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Segal II triumphantly lifted the curtain and invited Spiket to visit his deployment. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

These things surprised Spitcot as the equipment being deployed seemed to magically conjure. He gasped, looked at Segal II who was walking in front of him, and subconsciously grasped the serpentine sword handle hanging from his waist. Only in this way did his heart settle down a little.

In the open space outside the golden tent, a baggage cart lifted the gray linen hijab, revealing secrets that Spiccott was not aware of under the baggage. Originally thought to be a supply of grain and grass, on the baggage frame, there are wooden beams and poles of regular size that have been sent to the front of the village by a famous royal soldier to assemble, and a row of tower-type powerful stone throwers have begun to take shape.

At the front of a row of unassembled tower-mounted powerful stone throwers, masked soldiers in light leather armor escorted a firearm that Mensbicott had never seen before, which he identified as the pungent smell of gunpowder he had smelled as he followed Segal II as he approached them.

"Do you know what these things are?" Segal II raised an eyebrow and looked arrogantly at Spitcot who was accompanying him behind him, "These are the only good things Trirech has done for me since he got the Merissa Dock. ”

"Is it a large firearm on Sunset Island?" Spiket slurred, "I smell a pungent smell. ”

In front of Spiket's eyes, the mysterious firearms were propped up by wheeled pushers, the main bodies of which were covered with jet-black barrels that were much longer than the usual hand cannons, and these barrels were closely arranged together to form a rectangular barrel curtain wall almost one person high, which looked like the surface of a hornet's nest.

"You have a good nose, but your spies are very unprofessional in these technical investigations." Segal II snorted contemptuously, then reached out and patted Spiket's shoulder heavily, "This is Sunset Island's latest invention of firearms, organ cannons, also known as 'Sky Thunder Boom', see those swarthy barrels?" When the tubes burst into flames, small lead-cast projectiles ejected from dozens of densely arranged barrels in the organ cannon. Not only is the sound frightening, but the dense buckshot is not at all as effective as when hundreds of archers fire in a salvo at the same time. And these masked and lightly armed soldiers, but don't underestimate them, they are Parrett Wallace's Sunset Island guards. ”

Spitcot begins to become suspicious, suspicious of the evil faith that he abandoned Arcana and switched to. Doubt the true intentions of the magical Trian Demon God. He knew everything, so much so that he was paralyzed and ignored his surroundings. However, the demon god had forgotten to tell him something important—Trirech's vision, Segal II's secret preparations, and only emphasized his vain promises.

His face grew pale, as if the crown was rapidly disappearing from him.

Every action in the camp of the King's coalition army was naturally watched by the soldiers defending the city in White Town. For them, the strategic plan deliberately made by Segal II was quite obvious, which was to expose their minds to an incomparably powerful visual impact, especially the tower-like powerful stone throwers and the unknown equipment pushed by the strangely dressed masked soldiers, so that the atmosphere of fear gradually spread in the city and under the city of Whitetown.

The walls of Whitetown were silent, but uneasy, with a looming cloud of gloom over each soldier's face. The same is true of Earl Hengerson. He admits that he has been affected by the fear of stress, but he doesn't say what he thinks in his heart.

The golden tent in the king's camp was neatly armored one after another, and people in cloaks hurriedly stepped into it.

"Alert all fighters, we will soon have a bloody battle." Earl Anderson's lips were chapped, as if he had foreseen the near future.

Durant, who gave the order, immediately conveyed Earl Anderson's order, and there were bursts of swords unsheathed and bows drawn one after another in and down the city of White Town.

Although the Count had a slight insight into Segal II's intentions, he seized the opportunity to line up his troops to resist. But it couldn't stop the tide of fate that was approaching like a tide, and no matter what, it couldn't be stopped.

The strategizing Segal II slapped the golden chair, and a general came out of the curtain and raised the command flag standing on the side of the golden horde, "Tower stone thrower!" Start reloading! ”

The sound of a squeaky wood machine, the tower-mounted powerful stone thrower lowered its projectile arm.

The soldiers of White Town bowed their heads for a moment, hiding behind the battlements and stone walls, quietly listening to the fate of the goddess Arcana. Only the mechanics who operated the defensive ballistas loaded their ballistas and held the firing posts on the walls.

"Put!" The general waved the command flag, the tower-type powerful stone throwing machine waved the projectile arm, and a dead cow flew up from the stone throwing machine, flying from the sky with a foul smell over the city wall. The moment the dead cow hit the ground, the stumps splattered, the filth flowed everywhere, and a strong smell of corruption rose from the town of White, making the civilians and soldiers retch.

In the town of White, the humming of flies broke the silence in a very discordant way.

"Correct the ballistics! Aim for the walls! The general's shouts were sonorous, and in his eyes, the stone walls of White Town were nothing more than soft cakes.

Earl Henson galloped down the stone wall in the escort of Durant and Custer's personal guards.

"Stone Bullet!" The cries of terror led to a roar, and stones the size of rolling stones rained down from the sky, slamming into the walls and the houses of Whitetown. With just one stone-throwing attack, the walls of White Town were blasted out of one large hole after another by the slammed stone projectiles, and many defenders fell down the stone walls, killed and injured by the flying stones. The powerful power of the tower-type powerful stone thrower made the defenders stunned.

"My goddess! Their firearms are approaching! Ballista, ballista! The garrison panicked, they knew the power of the Sunset Island hand cannons, and each of these approaching terrifying firearms was undoubtedly a collection of dozens of hand cannons.

"Not yet in range!" Despite this, the mechanic on the stone wall hurriedly manipulated the obviously backward ballista on the stone wall tower.

"But we're in their range!" The daring soldier hid behind the firing holes in the battlements and watched, and at the same time let out an exclamation.

In their eyes, the strange firearms that advanced slightly stopped only three hundred yards away from the stone wall, and the masked soldiers pounded the gunpowder, stuffed the lead projectiles into the barrels, and lifted the curtain wall-like barrels through the winches.

"Whoosh!" The ballistas on the tower of Whitetown let out a heavy bang, and the ballista bolts fired from the strings flew out of the tower. But the thunder is loud and the rain is small. The ballista bolt was only about 250 yards away before it fell to the ground, losing its due power. Those masked soldiers were even more fearless of such ballista shelling, and stood calmly in place. Instead, the masked soldiers began to wave the pennants in their hands.

"Keep going!" Even though the ballista posed little threat to the King's firearms, the defenders of White Town still regarded the ballista as a lifesaver, and as soon as the shouts came out, the masked soldiers outside the city who were wielding the firearms had already pulled out their hooks and hooked the bolts on the tail of the organ gun guard. In a swift pull, the muzzle of the organ cannon immediately began to flicker with fire, followed by one violent explosion after another.

There was a wail on the wall, some soldiers staggered and fell down the stone wall, covered with bloody holes, some soldiers covered their faces, their hands covered with blood and let out heart-rending screams, and some soldiers had lead bullets pierced into their heads and died on the stone wall without a word. More soldiers shivered helplessly behind the battlements.

"Lord of the Prairie, before they attack the city, we ourselves have already been defeated! I beg orders to pack up those abominable firearms, we have blazing-fast Caster patrol riders! Equipped with a sharp sword! I am willing to lead the light cavalry to attack, and I will never fall in love! Just to destroy those firearms! Seeing this, Durant beat his chest, he knew that if the soldiers defending the city lost the courage to fight, even the strong walls would not be enough to withstand a single attack from the enemy.

The incessant sound of explosions was like a death knell. Although the lead bullet did not penetrate the stone wall, the dense barrage not only made these defenders lose the courage to raise their heads, but also the stray bullets that kept running around still made many people unable to dodge at all and were injured by bullets.

"Give the order! My lord! Durant gritted his teeth, and the incessant wails of the wounded fighters echoed in his ears.

"Hey! But you have to be prepared to die, and I need you to take a detour from the flanks with a detachment of Caster patrol light cavalry, and withdraw immediately when you destroy Segal Saxon's firearms! Earl Anderson let out a long sigh, and now sending the Custer patrol light cavalry to charge the flank of the firearm was not a solution.

Before Earl Anderson could finish speaking, another stone bullet attack from a tower-type powerful stone thrower knocked down several sections of the stone wall again, and the lead bullet penetrated through the hole in the stone wall into the town of White, flying right next to Earl Custer. Even Durant in front of him lowered his head in shock, "Lead the horse!" Lead the horse! Follow me, 1st Company of Custer Patrol Hussars! ”