Before the hidden archers could even realize they had been tricked, 300 musketeers on the left side of the path stepped out from their cover.
The enemy archers were standing right in the open, holding empty bows and looking completely confused.
A deafening wall of thunder erupted from the left side of the forest. 300 iron barrels flashed with bright orange fire, spitting deadly lead balls across the snowy clearing at incredible speeds.
The effect was devastating. Screams of agony replaced the sounds of the whistling arrows.
The lead bullets tore through the white wolf furs, shattering bones and throwing the hidden archers backward into the snow.
The thick smoke from the black powder quickly filled the clearing, stinging Erik's eyes, but he couldn't stop smiling.
"Reload!" Erik shouted, stepping out from behind his boulder and drawing his mace. "Right side, keep your eyes open! If anything moves in that smoke, shoot it!"
