Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1735 - 1728: Strike Again

Chapter 1735: Chapter 1728: Strike Again

"The Wen Family’s influence is impressive; you know quite a lot." Cheng Ziang couldn’t help but praise.

"That’s too much credit," Hun Jiansi shrugged and said, "but I’m with the Emperor’s Sect, I have nothing to do with the Wen Family."

Actually, Hun Jiansi’s words showed one thing, and that is, until now, everything the Advance Team has done was decided by themselves. They haven’t been urged or obstructed by anyone.

The Advance Team wanted to head north, so the Emperor’s Sect sent people to help. Instead of the Emperor’s Sect wanting the Advance Team to head north and sending people to coerce them. There’s a fundamental difference between the two.

It should be said, the role played by the Emperor’s Sect is more of an auxiliary effect. Just like in Qi State, when the Advance Team wanted to leave, even if the Anxiang family surrounded with their entire army, they couldn’t stop them. And the Emperor’s Sect only operated on this basis, successfully threatening Anxiang Zheng.

In other words, as long as the Advance Team doesn’t want to leave, even if the Emperor’s Sect threatens Anxiang Zheng, they can’t make the Advance Team continue north.

So it’s not the Emperor’s Sect forcing the Advance Team north, but rather the Emperor’s Sect assisting the Advance Team north. The Emperor’s Sect has always been an auxiliary role, and the Advance Team has always been in the leading position.

"Attacks might still happen, remember to report anytime, so we can respond." Cheng Ziang said.

"I know, but you also be careful," Hun Jiansi pointed to the two people downstairs swapping drinks and said, "Drinking can cause mistakes."

Upon hearing her words, Cheng Ziang coughed awkwardly, then leaned out and shouted downstairs, "Black Tortoise, damn it, drink less, the enemy might attack again, if you get drunk, we would lose our machine gunner!"

"A little drink cheers me up, don’t worry, I have a great tolerance." Hu Daoke raised his cup and said.

"I never believe your drinking capacity, the only thing you can drink now is that cup in your hand, did you hear?" Cheng Ziang said bluntly.

"Why do you demand so much?" Hu Daoke complained.

"If you won’t listen, fine, should I let the Saint have a chat with you?" Cheng Ziang didn’t hesitate to bring out Luo’er.

"Tch, a cup’s a cup..." Upon hearing Luo’er’s name, Hu Daoke instantly backed down, muttering under his breath.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, then looked up in surprise and asked, "Old Cheng, who’s the person beside you, why have I never seen them before?"

"Is there someone beside me," Cheng Ziang glanced back at Hun Jiansi in confusion and said, "Are you drunk, there’s no one beside me."

"No, isn’t that a person," Hu Daoke’s eyes widened, breaking out in a cold sweat, he turned to Xing Hu and said, "Xing Hu, look, isn’t that a person?"

"Seems like it is." Xing Hu said straightforwardly, tilting his head, puzzled.

"Stop being paranoid, how can there be ghosts in the broad daylight?" Cheng Ziang frowned and said.

"No, what’s that, Moon... White Tiger, look, isn’t there someone beside him." Hu Daoke asked Baiyue in a panic.

"Where is there someone?"

As Baiyue raised his head, Hun Jiansi knowingly stepped away from Cheng Ziang, so he didn’t see anyone.

"Really drank too much? Maybe drink less." Hu Daoke sweating profusely, turned back to Xing Hu.

"Eh, alright." Xing Hu put down his cup tremblingly.

Upstairs, Hun Jiansi covered her mouth and tried not to laugh, glancing at Cheng Ziang she said, "You’re too bad, how can you trick your own companions!"

"As long as it makes this kid remember, I don’t mind fooling people." Cheng Ziang said calmly.

After the attack ended, the outside of the inn remained bustling, Ming He ordered his men to light bonfires around the inn, the flames rose high, lasting through the night. Worrying about potential attacks, he didn’t even have time to gather the battlefield, leaving the corpses scattered messily around the inn.

Thereafter it remained peaceful, reaching the early hours of the morning. Just when everyone was relaxing their vigilance, several loud rumbles not only stirred Ming He’s men, but also woke up the sleeping members of the Advance Team.

The sound of air being torn came, followed by the dirt around the inn exploding and flying everywhere. The inn’s walls were instantly pierced, creating a hole the size of a watermelon.

"Damn it, it’s artillery, these people are crazy!" Cheng Ziang was the first to react, rolling out of bed. Familiar with the battlefield environment, he immediately heard the source of the sound.

This was a barrage fired by several cannons, from the sound it should be about a hundred meters away. As it was the first round of firing, the accuracy was limited, only one shell hit the inn, but it still intimidated the Advance Team staying at the inn.

Being modern people, they naturally understood the threat of artillery. This is a weapon that stands a generation above cold weapons, even if the accuracy is poor, getting hit a few times would be tough to endure.

Accompanying the rumbling of cannons, under the moonlight, dense figures emerged from the woods and the road, the headcount exceeding a hundred, evidently targeting the Advance Team in the inn.

"Don’t panic, form ranks to face the enemy!" Facing the situation, Ming He raised his waist knife and loudly ordered.

As soon as the cavalry formed ranks, the attackers stopped their charge, started forming ranks, and pointed a black long pole at the nearby cavalry.

Under the moonlight, Ming He clearly saw, they were long muskets. These attackers used long fork-like weapons carried with them to mount the muskets, ready to shoot.

Without unified command, once the ranks were roughly formed, someone pulled the trigger first. After a flash and loud sound, other muskets opened fire successively. Though not orderly, the dense barrage instantly knocked down several cavalry.

These attackers were clearly no pushovers, this assault not only brought bows and crossbows but also muskets.

There’s no need to speculate how they got the muskets, advanced science and technology never spread according to the will of the rulers. Besides, the firearm technology in West Heaven has been developing for a long time, far more than just during the years of West Outer Heaven’s wars, so having muskets among Kyushu civilians is perfectly normal.

Facing the fierce firepower of the attackers, the cavalry responsible for defense soon suffered serious casualties. Ming He took several shots, not dead only because of the armor he was wearing.

"Damned, it’s exactly what we feared!" Cheng Ziang said while dressing, knocking on each companion’s room as he walked down the corridor.

Dense rumblings came from Hu Daoke’s room; he stood shirtless by the window, mounted a machine gun and sprayed at the distant enemies frantically. This time, he didn’t bother with precision shooting, slamming a cooling magazine in and holding the trigger down.

The Advance Team’s combat system is small but elite, capable of handling small-scale targeted attacks without issue. Even when encountering formidable foes, they have a fighting chance, but they can’t deal with large-scale enemy assaults.

This is understandable, after all, the Advance Team has only five people, even if fully expanded, the number wouldn’t exceed ten people. Such a small squad couldn’t possibly fend off hundreds or even thousands of enemy troops.

So once faced with this widespread enemy situation, the limitations of the Advance Team are exposed fully. Hu Daoke’s firepower is indeed fierce, but there’s no way he can rapidly eliminate so many enemies.

Hu Daoke’s firing didn’t suppress the enemy’s offensive, instead, the flash and noise exposed their position, facing concentrated fire attacks, various flying projectiles rained towards him, pounding the wooden walls and window sill, forcing him to dodge back.

Holding the machine gun, he bent over and rushed out of the room, speaking as soon as he saw Cheng Ziang, "Can’t hold them, too many people."

"Don’t think about counterattacking now, this isn’t a normal attack, must use heavy force!" Cheng Ziang said seriously.

"Then what should we do?" Hu Daoke asked.

"Let’s gather first, assess everyone’s condition, then decide." Cheng Ziang thought for a moment and said.