The lowland forest area is the local name for the small strip of forest bordering the eastern tidal flats in the large open forest surrounding Le Loran.

This long and narrow forest is only six or seven hundred meters wide and three or four hundred meters deep, with relatively high wings, a gentle depression in the middle valley, and a gentle soil slope extending from west to east until it is connected with the vast tidal flats along the sea.

This is probably the area with the worst view along the tidal flat, and the terrain is basically a huge valley, whether you look at the sea or the forest, it is easy to block the view, and it is difficult to feel the magnificence.

But there are unique advantages here.

Because it is connected to the tidal flat, the entire tidal flat line, this is the closest hunting area between the shooter and the seabird, and the first shooting point can basically be controlled within 50 meters, which is completely incomparable with the ultra-long-range of 100 meters or even more than 200 meters in other areas.

Hunting, first of all, you have to shoot well, that is called hunting.

In the era of front-loading rifling, the actual combat distance of line firing was only 7 to 10 meters, and the range that ordinary shooters could accurately grasp through training was about 30 meters.

The theoretical effective range of the gun is longer, such as the classic British brown bass is about 60 to 70 meters, and the latest French Charville can reach 85 meters.

This is almost the limit of mortals.

The Chasseur is the king of the spear in this era, the minimum standard for evaluating a Chaser in France is to use Charville to accurately hit the range of 150 meters, and the Americans have set a sniper record of 500 meters, but the use of Kentucky, rifled guns are generally not used as a standard for judging conventional firepower.

It can be seen that the first point of fire at 50 meters is a little farther away, but it is just right for skilled hunters to shine, and the summer white pelican hunt in Leloran is more of an elite social taste than the savage act of sticking to the bird's nest.

Of course, this kind of noble taste involving professional knowledge is impossible for Miss Emily to understand.

The carriage came to a halt in the shade of an open tree, and Miss Emily shook her folding fan and stretched out her embroidered little finger to hook a trace of the white veil that covered the window.

The sun shone in and reflected on her emerald green woven skirt, reflecting the dazzling brilliance.

"It's sunny...... Mivi, what if such a poisonous sun burns my skin? ”

The attendant laughed coquettishly, and a box of delicate ointment appeared from the palm of her hand.

"Mademoiselle, Madame has been ready for a long time. This is the most popular pearl cream of the Oriental royal family, brought by a group of ocean-going merchants in Boston, I heard that it is mixed with pearl powder and pollen, mixed with colorless and odorless fish oil, not only to protect from the sun, but also to nourish the skin. ”

"Oriental royalty!" Miss Emily covered her mouth and almost screamed, "Is it the luxurious aristocrats who even make their shoes out of gold?" What do they use? ”

"Yes! The whole Madame Leloran was the first to buy it, and this little box was worth more than one hundred and sixty pounds, which was too extravagant. ”

"Mother, long live!"

The two girls laughed and carefully applied their bare arms and necks with an ointment that cost more than a thousand gold.

The beautiful face didn't need extra protection, and in order to cope with this important date, Miss Emily used a trendy white lead makeup, and the tough protective shell could not be worn even if she shot at close range with a musket.

Someone knocked on the door, and Miss Emily sat up straight, lifted her veil, put on a dignified smile, and waited for the maid to open the door.

Captain Zilned, known as Martinique's noble son, stood solemnly outside the door, his left hand behind his back, his right hand on his chest, his navy blue captain's uniform set off his tall figure, and his smile like a spring breeze shone brighter than the sun.

"Emily. Miss Prio, your beauty has enchanted the whole world, and allow me to invite you to get out of the car and admire the prowess of the elite warriors of Grand France. ”

"It's a great honor, Mr. Captain." Miss Emily's 15-degree chin and slightly drooping eyes show her long, thick eyelashes in front of Zilned.

"It's the most beautiful eye in the world, comparable to the crystal clear gem of East Africa."

"You know a lot."

"Seamen, wherever French civilization shines, we know everything."

Zilnede reached out the back of his hand, took Miss Emily's hand, and helped her out of the carriage.

Before the young lady could gain a firm footing, Zilnede suddenly flipped his hand, and before his fingers touched the young lady's fingers, Miss Emily dodged like a frightened bird.

"Miss, ...... are you?"

Miss Emily smiled slyly, slightly outstretched the tip of her tongue, and tapped her delicate lips.

"No, Mr. Captain. My teacher once told me that men and women are far apart, and they may not be exclaimed by the same thing in their lives. But the distance between men and women is very close, calling names, holding hands, hugging, kissing, and the two can be intimate. ”

She raised her hand and shook her fingers like a dance: "I admit that I have no ill feelings towards you, but again, you haven't been able to attract me. ”

"Is it abrupt? I apologize. Zilnede bowed again, "Please allow me to make up for my mistakes with today's rich itinerary." ”

"I'm tired."

"On this beautiful coast we will enjoy a relaxing midsummer afternoon. Sunshine, sea breeze, fresh fruit, wine...... For lunch, the seabird sandwich was the most famous seabird at the Navy banquet, and I brought the ship's best shooters with me. ”

"They are the pride of the French Navy, and under my command they have defeated countless ferocious enemies, and their elite fame has spread throughout the Caribbean seas!"

Listening to Zilned's impassioned speech, to be honest, Miss Emily was a little sleepy......

The so-called elites who smelled of sweat and other strange smells didn't interest her at all, but fortunately, Zilned, who held such a group of soldiers, was becoming interesting to her.

Power is an expensive piece of jewelry that a man wears, both expensive and jewelry, which is Miss Emily's favorite.

She especially knows how to deal with such a scene.

With this in mind, Miss Emily opened the folding fan to cover her mouth, and let out a soft sigh of "ah" in surprise.

"Mr. Captain, are these Mr. Sailors the best warriors in the world?"

"Of course it is!" Zilnede smiled proudly, "With strong winds and huge waves, tumbling on the bumpy deck, as long as you get close to the death distance of 30 meters, my soldiers can open the enemy's skulls with lead bullets." They are the best sharpshooters in the world, invincible in a rocking battleship, not to mention a flock of wild birds that live on land. ”

"With such a loyal warrior, you will definitely have a bright future, right?"

"Correct, there won't be." Zilnede kissed the tips of his fingers and showed his rank to Miss Emily, "28-year-old major, undefeated in battle, I am destined to become a general, and sooner or later I will stand in front of the monarch with the crown of nobility on my head. ”

Miss Emily looked longing, "I really want to see this with my own eyes." ”

"You'll see." Zilnede stepped forward and reached for Miss Emily's waist.

Miss Emily smiled and dodged again, pointing to the archer's platform that had been built, "Let's enjoy the hunt, Mr. Captain, Emily is hungry." ”

"Hunting...... Hunting ......" Zilnede laughed awkwardly, "Today's prey is a bit cunning." ”

……

At the sound of an order, the hunt began.

The shooters lined up along the tidal flats, each standing in search of their prey.

The white pelican lives close to the sea and does not like the end of the tidal flats that are too dry, and the firing range of more than 50 meters makes every shooter a little uneasy, so that no one has fired the most confident first shot.

The bored Miss Emily gradually lost her patience, and Zilnede saw it in her eyes, and the expression on her face grew cold.

He called the adjutant to his side and whispered, "Wait any longer, my prey will run away, second lieutenant." ”

"Yes! Mr! I'm going to urge them! ”

Urging, impatient, ill-prepared.

Under increasing pressure, a shooter finally fired the first shot, boom!

The buckshot flew out, began to deflect at more than 20 meters, drifted farther and farther, perfectly avoided the target, and hit a turb on the tidal flat.

The birds flew up.

The hula chaos alarmed the other shooters on standby, and the gunshots rang out in succession, and as expected, they failed to hit any targets.

Miss Emily opened her mouth silently, hurriedly put on just the right amount of adoration and ignorance, took the initiative to tug at Zilned's sleeve, and said timidly, "Mr. Captain, the wind ...... It's huge. ”

"Wind ...... Yes...... This damn wind! "This damn wind is really disturbing, sorry, miss, the sky is full of wild birds flying around, and we can only wait patiently a little longer in order not to hurt the innocent." ”

"You're so merciful."

"We are soldiers, and if we abandon mercy, will we not be like wild beasts?"

Zilnede suddenly regained his self-confidence, and searched his stomach to make another city for his own face.

"Miss probably doesn't know that shooting at the beach is always full of accidents, like the gust of wind now. In such a strong wind, no matter how good a shooter is, he will not be able to hit the target, wait for the wind, wait for the waves, and overcome everything, that is ......"

Boom!

A gunshot erupted in the distance, and a soaring white pelican fell.

Miss Emily looked stunned, and subconsciously blurted out: "Ah, I ...... hit"

Zilnede almost turned his back on his back and took a few breaths before reluctantly continuing the conversation.

"There are no absolutes in the world, and the luck of the moment is amazing, but if you mistake luck for the ...... of strength"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Steady and fast, there were five more gunshots, each of which was the death of a pelican, and each of which was the scattering of birds.

When the gunshots are over, the birds are gone, and the sky above the tidal flats is full of danger, even if it is not the time to hunt, they are willing to go to the sea to survive!

Miss Emily tilted her head to look at the clear sky, and thoughtfully squeezed out a smile: "Mr. Captain, Mother once said that red wine and bread are supreme delicacies, perhaps, God just doesn't want us to miss out on the delicious food......"

"Perhaps......" Zilnede gritted his teeth and gnashed his teeth, looking at the place where the unseen sound came from, "but that kind of food needs to be helped, I think, gallows...... How is it? ”