At dawn, a procession of neatly dressed and marching in unison marched from the castle towards the northern wall, where the battle was fierce.

The faces of each fighter were filled with confidence and morale.

This army is Murphy's newly formed musket unit, and today will be the time to test them.

"Run-walk!one-two-one!one-two-one!"

The soldiers' boots made the same muffled sound on the snow, and when the sound came together, it looked like a giant running.

"Stand!"

When the team reached the stairs of the city wall, Jon Snow, who was at the head of the group, stopped in place and began to give orders.

The musketeers strictly followed Snow's orders, and in an instant the palpitating sound of footsteps disappeared.

"To the right - turn!"

"Go to the wall!

Snow's order was given, and the soldiers turned right at the same time, walking in unison.

This scene stunned the soldiers of the other troops.

You must know that on this continent, I have not heard of any soldier who can keep everyone at the same pace, maintain the formation without disorder, and at most maintain a tacit understanding of cooperation, it is already an elite force - such as the Theban army outside the city.

"Line up!"

The musketeers climbed the city wall and lined up in two rows under Snow's orders, and the nearby troops who were waiting for the enemy to attack the city scattered to make room for the musketeers.

The city walls, which can accommodate three horses running side by side, are also a little crowded at this time.

"Report to Your Highness! The musket unit has been assembled!

Snow trotted behind Murphy and gave a standard Earth military salute, much to Murphy's affection.

"Well, that's good. Murphy nodded approvingly, very satisfied, but he didn't expect that after only two weeks of training, it had already begun to take shape, at least the movements looked quite similar.

"See that siege tower?" Murphy didn't hesitate, and pointed to the siege tower that was about to advance soon.

"Later, it will put down a boarding board, and the enemy soldiers will come up like a tidal wave, and then you will order your soldiers to beat me hard!"

Murphy gritted his teeth and said viciously.

"Your Highness. Snow replied respectfully.

"Prepare ......"

"Wait a minute!"

Murphy remembered one more thing and quickly stopped Snow before he could order him to load.

"What's the matter, Your Highness?" Snow turned around and walked out of the musket formation, a little confused and a little anxious.

The enemies are all about to attack the city wall, and His Royal Highness the prince still has so many things, who is not uncomfortable with this!

"Remember! No one is to use enchanted buckshot until I have permission to do so. Murphy's expression was serious, "This is one of our hole cards, and we must not expose it now!"

Murphy repeated the instructions, for fear that the soldiers would take his words as a deaf ear.

"Yes, Your Highness, everything is going according to your plan. Snow saluted and returned to the formation.

"Reload! Reload normal buckshot!" Snow shouted, but his movements didn't stop.

Taking a projectile from his pocket and holding it in his mouth was a method that Snow discovered during this time of practicing shooting, saving reloading time, and soon all soldiers learned this skill.

Take out a suitable length of ignition rope, clamp it on the clamp of the snake rod, and insert a section into the primer pot.

Open the primer pot and check for debris.

Once you are sure that there is no residue, pour in new gunpowder and close the lid.

Take out a small bag of black powder, pour it from the muzzle, and then put it into the lead bullet in the mouth, and then remove the pass to compact the gunpowder and lead bullet.

"Aim!"

Snow finished his manoeuvres and raised his gun to aim at the Theban soldiers hiding behind the siege towers.

The other musketeers also finished reloading and raised their guns at the same time.

The siege tower got closer and closer, until it stopped about ten meters from the city wall and lowered the board.

"Charge!"

Bands of Theban soldiers rushed up from behind, stepped on the boardboards that could be used for four people in parallel, and rushed forward frantically for the sake of war merit and money, but the Grim Reaper was quietly approaching.

"First row!

Seeing that the siege tower stopped and lowered the climbing board, the musketeers lit the arquebus under Snow's command.

On the side of Thebes, it was fifty black-armored knights of Thebes who rushed forward with Theban battle axes, and they were sent to open the gap.

"First row, ready!" Snow shouted, firing a shot at one of the black-armored knights in front of him.

Thick smoke covered the entire wall, obscuring everyone's view.

Originally, the first batch of black-armored knights who rushed over were only about six or seven meters away from climbing the city wall.

At this distance, even if the arquebus hit rate is touching and the shooter has a bad eye, it can be hit.

The ten black-armored knights didn't even have a chance to use their fighting spirit, and they were beaten into a sieve by the dense lead bullets.

Lead bullets about two centimeters in diameter burst out under the propulsion of gunpowder, and in an instant, they flew to the bodies of the black-armored knights.

The blazing buckshot pierced through the knight's armor made of cold iron, which had not yet had time to cover the fighting spirit, and the pieces of iron on the armor broke through the leather armor lining inside, and finally tore the knight's abdomen without the slightest delay.

The huge impact of the lead pellet drove the iron piece, shattering the knight's intestines, and the stomach was also cut into two pieces by the iron piece, but the wound was blocked by the cowhide armor, and no one could see the changes in the body, only the victim himself could feel it.

"Ahh

Some knights were lucky enough to be hit by only one lead pellet and fell from the siege tower with a wail.

If the rescue is timely, the knight still has a chance to live.

But many more were beaten to the point of blood splattering, and the worst one even had his head knocked out.

The other soldiers were a little flustered when they saw several knights in the front row fall off the wall board for some reason.

"What's that?"

In the distance, Count Kuruman noticed the sudden burst of smoke from the city wall, and pointed to the wall and asked his men around him.

Seeing that his subordinates all shook their heads blankly, Count Kuruman knew that his question was in vain, so he simply waited for Kecheng to see for himself.

"First row loading!"

"Second row! Ignition Rope!"

"Put!"

The crackling sound of gunfire wakes up the skies of the North.

Every gunshot is like the wrath of Thor, and every lead shot is like a messenger of death.

Whether you are wearing iron armor, leather armor or holding a shield, you will be fairly killed by it.

"Run, they're devils!"

"We can't win! They have the blessing of the gods!"

"Great God of Frost, have you abandoned your followers?"

The city wall could not be attacked for a long time, it was nearly an hour, and no one could climb the city wall, whether it was an ordinary soldier or a noble knight, as long as they stepped on the wall board, they would be taken away by the smoke on the wall, or seriously injured and dying.

So the morale of this thousand-strong army collapsed after nearly three hundred casualties!

The remaining 600 or so rushed backwards without looking back, hoping to escape from this Shura field.

Count Kuruman gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, in the face of so many routs, it was useless to kill, but he definitely couldn't keep it, it would affect his morale, so he could only let them escape.

"Fortunately, I still have enough troops. Count Kuruman smoothed the stuffiness that had accumulated in his chest and comforted himself.

"Gather all the generals to my tent. Count Kuruman turned, "Let's discuss a general attack. ”

With that, he went to the tent.