Twentieth day of the Conquest of Fizerin

With a loud trumpet, Nolan looked up at the enemy trenches opposite. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After a while, the lily banner that had been watched for many days appeared in the field of vision, and Nolan sighed and sighed with relief in his heart.

"Get up! The Bretanians are coming again! Don't stand there silly! Get me back to the defensive position! As he spoke, he kicked the numb soldiers one by one, "What's the matter!" Hurry up and get moving! ”

The soldiers finally got moving, and Noah casually picked up the bullet and pressed it into the rifle next to him, this new rifle imported from nowhere was much stronger than the original old musket, at least in terms of rate of fire.

The bullets made of brass are a bit like the Lee Enfield rifle from the Earth era, of course, the structure and parts are definitely different, these are not the point, but the mysterious narrator explains to you why it suddenly changed from a buckshot musket to a rear magazine rifle......

Well, that's not the point, the point is that Noah found the well-hidden infantry cannon, and his friend John.

Speaking of which, the infantry artillery was well hidden, but in fact it was all about piling up sandbags and weeds nearby, and during air raids and artillery bombardments, they were pushed down in the holes dug further behind, and the enemy would pull them out when they attacked.

At first, there were a dozen or so similar anti-magic armored guns (i.e., infantry guns using solid and enchanted shells) on this front, but they were quickly destroyed in the preparation of the Bretanian artillery and air strikes, and after losing two-thirds of the artillery, the idiots remembered to hide the artillery and pull it out after the air and artillery bombardment was over.

Nolan knew about this, of course, but that didn't mean that the rest of the artillery would survive, and only John's one could continue to be used in this area.

"Hey, John! Is your cannon okay? ”

“…… Nolan? Sorry your business is too small for me to hear clearly. ”

Nolan shrugged, John had been injured in the ear by artillery in the previous battle, plus the various melee between the Breton soldiers and the regular army of Fizerin, the white-knuckle battle had been fought three times, and there seemed to be few officers in the entire position who survived, at least here.

Anyway, by the time Nolan reacted, he had already been elected as the interim commander by the surviving soldiers, and it was curious when this strange-sounding organization came into being.

"I said - can the artillery still work!"

"Ah, I hear you! The big cigar is fine, don't worry! ”

Sounds good, but Nolan didn't expect the final cannon to destroy the magic armor, the iron shell on the opposite side was really fast, but the aiming time of the cannon was still ......

"Hey, Nolan! Do you think we'll survive? ”

"Sa, I don't know...... In previous battles, we all knew that the quality and weapons of the Breton soldiers were better than ours, and they were also supported by the air force. Nolan opened the kettle and took a sip, "No matter what they want to do, we'll just be crucified here, and if we run away, ......"

Nolan didn't say what would happen if he fled, but anyone could see the cross erected at the back of the position, and the corpses on it were deserters and so-called 'enemy elements', and everyone could see the fate of men and women as long as they were reported.

"Don't be discouraged, Nolan Boy!" John interrupted Nolan's sigh, "In short, we have to survive, the troops on the opposite side are not enough, and this is not the only line of defense to stop the advance of the Brittanians, it is impossible to always use heavy troops with us here." ”

"That's right, I also cite those people...... What the hell is that? "Nolan didn't finish speaking when he saw the Bretanian soldiers start to advance, and there were still a lot of heavily armored guys in the skirmish line with large barrels, a bit like muskets, but there weren't any normal humans who could use firearms of that calibre?

"Maybe it's some kind of heavy infantry, maybe you can find a medal from them." John shrugged indifferently, and showed Nolan the trophy he had found on his chest, the Green Leaf Medal he had found from the corpse of a Breton soldier.

"You'd better the big cigar well, I'll find the green leaves when the battle is over!"

"I hope so, boy Nolan."

At this moment, there was a sharp whistling sound in the air, and the experienced veterans fell to the ground for the first time, and those recruits who had just come up with reinforcements would have to be sorry if they didn't have time to do the same.

Because the thunderous explosion was deafening, to the surprise of the defenders, the enemy did not stop preparing for artillery fire when the infantry attacked, and the officers and soldiers of Britannia were all monsters?

In fact, the officers and soldiers were not monsters, and the soldiers who were attacking were equally afraid of being hit by friendly troops, but fortunately, the artillery preparation only lasted about a minute, except for a dozen or so soldiers who were advancing too fast and were blown into parts, and the others were able to continue the attack with pale faces.

It's just that the soldiers in the trenches are not lucky at all, and the sudden shelling uses a variety of ammunition, the common solid and incendiary shells are not surprising, but the gas bombs and stinky cloud bombs instantly empty some of the enemy positions.

Nolan didn't have time to worry about this, as soon as the shelling stopped, he shouted, "Prepare for battle!" The enemy's infantry is coming up soon! ”

At this time, there were already first-class shooters who began to shoot, and the scattered gunfire caused some people to fall from time to time on the opposite straggler line, but the other side showed no signs of collapse and fear at all, especially the black-clad officers with big caps here!

"Trash! It's time to prove to Her Majesty the Empress what you are capable of, for the sake of Brittany! Charge! ”

It was the black-clothed officer with the big cap in Nolan's eyes who spoke, and the command knife in his hand pointed forward, and the soldiers around him immediately began to charge like madmen!

"Don't be stupid! Shoot! Kill these Breton soldiers! ”

Nolan fired several shots at the big cap, only one of which hit the enemy in the chest, but unfortunately there was magic, magic, or special armor on it, and it only allowed the bastard to lie down for a short time before getting back to his feet.

Faced with the pervert who couldn't be killed, he could only turn his target to other soldiers, but those heavily armed soldiers with large barrels pulled the trigger in their hands at a distance of more than ten meters from the trench.

The slender flames surged out in an instant, and the soldiers who were hit wailed and dropped their weapons and rolled around, but the flames on their bodies seemed to have been specially treated, and there was no way to extinguish them at all!

"What a goddamn bastard." Nolan cursed in a low voice, but the artillery on John's side suddenly opened fire, and the heavily armored soldiers who were targeted were directly exploded, and a ball of flames exploded in the crowd, injuring at least dozens of people.

But Nolan didn't have time to cheer on John, because after the war there was magic armor on the flanks. (To be continued.) )