Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 540
Chapter 540
On the evening of June eighteenth, the ten men raised their coarse cups that were. filled with cold water. For
years, they hadn't had coffee or a drop of alcohol.
In the border city, coffee was a luxury they couldn't afford. And though cheap, they didn’t dare touch the local
wine. They feared that even a single sip might lead them to reveal their identities in their drunken state, which
would lead to their doom.
The only tthey had bought alcohol was when they learned about the deaths of Hector and his six sons. Even
then, they hadn't drank it, but instead poured the liquor onto the ground in tribute to their fallen leader. That
night, they had spent hours sobbing under their blankets.
But they were only allowed a single night of mourning. The next day, they had to dry their tears and continue
their perilous journey, as the Southern Frontier had yet to be reclaimed then.
After the Southern Frontier was recaptured and Victor brought his troops to the border city, it becimpossible
for the Septimus Tetra reconnaissance team to send messages. Crossing the border had also become
exceedingly difficult.
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Previously, they had mingled with convoys carrying food and goods to Simonton City to deliver intelligence. Now,
they couldn't even manage to blend in and escape.
After Starhaven reclaimed the Southern Frontier, they spent their days trying to find a way to escape. They had
run all over, which led to Law being captured.
Law was likely subjected to severe torture after his capture, but he never betrayed them. Otherwise, the
Sandorian soldiers would have already found them. Law’s resolve was unyielding, preferring to die rather than
surrender.
The men of the Septimus Tetra reconnaissance team weren't afraid.
Kicking off their sandals, all ten of them bent down to put on the new shoes they had made themselves. They
shed their ragged clothing and donned their new clothes, which they had sewn from black cloth they had
bought.
They had once been soldiers who fought on battlefields with swords and knives, so how could they have any skill
in sewing? Yet, over the years, they had been unable to afford ready-made clothes and had to make their own
from scraps of fabric. Having asked the local old women for advice, they had all gradually learned the craft.
Once, they had no weapons. They had cout of the prisoner camp with nothing,
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their clothes torn to shreds from beatings. After several years of hardship, they now possessed their own reliable
swords. When hot on intelligence missions, Tom and Law led the group deep into the mountains to practice their
skills.
They were like resilient weeds surviving in the desert. Their loyalty and sense of duty. were the only things that
had carried them this far.
The moon that night hung high in the sky. It was bright and clear, its light dimming the stars beneath it.
The group knelt and saluted in the direction of the kingdom, Starhaven. If this mission failed, they would be
buried here in the border city. If that happened, they hoped their spirits would return to their homeland to see
their loved ones once more.
With a sense of tragic determination, they set out. They knew every road in this border city so well that they
could walk it with their eyes closed.
Rafael and his team had already been lying in wait near the garrison, ready to move as soon as the guards
changed shifts.
It was almost time.
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Dylan stayed at the eastern corner, where there was a platform on a high wall that could be used to station
archers. However, due to the heavy troop presence, no archers were currently stationed there. If the rescue was
successful, this spot would be the most convenient one for Dylan to provide support from.
The three who were assigned to infiltrate the garrison held their breath, observing the heavily armed guards
patrolling. The shift change would be happening in less
than fifteen minutes.
As the tarrived, the guards began moving. The patrolling guards started to disperse, and new patrols took
over. They checked the situation together, and at this point, all patrols were halted.
Everett was the first to scale the wall, landing softly without a sound. Rafael and Jacob followed closely, dropping
down beside Everett.
Just then, they heard the faint sound of iron hooks catching onto the wall. They exchanged astonished glances
and looked towards the wall about ten feet away. They saw head after head quietly emerging, climbing the wall,
and then silently dropping down.
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All of them were dressed in black clothes. Though their Lightfoot Skill were not impressive, their movements
were quick and efficient as they swiftly maneuvered along the wall.