The blacksmith had also arrived at the old general half a minute later, and he had just inspected the gunpowder boxes in the camp with the accompanying gunpowder master to see if they were at risk of getting wet.

In the tropical south, the problem of humidity has a great impact on the preservation of gunpowder, and the gunpowder master used to encounter the situation that gunpowder could not be ignited normally after being damp, so he attached great importance to the influence of the environment and the weather.

Although Lionheart does not have a systematic study of geography, the locals are very familiar with the local weather conditions throughout the year, and Lionheart captured three locals from Morning Glory Town and escorted them all the way here just to understand the local weather conditions.

"This is not the wettest time, there will be a wet moon in two months, and the floors and walls of my house are full of fine water droplets." So do the locals.

But now was not the time to recall the local quotes, and the blacksmith settled down, listening carefully to the sentry's repeated description of the appearance and characteristics of the wooden-handled grenade, and then to the old general's questions.

"I'm asking you if we in Lionheart have the ability to make a wooden-handled gunpowder weapon like the Sentinel just mentioned." The old lion man looked at him with a straight face.

The old blacksmith frowned, and thought quickly in his head.

He had also delved into the composition of gunpowder, and after listening to the sentry's description, he realized that the charge space of the wood-handled object was too small, and the amount of gunpowder filled with that amount would not achieve the effect of the Bombarder.

He thought for a moment and replied: "It's not very difficult to make this wooden thing, but if you want to achieve the explosive effect he said, I think you have to ask a gunpowder master to come and answer, after all, this thing involves the use of gunpowder, and I am first-class in making weapons, but I am not as good at making gunpowder as he is." ”

The old generals immediately invited the gunpowder division in the army to come over, and the gunpowder master turned bitter after listening to the sentry's description of the grenade that he didn't know how many times.

"What, having a hard time?"

Veblen and other veteran generals have a very strong ability to observe words and feelings, and when they see the bitter expressions of their subordinates, they know that he can't make it.

"General, this description is too vague, I really don't know the length, width and height of that 'wooden handle'. If you want to blow up an adult lion soldier wearing plate armor, you must use a lot of black powder. ”

"Then you say, how much gunpowder do you want?"

Facing the increasingly serious old lionman, the gunpowder master used his hands to compare the size of the painting, and hesitated: "At least it needs to be the size of a crockpot to have the effect of blowing up the plate armor soldiers." ”

Lionheart City did not develop explosives, did not know what nitroglycerin was, and only knew the composition of black powder.

The veterans looked down in contemplation, probably understanding how bad Lionheart's current situation was.

What the enemy has, they don't have.

How to fight?

The lions were at a loss when suddenly a messenger ran up and gasped:

"Your Excellency, the Sixth Regiment of our main force has arrived at the established location, and is using the flag language to communicate with gestures and codes, requesting to enter the camp and rest."

……

In the forest, rifled spearmen tried to drag those heavy steel shields, but found that the weight was very heavy, and even after awakening, it was a little difficult for them to carry them.

But it's just a struggle, so that one person can't carry it.

"This thing is so heavy, I guess my hands will be numb after carrying it for more than ten minutes."

"So behind these shields are two people in a team, and when they are tired, someone changes hands and then carries them, tsk, in order to block the musket shot, it is really hard enough.

The cat army returned to the forest with their shields, and because there were too many shields captured, and the number of guerrilla members was only two hundred and five, the smoothbore orcs who reconnoitred on the periphery also joined the transport army and dragged the shields away.

They need to drag these shields away as quickly as possible, and once the opponent sends a large army down to retrieve the shields, they must give up their shields to avoid the battle.

After carrying it for about four minutes, a row of heavily shielded warriors appeared at the entrance of the enemy camp, and it seemed that they wanted to retrieve the shields for their own people.

These extra-thick steel shields are important items that cost gold to build, and Lionheart obviously doesn't want to leave such valuable items to the enemy.

By this time, the cat-eared orcs had dragged all their shields into the forest, but they didn't go far, and their priority was to harass the enemy.

The task of moving the shield was entrusted to the smoothbore gunners on standby inside the city walls, who were guarding the city walls to prevent the enemy from making a detour and sneak attack.

……

Click, footsteps.

The soldiers with shields went down the mountain en masse, and their hearts were heavy.

This time, they didn't wear plate armor and all went into battle lightly.

This means that once they are shot, there is a high probability that they will die.

But in other words, even if they put on plate armor, so what?

The end result was that the bullet pierced the plate armor and entered the body, causing irreversible injuries.

Instead of wearing heavy armor, it makes them more agile and has the opportunity to actively escape when the wooden handle and wooden handle bounce to the ground.

However, the question arises, how much space there is to escape from the shield, and whether the enemy's gunmen will be able to hit them, is another unknown.

"If, I mean, you have a chance to get your hands on that strange wooden explosive, you have to throw it back, no matter how far you throw it, as fast as you can."

This time, the team leader warned everyone in a heavy tone, so that everyone should not be overly pessimistic.

The heavy shield soldiers walked down step by step, knowing that this advance was very dangerous, but they had to wade into danger.

There were only a thousand heavy shields in the camp, and this time four hundred were lost, and the officer in charge of the operation almost had to apologize for his crimes.

He simply led a hundred diehards on a recapture mission, acting as a decoy in front of him, and by the way, testing whether there was a possibility of throwing back those wooden-handled explosives.

According to the sentry, it took a second or two for the wood-handled explosives to explode after they hit the ground, and that second or two was their chance of survival.

Their task was to use the front as a decoy, covering the flank of the other main force to surprise around the enemy.

Lionheart doesn't intend to sit still, as mentioned earlier, this is just a grain and grass army, and the main army is constantly joining this large military camp.

After this short one-hour calibration, Wang Chengjun found that the number of enemies should not be much, and the number of enemies was predicted to be only about three hundred.

Just now, one of the main forces also rushed to the vicinity, standing on a high place and communicating with the sentry tower soldiers in flag language for a while.

The general also used the way of flag language to convey the main army, which had just arrived nearby, to go around to the flank and sneak attack those musketeers.

The lion people of the sixth regiment communicated with the orcs in the camp from a long distance, and theoretically were not discovered by the cat people, so they were suitable for sneak attack work.

But as they went deeper, there were more small animals around them, and sometimes a few small birds flew over their heads.

At this time, the commander of the sixth regiment looked up at the birds that were far away, and muttered: "A sneak attack or something, it is almost impossible to succeed on someone else's territory, this is something that was discussed before the war, it seems that the old people in the camp are on the top." ”

However, the number of enemies is only three or four hundred, and the terrain is forest terrain, if you are lucky, you can use trees as cover, and the gun advantage is not particularly good, and there is a possibility of winning.

"Take off your armor and follow me!"