In order to let the capital predators enter the market, Alan temporarily arranged a bright muscle link, so that the merchants in other towns knew the terrifying military power of Tomorrow Town, so that they could trade with confidence.

As for the response from Wangcheng's side, Alan said that it was completely true.

The opponent's battle mode is in the era of cold weapons, and the number of muskets in Tomorrow Town has reached a certain number, and Lionheart is destined to turn the tables.

Tomorrowtown is no longer a chair on the chessboard, but a violent existence that can sit in the chess player's seat and overturn the chess table.

There is no need for him to hide anymore, now he can warn the royal city nakedly, don't move, beware of musket headshots!

Greek stepped forward, his indifferent expression struck a nerve with some of the green-uniformed orcs.

"Humph!" Ivan had a cold face, gave a loud order, and ordered everyone to assemble and line up.

The cat-eared orcs in green uniforms instantly changed their formation and formed a six-row musket formation.

Ivan examined each orc with his eyes, paced quickly to the side, and found that each orc was very neatly arranged, and it was not like a word.

He nodded in satisfaction, put his feet together, and saluted Alan:

"Report, shoot or not!"

"Permission to shoot!" Alan nodded.

Ivan turned around and shouted: "All load!" ”

There were sixty cat-like orcs in the queue this time, ten in each row, and the cat-eared orcs in the first row first dismantled the three-edged bayonets, and then took out the paper-shelled bullets from the bullet bag.

They opened their mouths, quickly tore open the corner of the paper packet with their sharp teeth, shook a small amount of gunpowder into the powder pool of the flintlock pistol, and stuffed the gunpowder into the barrel along with the projectile.

Knock knock.

The lions watched as the orcs poked their long sticks into the barrels of twenty-millimeter righteous guns, as if pounding what had just been stuffed in.

"What are they doing?"

The lions were initially confused, but gradually began to feel amused, thinking that they were playing with toys.

Gorrik touched his beard, he had just heard Ivan and Alan mention the word shooting at the same time, and he was a little nervous, but he saw sixty pikemen messing around, and thought that the other party was bluffing him.

No matter how much you mess with that long iron pipe, it is impossible to shoot at targets that are tens of meters away.

In less than fifteen seconds, the awakened people in the first row were already half-crouching on the ground, leveling the flintlock pistols, and after a second of preview, they all reported that the preview was complete.

"The first row is ready!"

"The second row is ready!"

"The third row is also ready!"

"Are they the toys, haha...... Belch! ”

Most of the lionmen laughed as they watched them count continuously.

But in the next second, Ivan shouted to shoot, and the firelight and gunfire exploded, and the smiles of the lions suddenly froze.

Bang bang!

The flintlock pistols in the first row rang out ten times, and the fire flashed out, and a loud gunshot sounded.

Bang bang bang –

The muskets in the second row also burst into a flash of bright fire, and the strange sound of ten guns pierced the lionman's ears, making them wide-eyed.

The musket formation formed by Ivan was a six-company musket formation, and the third row fired one second after the second row, and immediately squatted.

The fourth, fifth, and sixth rows fired one after another, forming a tight and continuous linear barrage, and the white smoke slowly rose into the air with a strange loud noise.

The lions were unconscious, and their cold hairs stood on end.

It wasn't until the end of the six salvos that the lions looked at each other and found that everyone's tails were already erect and they were nervous.

"What just happened?"

"It's so loud, I hear the screeching sound of something breaking through the air."

"It's fast, I can't see what that thing is, those iron cylinders are strange, be careful."

The Templar guards behind Glick quietly touched Glick's side and secretly protected Lord Glick.

"Don't worry, they don't dare to openly confront Lionheart, let's go see if that thing hits." Gorrik frowned and gestured so that the Templars would not be overly nervous.

A few dozen meters away was not too far, and Glick had already seen that the targets were the upper body plates of the warriors.

At this time, Marianne led the way with a smile, wagging her proud cat tail, and said, "You may not have felt it deeply just now, but it doesn't matter, let's get closer and see how those steel plate armor targets are doing?" ”

It's okay if Marianne doesn't say it, but everyone was shocked when she said this.

"What do you say, the target plate armor in the distance is made of steel?"

"I guess it's ordinary iron armor."

"What's the point of using steel, can that thing break through?"

The lions bragged all the way, still hoping to be lucky, but the smile on their faces faded until they had a bitter face.

"I ...... I saw the big hole. The Templars' eyes widened, and they were the first to see the large blurry hole.

"Where's the big hole?"

"I saw it too, it seems like there is a big hole in the helmet of each plate armor."

The lions approached the target and finally saw the true face of the plate armor.

Dusty and simple plate armor, plate armor and helmet are branded with morning glory patterns and saltpeter patterns.

Glick looked at the lines and immediately knew that these plates were the original 4,300 private army plates, and the material was real steel, not ordinary iron.

As Glick walked down, he saw that the helmets of each piece of plate armor had large holes.

Until he saw the lines of the lion's head, his face froze completely, and his voice was a little stuck: "This is the pattern of the royal city, the pattern of the lionheart king......"

The tails of all the merchants went from slightly erect to straight, and their hair exploded.

The pattern of the royal city is here, indicating that the Templars from the royal city have fallen, or that they have disarmed and surrendered.

"These big holes are fake, maybe they existed before?" There are lion people who are not reconciled and have hope.

Seeing this, Alan appeared with a smile, stretched out a hand, and took Minister Ivan's flintlock pistol.

"Since everyone doesn't believe it, I'll shoot it on the spot, and let's take a closer look at the power." Alan pulled out the paper shell bullet from Ivan's bullet pack.

"Don't."

"We believed."

The lions quickly shook their heads, afraid that Eren would target them.

"No, you don't believe it." Allen loaded quickly, tearing the bullets from the paper shells, priming the cartridges, stuffing the gunpowder and bullets, and stabbing them quickly with a strip, and the body of the gun was raised diagonally.

Everyone didn't see him aiming, only saw him press the board directly.

Bang!

The lions' hearts skipped a beat, their blood flowed faster, and they heard small thunder explode in their ears.

A plate armor on the other side of the muzzle suddenly trembled, bounced two meters on its own without being touched by outsiders, and then carried out a parabolic falling motion with acceleration and fell to the ground with a bang.

The lions waited for a few seconds, and when they saw that the plate armor was motionless after it landed, they all stepped out of their big thick legs, and impatiently formed a circle, probing the plate armor's chest.

Sure enough, there was a brand new hole, and the diameter of the hole was about the size of their thumb.

"It's plate armor, it's pierced like that."

A certain lion man in charge of the blacksmith business turned pale and trembled.

"And it is a royal army plate armor forged by the royal city, made of pure steel, and the quality is much better than that of the private army." Glick looked at the bullet's gaping hole, stunned.

Outside the crowd, Ivan retrieved his flintlock pistol from Eren and asked in a low voice, "Lord Ellen, they have been shaken by the flintlock pistol, do they still need to use the cannon to stand up?" ”