In the distance, the ship sank into the water, the mast fell on the sand, the sails were stained with blood, and there were lion men throwing off their armor everywhere.

Bullets come in every twenty seconds, as do cannonballs, turning ordinary canal beaches into bloody places of death.

No lion had any idea of confrontation, after all, the mighty Templars had not escaped the skull-blasting blow of the invisible Grim Reaper, so why should they be sent to their deaths.

"Ten great ships, and so they perished."

In the midst of the war that will determine the survival of Tomorrowtown, Hood, the current priest of the village, also arrives at the scene.

He witnessed the cannon destroy ten sails at a long distance, and for a moment he was shocked by the power of the cannon, and his ears and tails trembled.

Now the artillery has just begun to develop, and the monthly production has not kept up, and when the population grows later, the production rate is getting faster and faster.

When the speed of production came up, dozens of cannons were lined up in a row before the war, and a round of bombardment passed, and no matter how thick the city wall was, it could not withstand it.

"Lionheart has been defeated, and it will be impossible to defeat us in the future."

As the priest said this, he felt a heavier burden on his shoulders.

The borders of the kingdom need troops to defend and build walls, and Tomorrowtown can grow rapidly until it raises an army that can sweep through the muskets and cannons of the 3,000 awakened, and then conquer the surrounding towns, free the slaves, expand the labor force, and continue to fight and become stronger, and establish itself as the king.

And Hood is the chief priest of the Allen Kingdom, a veteran-level figure, with a high and powerful position, and the gold content is many times higher than the previous priests of Datie Village.

When Hood thought of this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he was very happy.

Not only did the priests sweep away the confusion about the future, but the soldiers who wielded the muskets became more and more energetic, and the headshot rate was straight up.

Of the 240 rounds, there were more than 210 headshots, and the rest of the bullets were fired at other people's chests, and the headshot rate was as high as 90 percent!

Their hands are getting better and better, and the speed at which they reload gunpowder is getting faster and faster, and they will soon kill all the orcs on the shore.

On the other side of the river, most of the orcs had already taken off their plate armor and swam ashore, running wildly with their feet flying.

The musketeers were indifferent to this and watched them leave.

The lion soldiers were ecstatic, since the terrible cat orcs pursued them, they could run wildly, as long as they ran into the wild forest, no one could catch up with them, because the forest was very complicated, as long as they were carefully hidden, and the traces were removed, it was enough to hide themselves in the great forest.

However, their calculations were good, but they didn't expect that Alan had already calculated this.

Not long after entering the forest, a lion soldier suddenly stepped on the soles of his feet, and his whole body fell into a dirt pit, which was two meters deep, and he could still climb out after struggling after falling into it.

The lion soldiers behind saw a trap in the forest and suddenly woke up.

"There is fraud! There is fraud in the forest, everyone does not run to the forest! ”

As soon as the bushy, bearded lion man finished speaking, a black shadow flashing in the grass struck him on the back of the head with a large stick, knocking him unconscious.

"One." The blue-haired, cat-eared orc muttered, dragging the unarmored lion soldier with both hands, dragging it neatly into the grass.

"Be careful!" When a lion soldier saw this, he yelled before he could say anything, when suddenly there was a pain in the back of his head, and before he fainted, he saw a black shadow flickering in the bushes, canopy, and shadows of the forest.

Those "black shadows" are the Cat Assassins who are not equipped with guns, because of the introduction of the slave population, the Cat Clan slaves were promoted to free people, and under the teaching of the predecessors of the Assassins, they have awakened one after another, so the Assassin group has grown to more than 900 people, and the awakened number is as high as 700.

They don't have guns, but they have a will like steel, and when they move, they are a whole set of stuffy stick processes, ambush, dodge, back attack, and drag away.

When the lion soldiers behind realized that the forest was as dangerous as the musket fire, they were in a dilemma.

Behind is a skull-blaster hiding in the forest and using a steel pipe to shoot plate armor, while in front is a killer hiding in the shadows.

"What should I do?"

"There's nowhere to go, run on both sides."

The lions are desperate and don't know how to solve their dilemma.

It was also at this time that a lion man in the disguise of Tomorrow Town wore the golden lion and white soldier he had picked up, held high the blood-stained sword, and roared loudly: "Surrender, there is only one way to die if you continue!" ”

The lions didn't know him, but there were so many Templars that it was impossible to know them all, so when someone appeared in a golden lion-white cloak, someone immediately took the lead in responding.

"Surrender, we surrender!"

The lions were on their knees with their hands raised in the air, completely abandoning their dignity.

As the first warrior to surrender appeared, one after another lionmen stopped fleeing and knelt down in surrender.

"Surrender or kill!"

The musketeers stepped forward, their neat steps resounding over the riverbank, slowly surrounding the surrendering lion soldiers.