After about two weeks, the vanguard of the wolf family finally arrived at the outskirts of Innsbruck City.

"Sure enough, a trench was dug." Viscount Heinrich looked at the position in the distance and said.

Since escaping the Black Death** last time, he has traveled south to borrow the Free Territory of Verona, and then entered the border of the Lombard Territory, where he met the Wolf family army as they prepared to invade.

Then, as a matter of course, he was caught.

As the only member of the legation to make it back alive, the army decided that he had enough valuable information about Bavaria in his head, and forcibly recruited him to fight with the army on this ground.

Heinrich also had no problem with this, because the military commander who led the team this time was none other than His Excellency Alberto, the demigod of the Wolf family, nicknamed "The Hidden Strings".

It is said that the level of this Hidden String is around lv.20-25, which is a relatively weak grade among demigods. However, no matter how weak a demigod is, he is also a demigod, and there is absolutely no problem with at least destroying the city of Innsbruck with one slap.

Of course, considering that the current upper limit of the Demon Tide level is only lv.10, after slapping the city, most of the demigods themselves will also fall spiritually out of control, so the garrison of Your Excellency Hidden Strings is more of a role in stabilizing morale, and most of them will not directly participate in the battle.

This did not prevent Heinrich from scolding him.

"Now the one who is guarding Innsbruck is Sigmund, Count of Tyrol." "This is an old-school aristocrat, with a good and stubborn character, and he does not give in easily. However, he had served in the military in his early years, and he was not a novice in warfare, so please keep an eye on the Hidden Strings. ”

"Hmm." Alberto pinched his mustache and said, "The other side has dug so many trenches, obviously trying to make the city of Innsbruck a nail in our march to the north. ”

"Yes." Heinrich flattered, "Your Excellency, from here to the north is the Ahenau Mountains, and it is necessary to pass through the valleys of the foothills of the Alps to reach the city of Mingxing, and the supply line into the mountains will inevitably drag on for a long time. ”

"If Innsbruck cannot be solved, but instead choose to bypass them and continue north, then they can send troops at any time to cut off the supply lines in our rear. Therefore, the nail must be removed. ”

"I'm afraid it's hard to pull out." Alberto sneered, "The other party is obviously well prepared. The Lord of Filth...... Why didn't he destroy Innsbruck before? ”

Heinrich slandered in his heart, you didn't tell me about the filthy lord before the mission, and now you come to ask me about him, how do I know?

He bowed his head deeply and said respectfully, "Your Excellency the Lord of Filth, who once spread a large number of rats and diseases in the city. As for why it didn't destroy the city, I don't know. ”

"After all, I was born in a pure-blood hermitage and was used to being arrogant. I used to see him speak in a very coherent manner, and I thought he was a lord of filth with rare sense, but now he seems to be nothing more than an arrogant madman. Alberto pondered, "In any case, it is a fact that Innsbruck City has suffered a heavy blow, otherwise it would not be possible to assume a passive posture. ”

"Let the vanguard advance and occupy the trench in front of the city!"

"Yes!" The adjutant of the army beside him was given the order.

The Wolf family army immediately set off, rushing to the forefront is the strongest white wolf swordsman, named after the white body of the bulletproof ceramic suit, the bulletproof shield in the left hand, the broadsword in the right hand, and rushed up in groups.

Inside the trench, Innsbruck's riflemen began to shoot as well, staggered lines of fire strafing above the ground, cutting through the chest, abdomen, limbs, and head of the white wolf swordsman.

Except for those who were unfortunately shot in the heart and other critical positions, most of the white wolf swordsmen continued to charge without sluggishness, and when the ** strength reached a certain strength, the lethality of ordinary bullets was already limited.

Rushing to the edge of the trench, the white wolf swordsmen jumped down the trench and fought with the riflemen inside, which soon turned into a one-sided slaughter, with bullets on one side and swords on the other side mowing the grass, so that the outer trench's defense line collapsed almost immediately.

The firing power on the battlefield quickly waned, followed by the gray wolf gunners, the ordinary militiamen of Lombardy and Burgundy, known for their gray linen uniforms. ** In terms of strength, it is far weaker than the White Wolf Swordsman, but it is superior in numbers, and at this time, it rushes up like a wave, boundless, enough to make anyone who witnesses this scene despair.

"Let the fortress group fire." The lookout on the rampart, the Count of Innsbruck ordered.

"Understood." Alfred turned his head and said a few words, and then persuaded him, "My lord, let's come down." The city walls were easy targets for enemy artillery fire. ”

"At least they haven't moved out of the artillery yet." The Count said coldly, "Soon, they will pay for it. ”

A few bunkers above the trenches were suddenly erected with guns of hideous steel. A barrage of barrage swept into the crowd of gray wolf gunners, and the militiamen fell like wheat under a sickle, setting off a bloody storm.

"Let the White Wolf Swordsmen get rid of those forts." Alberto ordered.

"My lord, I'll take a look." Heinrich said carefully, "The locations of those forts are so cleverly designed that if you want to go around the rear entrance, you will inevitably be exposed to machine-gun fire. If I recognize it correctly, it should be the special general-purpose machine gun "Black Swan W" of the Bavarian Weapons Bureau, which can reach a theoretical rate of fire of 1200 rounds per minute, and even the White Wolf Swordsman cannot withstand such a dense fire. ”

"Send snipers to cover." Alberto said indifferently.

In the intermittent strafing sound of machine guns, a sniper-specific explosion suddenly sounded. Each sound was accompanied by a sudden mute of machine-gun fire, and the White Wolf swordsmen took advantage of the situation to rush towards the fortress.

However, within a few seconds, the clatter of the machine gun sounded again, and the white wolf swordsman who rushed to the forefront was instantly hit with hundreds of bullets, and the whole person was knocked back several meters away by the thrust of the bullet, and all the flesh and blood in the chest and abdomen were blurred.

"They must have built tunnels underneath the fort." Heinrich said, "You can send someone to replace the snipered machine gunner at any time." ”

"Hmm." Alberto was noncommittal, and suddenly looked up sharply. A slender sniper bullet stayed thirty centimeters in front of his skull, spinning in the air at an almost indiscernible speed, but not advancing a single mile.

"You can't die." In the distance, Mi'er lowered her rifle and said.

"Expected." Asker said to Sheila, who was holding a telescope next to him, "See, this guy's main sequence is storm, and the law should also strengthen the ability related to air pressure, and even the bullets of the sniper rifle can't shoot in." ”

"And how are we going to kill him?" Eleanor asked.

"I'll talk about it when I have a chance." Asker looked at the stalemate battle ahead, and suddenly felt a little nostalgic for some reason.

Rifle charges, machine gun strafing, trench fortresses barbed wire, and now the military technology of the HRE Empire is still at the level of World War I in real history. Although there are no planes, there are power armor, snipers and artillerymen, etc., which is quite exciting for ordinary players.

However, for professional players, the difficulty is somewhat unsatisfactory, far less difficult and dangerous than the follow-up battle of the HRE against the Holy See: self-propelled robots, magnetic adsorption batteries, anti-personnel mines emerge in an endless stream, snipers have electron-optical camouflage, artillery has been retired from active service, replaced by guided rockets, helicopter gunships, and combat mobile fortresses are washed everywhere.

Subsequently, miniature nuclear bombs were dropped everywhere, which was simply ruthless.

However, to a certain extent, using this kind of low-intensity war to let the girls gradually adapt is also a pretty good choice at present.

Just as Aske was pondering, a message came from Alfred, asking the people of the Blue Sword to help clear the white wolf swordsmen in the trenches.

"Okay then." Aske waved his hand, "Let's ......"

"All hands on deck!" Sidlifa yelled.