Super War God in the City-Chapter 592: The Army Presses Forward
Just as the people of Dragon Gate surged forward under Elder Leisure’s leadership, the Ninja Village erupted into chaos!
"Clan Leader, it’s bad, we’re under attack, under attack!" one person rushed frantically to the outside of the Clan Leader’s room and shouted.
A gaunt old man suddenly charged out of his room, his face an iron blue as he stared at the piercing red streak of light rising in the distant sky!
"Who dares to launch a surprise attack on our Ninja Village? Have they gone mad?" the old man roared furiously.
In the Snow Country itself, a sneak attack on their Ninja Village was utterly absurd; he simply couldn’t imagine who would dare to do such a thing, not even the Martial Alliance with all the gall in the world.
The person who brought the news took a deep breath and said sheepishly, "Not sure!"
"How many people have come to attack us?" the old man asked again, his face still the color of iron.
The messenger wiped the sweat from his forehead; he had rushed in upon seeing the signal for enemy assault, how could he know the details?
"Not... not sure!" the messenger said, trembling.
"Damn it, useless! The enemy is attacking our doorstep and you know nothing; are you all good for nothing? Send someone to scout immediately, everyone get into first-level defense mode!" the old man thundered, nearly exploding with rage.
Hearing this, the messenger immediately shouted at the top of his lungs, agreed, and hurriedly ran out to gather people.
Meanwhile, the alarm bells of the Ninja Village began to ring ’dong dong dong’!
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Instantly, the village entered battle-ready alert status, women and children hurried into underground tunnels to take shelter, while the elite and able-bodied men stood by, ready to rush into battle to defend their home.
"Da da da~"
"Tut tut tut~"
On the front lines, the people of Dragon Gate under Elder Leisure’s command encountered and clashed with ambushing ninjas, no longer holding fire, they started shooting, sending the ninjas into disarray.
Now that they had opened fire directly, they suppressed the enemy with full force, surrounding them in the center, then let loose with wild bombing, simple and crude!
"Damn it, how can there be so many people?" The ninjas fleeing under gunfire were completely dumbfounded, their minds flooded with questions and confusion.
The circumstance was utterly bizarre; this wasn’t a sneak attack, it was an overwhelming military siege!
Throughout the centuries since the Shogunate era, the Ninja Village had seen disputes, but sneak attacks were very rare.
Especially in the last hundred years, such events were almost nonexistent, let alone a massive encirclement like this.
All the ninjas witnessing this scene were confused as if they were in a dream.
At this time, more than a dozen ninjas rushed down from the mountain top, and upon meeting those retreating from the front, immediately grabbed one and demanded, "What’s the situation up ahead? Who is it, how many people?"
A barrage of questions completely dumbfounded the bewildered ninjas who had run back, "Not sure, so many people, so many!"
"Damn it, how many is ’so many’?" the leader spat out in anger.
"Seems like a Mercenary Army, all armed with firearms, looks like there are hundreds, maybe thousands, so dense, can’t see clearly!" the panicked ninja who had run back said.
"What? Mercenary Army? Thousands of them?" The leader was stunned; was this a sneak attack?
Damn it, this was an outright challenge and siege!
"All of you hold the line at the front; I’m going to report to the Clan Leader immediately!" the leader shouted before turning around and rushing back up the mountain.
This left a group of ninjas armed with melee weapons looking at each other in disarray.
Going head-to-head with a bunch of mercenaries armed to the teeth? That seemed far too unfair!
Out of their devotion to the spirit of Bushido, these ninjas had always refused to use firearms and such.
They believed that over-reliance on firearms would cause ninjas to lose much of their potential!
Another reason was that they lived in the Snow Country; they could never have dreamed that one day, thousands of mercenaries wielding advanced firearms would show up at their doorstep!
Dragon Gate Team.
"Boom~"
"Ah~"
Immediately, a member of Dragon Gate stepped into a trap, and the chaos of blades hidden within pierced right through him.
"Save him!" Nick, not far away, rushed over in a panic.
The Elf also hurriedly came over, glanced at the Dragon Gate member in the trap, and slightly shook his head.
"Kill me, and give the money to my family!" the man camouflaged in the trap said sternly.
Nick’s eyes turned a bit red; they hadn’t even faced the ninjas head-on yet, and along the way, traps had already caused the loss of over a dozen people!
"He’s beyond saving; better a swift end to his pain than prolonged suffering," the Elf sighed.
Nick took a deep breath, "Rest assured, I’ll take care of your family."
The man in the trap then managed a faint smile, Nick, pained, drew his pistol, and with his eyes closed, ended his comrade’s life!
"Everyone, be on guard, the further forward we go, the more traps and mechanisms there are. Split all groups into four smaller groups, five people each, fill in any gaps!" the Elf instructed once more.
Everyone realized that being densely grouped was disadvantageous to them, so they swiftly reorganized and spread out once more.
"Continue!"
Nick quickly pulled himself together and ordered the team to move on. In their line of work, life and death were a given; the moment they set foot on this land, they were prepared for the worst!
Everyone moved in silence, in groups of five, covering all angles—front, back, left, right, and above—full-scale intensive alert.
This time, during their advance, casualties were significantly reduced.
At this moment, atop the mountain, the leader who had returned immediately came before the Clan Leader, his face a shocking pallor.
"What’s the situation, have you figured it out?" the old man glared, raising his voice.
"It’s clear, a large army is bearing down on us, thousands of mercenaries are attacking us. Clan Leader, we need a plan!" the messenger’s face was ghostly white.
On hearing this, the Clan Leader’s Three Corpse Gods jumped in fury, "Nonsense, thousands of mercenaries? Are you ****ing joking with me?"
PS: The fifth watch of the night is offered up; I’ve been updating in a rush lately without time to check for typos before uploading. Please forgive any mistakes.
In the next few days, I plan to write all five chapters in the evening, check them all at once, and then upload them together, in an effort to reduce the impact of typos on your reading experience!
