These mountains were excellent firing points, and artillery could be placed on the top of the mountains to block the follow-up forces of the Arna Corps. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The abominable Arna Legion. couldn't help it, Zheng Fei pulled his hair with a headache.

According to Christine, the Arna Legion is equipped with rifled cannons, not afraid of the power of rifled cannons, but even if this trip successfully escapes from Denmark, this batch of rifled guns cannot be taken away, can only leave this cross-era craft in Europe?

Of course, he didn't want to see such a situation, but there was nothing he could do.

Wandering thoughtfully to the cabin, he picked an unshattered bottle from the wine cabinet, poured a small glass, and brought it to his lips.

Suddenly, he figured out one thing, and the corners of his mouth curled happily.

Since you can't stop the enemy from getting stronger, make yourself stronger! Since you can't stop the era from advancing in advance, let yourself push it!

That's not bad when you think about it.

He shrugged, put down his glass, and stepped back onto deck, climbing nimbly to the top of the cabin to watch the ship carrying the Spartan warriors approach.

After a moment's pause, he also went ashore on a small sampan.

The grim Spartan warriors formed a phalanx as fast as they could, armed with huge shields and spears, and waited for orders with their heads held high.

The observer of the artillery position a few kilometers away noticed that the other side had a ship docking, and without hesitation for a moment, he hurriedly informed the commander.

Several officers climbed a small hill, craned their necks to look out, and discussed the enemy's situation.

"Hmm, only a small part of them have landed, and they are in the phalanx?"

"Yes, and it seems to be a sword and shield soldier...... Who can guess what they're trying to do?"

"Heh, I thought there would be a vigorous artillery bombardment, but I didn't expect them to retreat without firing a single shot, what a waste of good ships and good guns stolen from the naval port... Now that we want to use sword and shield soldiers to counterattack, won't our opponent even fire their cannons?"

"A bunch of fools, when they arrive, our supply convoy should also arrive, I want to see how they use their shields to withstand the shells!"

With that, the officer yawned, showing little interest in the battle, and glanced in the other direction, also a few kilometers away, a supply convoy of wagons was marching, and they would bring enough gunpowder and shells.

"Let's go down the hill and wait for them to die. ”

......

The Spartan Legion's melee combat ability is unparalleled in the world, but Zheng Fei knows very well that even if their bodies are made of steel, they can't stop the whistling cannonballs at all, so of course he won't let the Spartan Legion go head-on with the artillery.

At this moment, the sun cast a thousand rays, and he stood on the hillside and held up the Spartan token, the Death of Ares, as an impassioned encouragement. Most of the Spartan warriors would not understand what he was saying, but someone would translate it to them.

Five minutes later.

"Sir, they're charged!" shouted the sight of the artillery position.

"So fast?" the officers looked at each other, as supplies hadn't arrived yet.

"Everyone obeyed the order, quickly organized the defense, and brought out all the spare gunpowder!"

Spare gunpowder, also jokingly called life-saving gunpowder by artillerymen, is used to deal with the current emergency. In every battle they participated in in the past, as long as the situation was not too critical, they would leave a part of the gunpowder waiting for the supply convoy to arrive, after all, the artillery without gunpowder is equivalent to meat on the chopping board, and they can only obediently wait for death in the event of a surprise attack by cavalry or warriors.

Of course, it is important to win the battle and complete the mission, but in the end, the most precious thing is their lives, and they are not willing to give their lives for the sake of the mission.

Receiving the order of the commander, the artillerymen immediately went into action, running quickly through the position, transporting boxes of gunpowder shells to the front line.

"Sir, they don't seem to be charging this way!" the sight continued.

"What? "Where is that?" the officer wrung his eyebrows, did the enemy want to run?

"To...... The supply convoy ......" the viewer's voice trembled involuntarily.

Hearing this, the officers suddenly staggered up the hill, looking in the direction of the sight's sight, with a frightened expression.

They saw that in the distant wasteland, the huge army of sword and shield soldiers was charging rapidly, like a fierce beast chasing its prey, and it was magnificent.

The direction is the convoy shuttling through the mountains two kilometers away.

"How did they know the convoy was there?!" the officer shouted in fright.

The height of the watchtower on the ship was only twenty or thirty meters, and it was impossible to see the convoy in the mountains.

"Sir...... Is there something flying there?"

The sight narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to the sun.

The officers looked in unison, shielded their foreheads from the sun with their hands, and searched for a while before they found a small black dot.

"It's just a black spot on the sun. ”

"No, it seems to be moving, is it a bird?"

"Now that you're in the mood to discuss this, think about what to do! If the convoy is robbed, our spare gunpowder won't last long, and we'll be out of it soon!"

An officer with a fairly clear mind rebuked mercilessly, and pinched the cold sweat in his palms anxiously.

It is not difficult to imagine that if the spare gunpowder is exhausted, in the face of that beast-like sword and shield army, his group of artillery will not have the ability to fight back at all.

After a brief pause, they began to anxiously think about what to do.

They don't know that the so-called little black dot is called a hot air balloon.

They don't even know that there is something in this world that can take people fly!

What to do, what to do......

After pestling on the hillside for a long time, they did not come up with a countermeasure, and watched as the enemy approached the convoy.

"Why don't you open fire and intercept it!"

"No, if we run out of gunpowder and don't stop them, we'll all die!"

"Then what do you say?!"

"The only way to stay alive is to drop the artillery and retreat!"

"You're asking us to be deserters!"

"Run or die!" I'd rather be a deserter!"

With that, the officer walked away.

"Stop, Charlotte!" his colleague looked at him in amazement, and saw him step onto a horse without looking back.

"I'll say it again, it's either run or die, you choose for yourselves!"

The artillerymen, who were nervously preparing for the defense, were stunned and watched their commander become the first deserter, thinking about what he had just said, and couldn't help but feel ready to move.

"Charlotte ......" looked at the fading back, and her colleagues muttered to themselves, and there was a hint of hesitation in their expressions.

The atmosphere was stalemate for a long time, and many artillerymen began to discuss escaping.

"I think Chief Charlotte is right, the only result of staying here is to wait for death, there is no need for this. (To be continued.) )