From Sword to Slaughter: Evolution

Chapter 880: Fight for freedom

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"Sir, I am a first-class high-level shadow assassin!"

A faint smile appeared on Lina's face.

Divine light shone from her well-proportioned and agile body, and her entire body flickered like a faint shadow.

Ye Fan looked at it with a look of amazement.

Mond laughed loudly: "The king of the cat tribe in the dark night, the shadow assassin!"

“Good, very good!”

Mond strode forward, held the two women in his arms, and laughed.

Then, he thought for a moment and said, "Erin, just stand next to Norman and focus on releasing the buff spells!"

"The caster should stand at the back, it will be safer!"

Hearing Mond's words, Irene felt a little sweet in her heart and nodded slightly with a blushing face.

Mond then said to the expectant Catwoman: "Lina, just hide in my shadow and follow me!"

"Follow me and charge into the battle line. If there's a chance, kill the surrounding enemies with one strike!"

Catwoman also nodded happily with a bright smile on her face.

In her heart, she was very happy and willing to be able to charge forward with Mond.

The two women followed Mond out of the house.

In the camp, preparations were already in full swing.

The savage warriors, the werewolf warriors, and the barbarian warriors were all running around, looking very busy.

But there is order in the chaos.

They were quickly moving boxes of defense supplies.

Boxes of equipment such as arrows, oil barrels, torches, longbows, etc. were all placed at the feet of the warriors.

All warriors, see Mond come out.

They quickly lined up, their eyes fixed on this powerful man.

Mond placed his hand on the Soul-Slaying Sword and scanned the 1,100 energetic slave warriors with his sharp eyes.

His voice, which contained divine power, was loud and inspiring: "Fellow warriors!"

"A powerful enemy is just outside the door!"

"Although you have signed a slavery contract with me, I tell each of you very clearly!"

"I, Mond, was also a slave a long time ago. I have experienced the most painful punishment and suffered unfair treatment!"

"But no matter what time or situation I am in, I, Mond, will never give up!"

"Keep honing yourself and keep strengthening yourself!"

"Because I know that I am always fighting for myself!"

"Today, the enemies outside want to kill all of us, or reduce us to slavery, and deprive you of your freedom and power once again!"

"Brothers, warriors, let us fight for freedom today!!!"

“Fight for yourself!!!”

"kill!!!"

As Mond's last voice fell, the murderous aura in his body was immediately released, so strong that it soared straight into the sky.

All the warriors were looking at Mond, their eyes filled with excitement and passion.

One thousand and one hundred soldiers raised their weapons at the same time and roared in response: "Fight for freedom, fight for yourself, kill!!!"

All the soldiers were in high spirits and looked very strong.

The army's morale is available.

Mond nodded with satisfaction and immediately began to make arrangements.

All one hundred barbarians stood on the wall, with their large shields raised.

Each of the barbarians, who are more than three meters tall and strong, once they put up their large shields, it is equivalent to adding a three-meter shield wall to the six-meter-high wall.

Moreover, behind this three-meter-high shield wall, an extremely sharp axe can be extended at any time.

Six hundred and fifty barbarian warriors were all equipped with bows and sabers.

No matter whether you can shoot arrows or not, as long as you can draw the bow when the time comes, it will be fine.

In addition, one hundred and fifty Savage Demon Horse Cavalrymen and two hundred Wolf Cavalrymen were recuperating in the open space, preparing to serve as reserve troops or the final pursuit force.

After everything was arranged, Mond and Norman stood on top of the door wall.

The barbarians were in place, and so were the savage warriors.

For a moment, the wall, which had been widened and thickened, seemed a little crowded.

Mond and Norman looked up and saw billowing smoke and dust spreading out at the end of their sight, rushing towards them rapidly.

It was Mervyn who led a thousand elite members of the Blood Knife Merchant Corps, and rushed over after resting.

Mervyn rode on a giant earth lizard and led his army to a place one kilometer outside the camp.

He sat upright on the earth lizard, looking at the camp before him, which looked more like a military fortress than a slave camp. His brows immediately furrowed.

One of his jackal warriors immediately came forward to report: "Sir, the criminals who killed the Blood Sabre Merchant Corps branch are ahead!"

Snap—

Mervyn, who was a little bit angry, slapped his former capable subordinate in the face, leaving him completely stunned.

However, this jackal's confidant did not dare to disobey or question in the slightest, and immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

Mervyn said coldly: "Damn it, do you think I'm blind?"

"Who can't see such a large camp that looks like a military fortress?!"

"Damn it, which bastard reported the information and explored the way?"

"Is this the small group of violent criminals mentioned in the intelligence?"

"This is what we call a gangster!"

"The satellite cities around the Dusk Fortress in the south might not even be that strong!"

The Dusk Fortress is the only way for the Blood-soaked Land to enter the Southern City of Order.

After hearing what their master said, all the warriors of the Blood Knife Merchant Corps focused their attention and looked at the heavily guarded camp two kilometers ahead.

Although he felt disdainful in his heart that such a small camp could be compared to the Dusk Fortress by Mervyn, he did not dare to say it out loud.

Everyone was silent, waiting for Mervyn's reprimand and orders.

Mervyn cursed a few times, finally venting out the frustration and anger in his heart.

When he saw the heavily guarded camp with high walls in front of him, where he didn't even know how many troops were inside, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart.

However, Mervin, who had extensive experience in leading troops, knew that a few words of scolding would be enough.

If they continue to curse, it will damage morale.

In the face of a great war, it is definitely not worth the loss.

Mervyn looked at the camp in front of him and quickly began to think.

His eyes scanned the camp several times.

When Mervyn saw the wide moat, or should it be called a ditch, and the huge suspension bridge, his heart immediately trembled.

He knew that there were definitely experienced and capable people inside.

It is definitely not just a small group of bandits as the intelligence said.

Mervyn did not dare to be negligent, and he certainly did not want to withdraw in such a disgraceful manner.

If I really go back to Star Sea Oasis like this, those faction rivals will definitely spare no effort to trip me up.