459 something terrible has happened

"Damn it! Who's firing the guns? Who? Who!" A bandit officer wielding a long saber desperately questioned his subordinates from behind the gate of his mountain stronghold.

On the wooden ramparts of the stronghold, soldiers armed with matchlocks fell one by one to the sound of gunfire, and now none dared poke their heads out to glance at the terrifying forest beyond.

Are you kidding? The moment anyone stuck out their head, gunshots would echo from the forest within seconds, and then the head of the soldier who peeked out would burst open like a watermelon struck by a stick.

"It must be demons! Have we... have we enraged the mountain gods..." A soldier, unsettled, swallowed his saliva and timidly suggested.

As soon as the words left his mouth, the officer backhandedly struck him across the neck with his saber. The soldier widened his eyes at his leader, momentarily forgetting to scream.