Chapter 79: 79 Encountering the Enemy

Chapter 79: Contact with the Enemy

The bamboo leaves rustled as the team swiftly traversed through the bamboo forest.

If it were the season for digging winter bamboo shoots, they might have encountered a few people, but now they passed through without any hindrance.

It could be said that the Green Bamboo Tribe had invested no manpower or resources in preventing invasion by outsiders. Whether they were confident in their own strength or felt secure about the Mountain Forest Town was unclear.

Soon, faint voices drifted into everyone's ears.

Through the gaps in the forest, they easily saw a relatively open area below the bamboo mountain, where dozens of wooden huts stood unevenly.

Ronin also spotted many farmers carrying agricultural tools returning home. They appeared even more frail and weary than the farmers of Mountain Forest Town.

Elron softly reminded him, "Sir, there are people on the watchtower over there."

Ronin looked in that direction. On a relatively high slope stood a three-story watchtower, and indeed, silhouettes could be seen moving atop it.

The question arose: what purpose did building a watchtower within the stronghold serve?

Ronin felt puzzled. He had already come this far without being detected by them. What was the point of constructing the watchtower?

"Take my fireball spell as the signal. After bombing the watchtower, everyone must act immediately."

Crossing the bamboo forest, they arrived at the open area. Ronin focused his mental energy and magic power onto his palm, drawing the magical pattern for the fireball spell.

Buzz—

When the magical pattern was successfully drawn, fire elements from the world surged, gradually forming a half-meter diameter fireball above his palm.

"What is that?"

At the same moment, the sentry on the Green Bamboo Tribe’s watchtower finally noticed this scene (mainly because it was almost dark, and the sudden appearance of flames was extremely attention-grabbing).

The sentry’s eyes widened. He clearly saw a large crowd standing behind the fireball.

"The Black... Black Collar Tribe is attacking!!"

The sentry instinctively reacted, but before he could shout his thoughts aloud to alert others, he saw the fireball rushing toward his watchtower at incredible speed. He could even feel the scorching heat waves from the fireball.

Bang!

The half-meter diameter fireball smashed terrifyingly onto the watchtower, shattering the wooden pillars below. The platform above lost its support and plummeted from mid-air.

The sentry also fell from the sky, his fate unknown.

"Charge!"

Redar drew his sword, shouted loudly, and dashed forward like an arrow released from its bow, followed closely by Makken and a line of soldiers.

Tom and David led the remaining people, splitting into two teams to flank from the left and right sides.

"Invaders..."

An unidentified person blocked Redar’s path. This person’s attire seemed slightly better than others in the Green Bamboo Tribe, unknown as to their status.

"Get away!"

Redar barely glanced at the opponent. Just as they passed each other, he unleashed a burst of aura, sending the person flying like a kite with severed strings.

"Everyone listen!"

Redar leaped onto the roof of a house. "You are now surrounded by Baron’s army. Those who wish to live must kneel and surrender immediately, otherwise they will be killed without mercy!"

Following his roar, Makken and other guards responded in unison, "Kneel and surrender! Kneel and surrender!"

Uniform phrasing, consistent speed, and aura-enhanced shouts echoed almost throughout the entire Green Bamboo Tribe.

The wild men who initially thought the Black Collar Tribe had attacked the stronghold realized these were not people from the Black Collar Tribe but rather the legendary noble army from outside the forestlands!

For many years, they had forgotten the noble’s eradication campaigns against them. Some even believed the nobles would never come.

Until now, the terrifying memories surged back into their minds. They were once chased into the forestlands by noble alliances, fleeing in disarray.

Back then, they had no base and could flee arbitrarily, leaving the noble alliances chasing aimlessly. But now things were different; they had their own stronghold, a headquarters, and were all gathered here.

"I surrender!"

Someone knelt fearfully on the ground. Already intimidated by the enemy’s momentum, they felt like a solitary boat facing hundred-meter-high waves, with no will to resist.

"I surrender!"

"I surrender!"

Suddenly, a large group of wild men kneeling on the path.

Seeing this, Ronin felt pleased. "This battle is easier than I imagined."

Elron, who also hadn’t charged, smiled beside him. "Your arrival brings them dawn, giving them a chance to shed their wild identities. They should thank you, not resist."

"They probably don’t realize this."

Ronin laughed. "They’re just frightened by the soldiers’ strength."

While they spoke, a flame slash formed by fire aura tore through the void, crashing toward Redar on the rooftop.

The commander swung his sword, directly shredding the flame slash. But the exploding aura transformed into shockwaves, collapsing the straw roof.

Redar landed on the ground. He saw a woman holding a child curled up trembling in a corner inside the house.

"Stay there, lady, I won’t harm you."

He withdrew his gaze, staring directly at the group rushing toward him. Clearly, these were the supernatural beings of the Green Bamboo Tribe.

"Who are you, attacking our Green Bamboo Tribe?"

Some of those kneeling surrendered immediately showed hope upon seeing the newcomers. "It’s Master Willie, Master Willie!"

"With Master Willie here, we won’t lose!"

"Invaders deserve death!"

"Nobles deserve death!"

Although some stood up prepared to resist, more remained bewildered kneeling on the ground, daring not to move recklessly.

Meanwhile, David and Tom’s teams had nearly encircled this stronghold area. Any resistance would merely be a trapped beast’s struggle.

"Standing before you is the noble Black Mountain bloodline, master of Mountain Forest Town, Baron Ronin!"

Redar pointed toward Ronin approaching and addressed the knight opposite.

"Baron of Mountain Forest Town?"

Knight Willie frowned coldly and questioned, "Isn’t the master of Mountain Forest Town Princest? When did Baron Ronin appear?"

Yet looking at this silver-haired man before him, he somewhat believed Redar’s words. The leader of the alliance that chased them years ago had such silver hair, leaving a deep shadow in his young mind.

"Being trapped long in such forestlands has closed your senses, Knight Willie."

Ronin stepped forward. "The North Black Forestlands have bound half your life. Do you still want to bear the title 'remnants' and remain trapped here for the rest of your days?"

Willie tightened grip on his sword, expression flickering uncertainly. Indeed he didn’t wish to be trapped here, but obtaining a legal identity to leave was extremely difficult.

"What do you intend?"

"Submit to me!"

Ronin smiled. "I can grant you a legal identity and lead you out of this forest."

(The chapter ends.)