"Defend!"
With a low shout, nearly two hundred elite soldiers stepped forward in unison, protecting all sides of the chariot. The Dragon Slayer Crossbows in their hands were raised at an angle, aimed at the diving Medusa.
Nearly a thousand mercenaries from Black Wolf and Heavy Snow stood before the chariot as well, split into two formations on either side, though their ranks remained disorderly.
Dragon Slayer Crossbows were expensive to make. Those mercenaries only had a few, and there was no way the Nalan Family could equip them all with such weapons. All they had were cheap javelins.
Now, suddenly facing the legendary Medusa Queen—a Dou Emperor—many of the mercenaries had yet to recover from their shock and stood there in a daze.
Standing atop the chariot, unable to get down, I looked at the mercenaries. Pointing at the diving Medusa, I shouted passionately:
"Brothers of Black Wolf and Heavy Snow, with the Empire Lionheart Marshal here, with over two thousand brothers at our side, are we supposed to fear a single Medusa?!"
"After this battle, every man will be rewarded with a thousand gold coins! If we can kill Medusa, every man will receive another thousand gold coins!"
"The Nalan Family will never mistreat you!"
Two thousand gold coins were enough for an ordinary family of five to live on for a hundred years. To an ordinary mercenary, that was an enormous sum!
Since these mercenaries had dared to become mercenaries, they had long been prepared to trade their lives for money.
At the promise of such a generous reward, every one of them began breathing heavily, their eyes turning bloodshot as they stared fixedly at that graceful figure.
That was right. With the Lionheart Marshal here, what did they have to fear? Look at how formidable the