he wanted to protect more people, he would have to protect dozens or hundreds of people. After killing and scaring off the astonished people, Lucius immediately led his family members to the edge of the jungle.
The Dark Jungle covers a large area, which is more than enough for them to maneuver around, and it will take a long time for the Rheans to kill most of the refugees and then plunder.
This is the truth, but for some reason Lucius always has a strong sense of fear deep in his heart.
It’s coming!
All members of the Fisher family felt the hint from the great Lord of the Lost!
A more terrifying situation is about to come!
Suddenly, a ball of blue rain rose silently into the sky from the black tide, reaching a height of dozens of meters and blooming into cold blue flowers, and then fell onto all the Rheans like brilliant fireworks.
The magic light was extremely beautiful, but Lucius and others just felt creepy, and then entered the jungle without hesitation.
It was a ritual spell performed by many people together. The overall movement speed of the Rheans was increased. Those cavalrymen who became even faster were like the wind of death. They quickly crossed the frozen river in the first place!
The fastest black-armored rider has stood out from the many pursuing cavalrymen!
The pitch-black warhorse under him was galloping like lightning, as if it had the terrifying bloodline of some mysterious creature. The friction between its four hooves produced bursts of lightning and sparks, which were extremely obvious in the dim sky!
"He could be the commander of the Rhea!"
An extraordinary knight from the Nasir Knight Family roared, mounted his warhorse, and rushed forward to intercept the black-armored rider who had broken away from the main force. If he could kill him, it would definitely deal a heavy blow to the enemy's morale.
The moment the two men came towards each other, they engaged in close combat. The people were in a daze and could not see the specific situation clearly. Nasir's knight fell off his running horse with his body tilted.
The black-armored riders quickly rode their pitch-black warhorses to the end of the fleeing team. Anyone who was hit was instantly thrown away. Soon the cavalry team followed closely behind, waving their sabers high and continuing to kill.
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The night has fallen completely dark, and in a few hours it will be light again.
It was pitch black all around and everyone in the Fisher family was exhausted. Fortunately, the sound of fighting had stopped behind them.
Lucius sighed and said, "Stop for a moment. Let's count the number of people for the third time. Byrne will start with you."
The team of more than a hundred people that surrounded the Fisher family before now has only more than seventy people left, and more than thirty people are scattered. Fortunately, all the main members are still there, even old Raymond.
He was carried all the way by his son Xiu. The tall Xiu was so tired that he lay on the ground, his face flushed and his whole body trembling, unable to utter a word.
Even with physical strength far beyond the limits of ordinary people, the fully armed Lucius still felt tired and knew that the team had to rest.
After a day's hike in the snow and ice and a long escape in the jungle, many people were exhausted. Old woman Nada even fainted. Fortunately, she survived thanks to Irene's healing power.
Lucius ordered everyone to drink water and eat, and to get up and move on after thirty minutes.
The team resting in the dark night did not dare to turn on the lights. People communicated in low voices, and from time to time they could hear muffled cries.
Byrne came to Lucius and Irene, sipped the water, and said nervously:
"I looked at the scribbled map of this jungle yesterday. It's very large. We probably won't be able to get out of it completely until sunrise."
"Our current trail route is heading southeast, which is counter-intuitive and safe."
Irene closed her eyes and prayed devoutly. After opening her eyes, she thought for a moment and finally said seriously:
"The great Lord of the Lost can bring misfortune to his enemies, but He has not yet fully recovered. His power cannot be used lightly. Only a very small number of people can be punished by God."
"As long as we sacrifice our lifespans, we can ask the great Lord of the Lost to help us."
"I see."
Lucius nodded after listening, frowning and falling into deep thought.
He also knew in his heart that it was impossible to ask the Lost Lord, who had not yet revived, to kill all the enemies.
Because all the gods in the world are like this, they cannot easily interfere with the world, and in order to drive the mysterious beings, a lot of prior preparation and sacrifice are required.
However, his great power ensures the killing of at least one or two enemies, and perhaps even more, if the target is chosen correctly.
But that is the worst case scenario. The best scenario is that everyone will not encounter the Rhea army again and escape safely.
Theoretically, it would be almost impossible for the Rheans to find them again.
However, for some reason, the intense fear and uneasiness in Lucius' heart could not be shaken off.
He suddenly trembled and widened his eyes, and let out a low roar.
"No, no! That's not right at all! Those Rhea people were 'cheating' in the gambling game!"
(End of this chapter)
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