Allen's mentality is not indecisive, he has experienced so many infinite streaming games, and his comrades around him have died, and his heart has long been as hard as iron.

The moment he saw the slaves being driven out by the lion people, he had only one word in his heart - kill!

But he can't expose his inner thoughts so directly, Ivan and other orcs have experienced too few wars, and their hearts are not hard enough.

At this moment, it is better to encourage them with a chicken soup speech, even at the expense of secretly hypnotizing, so that they mistakenly think that they are on the side of justice.

In fact, neither of the two sides involved in the war can talk about justice or injustice, it is all for the sake of profit, but Allen will not break it directly, he will also rely on Tomorrow City to establish a country and dominate the world, and he will naturally not say what he shouldn't say.

Seeing their hesitant expressions, Alan knew that they were uneasy in their hearts, and secretly used sound hypnosis to say loudly to everyone:

"Now, behind you is Tomorrow City, your hometown, with your parents, your siblings, and the childhood memories you left behind.

Think about your childhood, think about the children who are still in school, they are innocent and immaculate, they don't know what war is, do you want your hometown to be destroyed, are you willing to watch the children being ruthlessly stripped of their freeman status by the Lionheart Nation and turned into prisoners? ”

Ivan and other aboriginal orcs heard Allen's words, and they were deafening and deafening.

They remembered their previous childhood, remembered the lost youth, the chirping of cicadas in summer, catching frogs in the farmland, peeping at the neighbors bathing, etc.

Of course, the most important thing is that there are many children in Tomorrow City Primary School, and their innocent smiling faces are their source of motivation and spiritual pillars.

Without those children, their motivation to fight is at least halved.

"I'm sorry Lord Allen, I lost my temper."

Ivan took a deep breath, put the rifled gun aside, picked up the smoothbore gun, loaded the charge, and finished in one go.

Natasha was no longer confused after listening to Alan's words, and whispered, "I know what I have to do!" ”

With that, she picked up her smoothbore gun and pointed it at the emaciated slaves.

The slaves were scrawny and had no idea what the enemy was doing with a spear, and their ignorant and confused expressions stung Natasha deeply.

But when he thought that Tomorrow City was destroyed, those lands, and those children had no way to live, he was ruthless and deducted the board machine.

Bang bang bang!

Gunfire rang out on the walls, and the slaves who had been driven to the front row fell down like rice harvesting, blood mixed with mud and dust, and it was muddy.

No one mentioned the suggestion to open the gates for them to enter, first of all, there were no gates, the gates were in the main wall area, and this was the secondary wall.

In addition, no one could guarantee that there would be no rioters among the slaves, and the proliferation of sympathy in war was a military taboo.

After Alan had said what he had said to the Aborigines, he prepared another set of rhetoric to encourage the non-Aborigines.

He paused, adding:

"I know that many people were slaves in the past, and now you have concerns about the same kind that they once had, I know."

"But the present war is for the sake of the national slave liberation movement in the future! If you are now soft-hearted and fallen, who will free the slaves, and who will sympathize with you who have been defeated? ”

"You must understand that your life is fought for by yourself, not by others, and do not expect the Lionheart to be merciful! Now, let go of all distractions and fight for tomorrow! ”

Allen's voice was very loud, and it spread to hundreds, thousands, of people all the way.

In the voice, with a faint hypnotic effect, it quietly affected everyone.

This is not a distorted worldview, but Eren gives them a psychological hint that they will protect Tomorrow City, their families, their future, and even their past, so as to strengthen their protective emotions.

No, after listening to Allen's encouragement, their hesitation turned into a firm will to guard, and the gun no longer trembled when they fired, and the gun was aimed at their heads within seventy meters.

Headshots can make them die happily, at least without experiencing the torment and pain of slow death.

This is the only gift that the soldiers of Tomorrowland can give them.

Eren walked around, occasionally firing a dozen shots with a shotgun, killing the sturdy slaves who were particularly sloppy from bullets.

As the war progressed, more and more slaves were pushed into the battlefield, and every time a gun was fired, the slaves on the front line were bound to fall in rows.

Not only were rows of musketeers standing at the top of the city, but there were also two rows of muzzles under the walls, and each salvo was like thunder, and the bullets rained down on the slaves, reaping the lives of two thousand people in an instant.

Allen's musketeers numbered two thousand eight hundred, and it was no joke to shoot in one round, taking at least a thousand or more people at a time.

For the first time, the people of Lionheart saw the brutality of hot-weapon warfare, and the emaciated slaves could not get close to the walls of Tomorrow City, and fell halfway through, turning into a cold corpse.

What's more, there were trenches dug in front of the city wall, and the people of the Lionheart Kingdom hid in the woods, and the distance was too far to see whether those trenches were newly dug or not, and they only felt a slight chill in their hearts.

If it weren't for the slave army to help them fill in their lives, they would have been killed or wounded more than half of them after filling the pit.

"Forward, give me forward, you bastards, there is no other meaning except to send them to death!"

The lion soldiers who whipped them with hideous faces flicked their whips to whip the fearful slaves.

The slave was throbbed, gritted his teeth, and walked forward.

Bang bang bang!

Outside the forest, another row of orcs fell in the trench and could not get out.

The smoke at the head of the city became thicker, and it was white and covered with guns.

The slaves were terrified, they were dying meaninglessly, meaninglessly.

Death scared some slaves to the extreme, and the idea of running away was born, and some people suddenly turned around halfway and fled to the right.

One of the men took the lead in escaping, and the other slaves were also moved and fled to the right.

In front of you is the Wall of Death, and if you get close, you will be hit by something invisible, and behind you is the devil's lionman, and there is no way to survive at all, so running to the left and right sides is the best escape route.

But the lion people had long expected that the slaves would escape, and immediately a lion man ran out of the forest, drew his big bow, and flew over with an arrow, just hitting the running slave.

"Whoever dares to run will be his fate!" Before the archer could finish scolding, a bullet flew over and hit him in the head with a bang.

The orcs in the slave herd are screaming, even the orcs who are guarding them are dead, and who else can control them.

"Run, run!" The slaves cried out spontaneously and scattered to the sides to flee.

The orcs in the woods saw that the slaves were about to run away, and their heads were big.

"Surround me and drive them to their deaths!" The lion chief commanded his regiment of soldiers to go out on a siege mission.

"But, we'll be targeted when we go out." The soldiers cowered in protest.

"I saw it just now, they only shoot orcs within a few tens of meters, and we drive them away from a hundred meters, so we have a good chance of survival...... Let's all move, do you all want to die, what are you doing here, think about your family, don't be a deserter! The commander took the leash and emphasized the consequences of being a deserter.

Sometimes three rows fall together, sometimes two rows fall together.