Chapter Seventy-Nine, Assault Concert!

"Oops! Those people are fanatical fans of mine! It's obviously a surprise concert! There are so many people! Everyone!! Okay!! ”

In the distance, a girl with a spear in her hand and a dragon's horn and tail growing on her body was smiling with joy and saying things without any nervousness.

Are you kidding? Or do you really think it's a concert? Or do you really think of yourself as a world-class idol? Who can say for sure?

When summoned, the madness attribute was attached, causing the spearman to be extremely frantic in his thoughts, and he couldn't communicate in the language of ordinary people!

What's even more unrelieved is that the spear in her hand is wrapped with strange threads......

In fact, the gun wasn't that powerful, and the real scary thing was that it was equipped with a wireless microphone - that's why there were so many wires on it!

According to the Maniac Lancer's own claims, this weapon is shocking! Microphones, speakers, dry ice, lighting, agents, sound supervisors, music producers, and more are essential for stage events! Everything but the kitchen sink! It is said that being able to connect to her [company] during her lifetime and cooperate with her singing skills can be called a human ...... No, for primates...... No, to intelligent bio-killing machines!

She was running and walking, looking happy. Generally speaking, idols give the impression that they are not very good at physical exercise, and she looks very indifferent.

"When I think of having fans looking forward to me, of course I have to work hard!"

That's what she claimed......

Beside her, a blonde girl in a blue and white men's suit with a thin sword in her hand lowered the brim of her hat and let out a sneer.

Hasn't this man discovered that his singing voice was devastating? Is it really dull? Or is it simply stupid? Who knows......

In short, this guy with a brain problem can't communicate. She was deeply touched by this.

(However, her personality is just right.) This little girl who likes to make a big show, you can attract the attention of the enemy to me. )

The mad swordsman who lowered his hat quietly changed the course of his actions, and gradually broke away from the mad lancer.

The two of them took the lead, and behind the mad lancer, floating in mid-air, was a half-ball mask, his hands had completely turned into blood-colored claw blades, and he was wearing a tattered black cloak, such a ghostly man, he was muttering something in a resentful tone.

It's an uncomfortable combination.

I didn't see Joan of Arc on the battlefield, probably because she was still adjusting Fafner, right? The dragon that is terrified when he sees Siegfried is simply a dragon with a frightened bow!

What do you want it for!

The enemy vanguard had already made contact with the French.

The Wyvern descended from the sky and swooped down on the line of the Union Française

A hearty laugh escaped from under Leonidas' helmet, and he mustered up his energy and roared:

"Give them back to me!"

"Yes!"

The French let out an earth-shattering roar, followed by the sound of gunfire.

The soldiers lined up in several columns, because the enemy was descending from the sky, so it was enough to raise the muzzle of the gun, and there was no need to crouch down in the first row.

"Shoot, shoot! This is the world-famous three-stage strike! The first echelon shoots the second echelon reloaded! Don't stop the barrage! ”

Suddenly, a crisp female voice was inserted into the battle with overflowing pleasure.

This voice Yagi Yukisai had never heard before, but it felt familiar, and when he turned around, he saw a beautiful black military uniform, with a neat military hat on her head, long black hair like a waterfall, and a girl flowing on a red cloak, wielding a command knife, dividing the French soldiers into two queues.

You can't go wrong, Oda Nobunaga......

How did she get here?

Didn't you say that you flew over with Ziggy?

Yes......

Yagi Yukisai suddenly understood what was going on.

This guy, should he ...... Forcibly snatched Siegfried's affair and rushed into the teleporter, right? Siegfried is the type who won't refuse others, but if he was asked by Nobunaga, he would definitely agree to him!

In Oda Nobunaga's time, muskets were a cumbersome thing that took a lot of time to load, so she invented the three-stage attack pattern, which greatly reduced the frequency of muskets.

In 18th-century France, flintlock muskets were less cumbersome to reload, but single-shot tunnel muskets still spent a lot of time wasting time on reloading.

Therefore, the idea of a three-stage strike is still completely feasible. Obviously she hadn't gone through much training, Nobunaga's noisy voice was unexpectedly very convincing, and she used the back of the command knife to cut the soldiers' platoons, and then commanded to shoot, load, and shoot again.

According to the layers of the queue, it is divided into echelons of French muskets for battle, and the roaring ammunition instantly forms a barrage.

The famous Oda Nobunaga three-stage attack actually unfolded again on the land of France, and Yagi could only sigh that sure enough, the journey of human salvation in the Chaldees would encounter such a wonderful thing.

The guns and ammunition reinforced by the French caster would fly out of the muzzle with a swaying blue-white arc of light with each knock. It is almost impossible for a normal bullet to penetrate the scales of the fantasy species, unless it has a special magical power attached to it.

Thanks to the efforts of this white-clad caster, the French army now has no ammunition to worry about at all.

"Hey, I said, Nobunaga, although I already guessed. But...... You won't ......?"

"Ah, I'm here for Zigfeisan! Oops, it's all said, it's okay not to take me for such a fun thing! It's so out-of-this, you guy! Leave it to me! Let you see the world-famous Nobunaga three-stage strike! Ha ha! ”

Oda Nobunaga didn't understand what he meant correctly, and thought he was moved, laughing, and took the initiative to pick up a musket - it was the French army. She seemed to have a great interest in this weapon, which had been invented since his time, and after a while, she played with it for a while, and began to shoot at the wyvern, and then reloaded.

Yagi Yukisai sighed, and didn't bother to care about him, what else can he do now?

People are coming.

Although I really want to ask her to go back and change Siegfried back, I guess she won't listen to herself with this temperament.

It's not very stressful anyway...... That's it.

Nobunaga's Noble Phantasm can unleash a barrage of ultra-wide areas, which is a salvo of about 3,000 muskets, which is enough to fight these wyverns.

Originally, she was worried that Nobunaga would go berserk, so she was not allowed to come, but she still came. This is probably called stealing chickens and rice. Perhaps, it should be said, it would be better to live without self-inflicted sin?

Yagi Yukisai thought to himself while releasing the strong wind of the holy sword in his hand to block the flying dragon that flew down, and at the same time, a little under his feet, the whole person flew into the sky like a dragon, and the holy sword in his hand waved, cutting the throat of the oncoming flying dragon at that time.

With his strength, he couldn't cut its neck with a single blow, and the blood gushing was enough, and the more the wailing wyvern fluttered, the more the wound spurted from the violent movement.

After a few flutters, the wyvern fell to the ground.

"Good time!"

Leonida shouted, the muscles of his arms burst out, and it was obvious that the blood vessels were clinging to the outer wall of the muscles that seemed to be marble, and the big shield was raised, and the shield like the golden city wall easily stopped the corpse of the falling wyvern, and then, the spear in his hand was ruthless, and it came over and struck the body of the wyvern, and actually sent it out like a cannonball!

"Good! What a warrior! We can't lose either! ”

As if infected by his heroism, Second Lieutenant Buwannaba followed his mood and shouted at the French army.

He was greeted by the increasingly dense sound of gunfire.