freckle!Someone shouted, he was injured!
Don't touch him!Brian roared, I'll check his injuries, you guys keep shooting.
He handed over the rifle behind him to the reloading recruit and bent over to the other party.The injured person was still clear in consciousness and asked tremblingly, Captain, will I... die?
The short spear pierced into the lower position of his chest. It was unclear whether it caused any penetration. Seeing that his breathing was still smooth, it should not hurt his lungs.
During the cultural class, His Highness the Prince briefly talked about the functions of various organs in the human body and the emergency measures when injured. In such a situation, the best way he could think of is to keep it still and wait until the battle is over to let Miss Nanava come to treat it.
Does it hurt?Brian asked.
Freckle nodded with difficulty.
If you feel pain, you won’t die. The Knight puts his hand on his forehead. You should know Miss Nanava’s abilities, right?
Well, Freckles barely smiled. Everyone usually...want to see her, so I can see her.
That's right, so you have to hold on.
After Blair finished speaking, he returned to the shooting window. The recruit looked back worriedly, "Don't you need to pull out the short spear?"
Pulling it out will easily cause a lot of bleeding. When you learn this, you will naturally understand. He paused. What we can do now is to defeat the enemy as soon as possible.
……
Roland stood on the platform and could clearly see the enemy rushing towards the town like a tide.
Every time they cross a row of bunkers, their speed slowed down a lot. When they crossed the third row of bunkers, the enemy's abdomen was completely exposed to the crossfire of the shooter.
The effect of echo is very obvious. Although the team was pulled into strips, most people still ran on the avenue according to the concentrated charge orders issued by the witches.
Every moment there are a large number of people falling down and they are helpless about it.Faced with the fortifications that cannot be destroyed by swords, spears and guns, Tifeko's militia could only endure casualties and continue to move forward.
Three hundred meters behind the third row of bunkers are the artillery positions within this distance, which belong to the death area covered by shotguns.
Lightning in the sky has changed the flag to a bright red.
The firing angles of the twenty cannons were flattened, and flames and thick smoke were sprayed forward. Roland roughly estimated that the most skillful gun team could shoot a shotgun in twenty seconds, and the worst was about half a minute.
At first glance, it seems to be close to the excellent gun crew's firing rate during the American Civil War, but the latter's three rounds per minute performance was in solid bomb shooting, and much of the time was spent on artillery resetting and repeated aiming.
There is no need to aim when firing shotguns, no need to wipe the gun chamber, and the rate of fire can be increased higher.
But for the enemy, this is already a terrifying rate of fire. The shotgun's killing of armorless targets is particularly amazing. Almost every iron ball can penetrate two to three people. Although the pill can withstand pain, it cannot suppress fear.
When they watched the people around them be beaten into sieves, even if they were full of excitement and desire for killing, they could no longer suppress the instinctive fear of the living organisms. What's more, they were not originally a steel army with strong will. Without pills, these people were just a group of untrained civilians who lacked practical combat experience.
As half of the men lay on the charge road, fugitives began to appear.
Fear spread rapidly like a plague. With the first one, the second and third ones soon appeared. The forward line completely stopped moving forward, began to turn directions, and retreated to the rear.
The artillery team replaced the solid bullets again and opened fire at the center of the road, while the musket team in the bunker did not stop firing.
Piles of corpses fell down the avenue.
……
Levin's anger gradually cooled down and he began to feel scared.
More than twenty people initially discovered the witch who created chaos. She was wearing strange clothes and almost integrated with the surrounding scenery when she lurked in the woods. If the other party had not been moving forward with the large army and guiding everyone to the center of the road, it would have been almost impossible for her own people to discover her.
Even so, she caused great trouble to Levin. He found that the witch imitation sound was erratic and did not need to be made from his mouth. Sometimes it was on the left, sometimes it was on the right, and even it sounded from the back of his head.
The content is also diverse, such as issuing orders imitating one's own accent, or a militia's tragic cry for help.
But just as they wanted to surround each other and catch each other, the woman in white appeared again.
Levin revisited the shocking scene of Lehmanjos being killed in front of him in the blink of an eye.
She held a silver-white light crossbow in her hand. As long as sparks and loud noises burst out, one of them would fall down.
The surrounding pocket was torn apart in an instant, and everyone became frightened birds for a moment.
The armor could not resist and the shield did not work. The iron-packed round shield in Lewen's hand was broken halfway, and the small light-leaking hole in the iron sheet told him how amazing the power of the opponent's weapon was.
The only one who can compare with it is probably the heavy crossbow with both hands.
If he hadn't subconsciously lowered his head to avoid it, he would have turned into a corpse.
But heavy crossbows cannot fire Ah one after another!
The ability of the witch in white clothes to appear and disappear from time to time, and the terrifying weapon that does not need to be recharged, Lewen realized that he had no chance of winning.
Once this consciousness prevails, the anger will quickly extinguish as if it has encountered a cold wind.
Take the pill and kill her while she appears!
As she shouted, Lewen herself retreated, and when she focused on the militia, she ran out of the woods.
It is safer to stay with a large group of people, and she will never dare to attack herself in the crowd!
The woods also grow very strangely. The dense weeds are almost over the knees and are covered with vines below. If you are not careful, you will trip over.
He rushed out of the forest stumbling all the way, looking ahead, trying to meet with the large army, but the scene in front of him stunned.
The militia whose efficacy has not yet ended are retreating... No, it should be said that they are fleeing.
Those who run slowly or have not yet reacted were squeezed to the ground and were ruthlessly trampled by later generations.
It was like a galloping horse when charging, and it was the same when escaping. The surging crowd stirred up dust in the sky, and he didn't dare to step forward to stop it.
What exactly happened?
Lewen stood there in disbelief. In such a short time, 1,500 people were completely defeated?
This is still with the pills!
Are the prince’s subordinates all monsters?
At this moment, the sound of stepping on the weeds came from behind him. He gritted his teeth and pulled his sword to stab the life and death moment behind him. This fast sword was a little faster than before, like a flash of lightning, but what greeted him was a dazzling fire.
The sword body was shattered by something, sparks flew everywhere, and then a tingling pain came from the right hand holding the sword, and the touch of the fingertips disappeared instantly.
When his eyes moved to his arms, Lewen found that half of his arm was missing, with red and white muscles and bones exposed, like blooming snake grass flowers.
The woman in white walked towards him expressionlessly, and he couldn't help but take two steps back and then tripped to the ground.
The witch stepped on his shoulder with one foot, and the cold weapon pressed against his forehead. From this angle, Levin saw the other party's face hidden under his hood.
Very...beautiful.
Before the gunshot, this was his last thought.
Don't touch him!Brian roared, I'll check his injuries, you guys keep shooting.
He handed over the rifle behind him to the reloading recruit and bent over to the other party.The injured person was still clear in consciousness and asked tremblingly, Captain, will I... die?
The short spear pierced into the lower position of his chest. It was unclear whether it caused any penetration. Seeing that his breathing was still smooth, it should not hurt his lungs.
During the cultural class, His Highness the Prince briefly talked about the functions of various organs in the human body and the emergency measures when injured. In such a situation, the best way he could think of is to keep it still and wait until the battle is over to let Miss Nanava come to treat it.
Does it hurt?Brian asked.
Freckle nodded with difficulty.
If you feel pain, you won’t die. The Knight puts his hand on his forehead. You should know Miss Nanava’s abilities, right?
Well, Freckles barely smiled. Everyone usually...want to see her, so I can see her.
That's right, so you have to hold on.
After Blair finished speaking, he returned to the shooting window. The recruit looked back worriedly, "Don't you need to pull out the short spear?"
Pulling it out will easily cause a lot of bleeding. When you learn this, you will naturally understand. He paused. What we can do now is to defeat the enemy as soon as possible.
……
Roland stood on the platform and could clearly see the enemy rushing towards the town like a tide.
Every time they cross a row of bunkers, their speed slowed down a lot. When they crossed the third row of bunkers, the enemy's abdomen was completely exposed to the crossfire of the shooter.
The effect of echo is very obvious. Although the team was pulled into strips, most people still ran on the avenue according to the concentrated charge orders issued by the witches.
Every moment there are a large number of people falling down and they are helpless about it.Faced with the fortifications that cannot be destroyed by swords, spears and guns, Tifeko's militia could only endure casualties and continue to move forward.
Three hundred meters behind the third row of bunkers are the artillery positions within this distance, which belong to the death area covered by shotguns.
Lightning in the sky has changed the flag to a bright red.
The firing angles of the twenty cannons were flattened, and flames and thick smoke were sprayed forward. Roland roughly estimated that the most skillful gun team could shoot a shotgun in twenty seconds, and the worst was about half a minute.
At first glance, it seems to be close to the excellent gun crew's firing rate during the American Civil War, but the latter's three rounds per minute performance was in solid bomb shooting, and much of the time was spent on artillery resetting and repeated aiming.
There is no need to aim when firing shotguns, no need to wipe the gun chamber, and the rate of fire can be increased higher.
But for the enemy, this is already a terrifying rate of fire. The shotgun's killing of armorless targets is particularly amazing. Almost every iron ball can penetrate two to three people. Although the pill can withstand pain, it cannot suppress fear.
When they watched the people around them be beaten into sieves, even if they were full of excitement and desire for killing, they could no longer suppress the instinctive fear of the living organisms. What's more, they were not originally a steel army with strong will. Without pills, these people were just a group of untrained civilians who lacked practical combat experience.
As half of the men lay on the charge road, fugitives began to appear.
Fear spread rapidly like a plague. With the first one, the second and third ones soon appeared. The forward line completely stopped moving forward, began to turn directions, and retreated to the rear.
The artillery team replaced the solid bullets again and opened fire at the center of the road, while the musket team in the bunker did not stop firing.
Piles of corpses fell down the avenue.
……
Levin's anger gradually cooled down and he began to feel scared.
More than twenty people initially discovered the witch who created chaos. She was wearing strange clothes and almost integrated with the surrounding scenery when she lurked in the woods. If the other party had not been moving forward with the large army and guiding everyone to the center of the road, it would have been almost impossible for her own people to discover her.
Even so, she caused great trouble to Levin. He found that the witch imitation sound was erratic and did not need to be made from his mouth. Sometimes it was on the left, sometimes it was on the right, and even it sounded from the back of his head.
The content is also diverse, such as issuing orders imitating one's own accent, or a militia's tragic cry for help.
But just as they wanted to surround each other and catch each other, the woman in white appeared again.
Levin revisited the shocking scene of Lehmanjos being killed in front of him in the blink of an eye.
She held a silver-white light crossbow in her hand. As long as sparks and loud noises burst out, one of them would fall down.
The surrounding pocket was torn apart in an instant, and everyone became frightened birds for a moment.
The armor could not resist and the shield did not work. The iron-packed round shield in Lewen's hand was broken halfway, and the small light-leaking hole in the iron sheet told him how amazing the power of the opponent's weapon was.
The only one who can compare with it is probably the heavy crossbow with both hands.
If he hadn't subconsciously lowered his head to avoid it, he would have turned into a corpse.
But heavy crossbows cannot fire Ah one after another!
The ability of the witch in white clothes to appear and disappear from time to time, and the terrifying weapon that does not need to be recharged, Lewen realized that he had no chance of winning.
Once this consciousness prevails, the anger will quickly extinguish as if it has encountered a cold wind.
Take the pill and kill her while she appears!
As she shouted, Lewen herself retreated, and when she focused on the militia, she ran out of the woods.
It is safer to stay with a large group of people, and she will never dare to attack herself in the crowd!
The woods also grow very strangely. The dense weeds are almost over the knees and are covered with vines below. If you are not careful, you will trip over.
He rushed out of the forest stumbling all the way, looking ahead, trying to meet with the large army, but the scene in front of him stunned.
The militia whose efficacy has not yet ended are retreating... No, it should be said that they are fleeing.
Those who run slowly or have not yet reacted were squeezed to the ground and were ruthlessly trampled by later generations.
It was like a galloping horse when charging, and it was the same when escaping. The surging crowd stirred up dust in the sky, and he didn't dare to step forward to stop it.
What exactly happened?
Lewen stood there in disbelief. In such a short time, 1,500 people were completely defeated?
This is still with the pills!
Are the prince’s subordinates all monsters?
At this moment, the sound of stepping on the weeds came from behind him. He gritted his teeth and pulled his sword to stab the life and death moment behind him. This fast sword was a little faster than before, like a flash of lightning, but what greeted him was a dazzling fire.
The sword body was shattered by something, sparks flew everywhere, and then a tingling pain came from the right hand holding the sword, and the touch of the fingertips disappeared instantly.
When his eyes moved to his arms, Lewen found that half of his arm was missing, with red and white muscles and bones exposed, like blooming snake grass flowers.
The woman in white walked towards him expressionlessly, and he couldn't help but take two steps back and then tripped to the ground.
The witch stepped on his shoulder with one foot, and the cold weapon pressed against his forehead. From this angle, Levin saw the other party's face hidden under his hood.
Very...beautiful.
Before the gunshot, this was his last thought.
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