Chapter 666: Chapter 484, The Rabbit is a Bit Naive _1
Boom! Boom! Boom! ——!
The sound of cannons being fired continued chiming like clanging copper pipes.
Cannonballs whizzed past, splattering severed limbs everywhere.
The Human Clan, before even reaching the Dwarf Camp, had already suffered significant casualties.
Zackery, who had been leading the charge, found his steps slowing down. He wiped off the blood that had splattered on him and glanced uncertainly at his sides.
Fleetingly, his face turned monstrously pale.
There were bits of flesh and blood everywhere.
Those still alive were already in panic, completely devoid of fighting spirit.
Zackery tried to say something to boost morale.
But his words were drowned out by the booming of falling cannonballs, failing to reach the ears of the remaining men.
A feeling of helplessness surged within him.
The gap between both sides was just too big. When it came to their equipment level, they were simply on different spectrums.
He looked up towards the direction of their territory.
On the city wall, Deng Bin frantically waved his arms, pointing towards the northeast.
He was gesturing for them to retreat toward the northeast.
Zackery glanced again at the distant dwarf machinery position.
There, the dwarfs were hunkered behind their defenses.
Charging in with his men, they would likely stand no chance of beating them.
Nodding towards Deng Bin’s direction, Zackery yelled, “Retreat! Follow me, retreat!”
The sound of cannon fire drowned his voice.
But the surrounding soldiers, catching sight of his movement, were able to guess his intention.
Behind Zackery, they trampled over corpses and blood, fleeing into the distance.
At the same time, Deng Bin saw Zackery’s team retreating.
He did not hesitate anymore.
He got down from the city wall and activated the machinery he had gotten from Fang Hao.
During a lull in the cannon fire, he told the remaining soldiers, “Let the machinery cover our rear; everyone else, follow me and retreat — be quick!”
No one bothered to grab their belongings.
Following Deng Bin, they left through another city gate and ran towards Crown Stone Forest.
Behind them, amidst the rumble of a collapse, the city gate was completely shattered.
The dwarves stormed the city.
When the machinery sensed the enemy, it slowly rose and swung its sword.
It held the enemy off.
…
Two days passed.
The sky was a clear blue without a single cloud.
The sun was as scorching as a fireball.
At a beastmen marketplace on the east side of Tasgo Orc City….
One after another, wagons were unloaded, revealing loads full of swords, as well as various defensive gears.
Rabbitmaid Millie, hands on her hips, stood on a wagon loudly shouting, “Come and look, weapons from the human city are here; they kill as easily as cutting vegetables.”
At her loud cries, the small and slender rabbitmaid, with inexplicably large breasts, immediately attracted the attention of many beastmen around her.
According to the customs of the beastmen, the Rabbitmen Clan is the bottommost of beastmen tribes.
With weak figures that barely earned the recognition of any beastman.
The only value they had was that they could be sold at a good price to human nobles.
Bunny girls appearing at beastmen gatherings always tread carefully.
Never so ostentatious like this.
“Hey! This little thing, she’s got a big chest. If we get her to the human side, she will …” murmured a beastman with a mocking smile on his face as he approached.
But a step in, his companion grabbed his arm.
He pointed to the troop beside the bunny girl.
Fully armed beastmen, nearly a thousand of them.
Additionally, there was a woman, casually sharpening spider legs with a file by the wagon.
Clearly a hero.
Instantly, the beastman silenced himself, conscious that Millie had heard his comment.
Her face hardened, “Which creed do you belong to? Who is your boss, I don’t strike the nameless under my sword. If you want to see your ancestor, tell me your name.”
At her words, there was a stunned silence.
Why was there such a rogue vibe from the bunny?
This rabbit, why is she so assertive?
“Cough cough, I didn’t say anything, I just want to ask how much these weapons are.” A beastman changed his tone and asked the price.
Millie glanced at him, then declared loudly, “Not for sale!”
“Not for sale? Weren’t you shouting about selling these just now? If you’re not selling, why did you bring them here?” A beastman asked loudly.
“You’re right, I’m not selling, we’re trading for pelts, food, we need it all.”
Hearing this, the beastmen began to buzz with discussion.
The noise and gathering here started to spread.
More and more beastmen gathered, even those at the booths were looking curiously in their direction.
“Really? You’re willing to trade weapons for pelts?” Another beastman asked.
“You’re not going to trick us, are you? Be careful, we can break your neck if you go back on your word.”
Beastmen aren’t like humans.
They primarily hunt and keep livestock, they seldom plant crops.
Every tribe had a vast amount of pelts,
Therefore, pelts weren’t valuable here.
Moreover, most beastmen had sturdy bodies that could bear the cold winter with just a few pelts.
For these reasons, pelts at this time were hard to sell, barely anyone wanted them.
In addition, every winter was the most chaotic time for the tribes.
Those with insufficient food reserves would launch attacks on other tribes.
At this time, weapons and armor were in high demand.
Hearing the noise,
A booth owner brought pelts that were difficult to sell and ran over,
He asked loudly, “I have pelts, how do I trade?”
Millie held up her five slender fingers and shouted, “One for five …”
“Okay, I have more than a hundred here, trade two with me!” The beastman threw the bundle of pelts forward.
“Ah?” Looking at the trade goods on the ground, Millie was stunned.