He waved the musket in his hand excitedly, and shouted at his fellow workers:

"Brothers!"

"After so many years, there are finally heroes to save us!"

"But Clik has five thousand people, and this hero has only one!"

His voice became more and more exciting:

"If we still have a trace of blood, we shouldn't have shrunk behind that adult for rescue!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the workers' eyes suddenly became firm.

A huge force was brewing and forming in silence, and was about to burst out again.

The laborer holding the musket was encouraged again:

"The goods we transported were filled with weapons that Click bought with our hard-earned money!"

"Pick up these weapons and fight Clike!"

The workers were slightly stunned, and the anger that had accumulated in their chests for many years finally broke out:

"Fight with Clike!"

The boxes on the dock were opened one after another, and brand new muskets were held in the hands of angry workers.

They held their weapons tightly and followed Garen's advance towards Clicker without fear.

At first, they were workers on the dock, later in the towns along the road, and finally countless civilians from the bottom who came to join the battle after hearing the news.

The lone ranger Garen suddenly became Garen, the Iron Legion who took the lead in charge.

This unexpected development of disobedience surprised Garen.

He looked at his experience bar and murmured in a low voice:
Chapter completed!