Allen's death aim alarmed the orcs in the enemy camp, and all soldiers were instructed to hide behind obstacles and not to appear.

Outside the tent of the enemy camp, several old orcs had gloomy faces and gritted their teeth.

"There were people who died in the camp just now, but there were not many of them, only three, and it seems that there are very few long-range shooters, maybe only one or two."

It was the messenger who died, and walking around the camp would inevitably be spotted by Alan from above, and then he died.

The people of Lionheart couldn't do anything with Allen, that man's ability to shoot moving targets from a distance was simply unreasonable, and the generals had played with arquebuses and knew how difficult it was for people to be at a distance of a few hundred meters.

The more I learned, the more scared I became, for fear that I would inadvertently expose half of my body and be sniped by a remote gunner.

The good news is that the number of deaths is low, indicating that the enemy does not have many ultra-long-range shooters, which may have something to do with the sophistication of equipment, or it may have something to do with the level of shooting.

However, they feel that the advantage of firearms is the largest, and marksmanship is secondary, after all, marksmanship can be practiced, and a good gun that shoots hundreds of meters away is not so easy to make, it is better to say that Lionheart Royal Blacksmith has no clue at all.

"Their new guns must have used a new production process, no wonder the last time the new glass bidding would dare to invite businessmen to look at the guns and guns, it turned out that they had already prepared." The more the old orcs thought about it, the more cold they felt.

Most of the information about Tomorrowland was at the merchandise bidding meeting, where many merchants witnessed the firing of smoothbore guns and rear-loading smoothbore guns.

Almost half of those merchants turned to Tomorrow City, secretly offering large quantities of supplies just to gain a position in Tomorrow City that matched their status.

Only the orcs who were extremely loyal to Lionheart took the initiative to tell the truth, and honestly wrote about what they saw and heard in Tomorrowland.

But there's a problem here, the bidding will be several months away from now, the intelligence is less time-sensitive, and Tomorrow City is developing rapidly, and no one knows what the inside of Tomorrow City is like now.

The orcs who made a deal with Tomorrow City have become traitors, and they slip away like old mud thieves, and they slip away every time they receive news in advance.

"If we can't think of a good way in ten minutes, we can't stay here any longer, in case the enemy's artillery is pulled a few hundred meters away, we will become a living target."

At this time, the orcs couldn't think of a good way, their group was the forward force of grain and grass, and the main body of grain and grass was on the way, as long as they held on for half a day, the army would arrive at the battlefield immediately.

……

Ten minutes later.

At the entrance of the camp, a batch of extra-thick steel shields appeared, they were lined up vertically, the shields were next to the shields, and the soldiers behind them bowed their heads behind the shields, and slowly walked forward with the shields step by step.

Bang bang gun, sparks splashed on the surface of the extra-thick steel, and the shield body made a piercing sound due to the huge kinetic energy of the bullet, and the shield body trembled.

The soldiers behind the shield formed a group of two, and after seeing their teammates' hands numb, they immediately took over the shield, and the whole team continued to press forward slowly in a linear array.

"Sir Ivan, our bullets can't penetrate those steel shields."

The rifled gunners were annoyed that one lion soldier could now hit the row of special steel shields after three or four shots.

"It's not that it can't be penetrated, it's that the enemy's steel plate is too thick, and either the bullets continue to hit the same crater, otherwise it will be difficult to penetrate."

Ivan looked at the enemy's shield with a quadruple scope, and could see that the black shield had craters on the surface, but there were no holes.

The other orcs didn't have a scope, so they could only look at the brand new scope with envious eyes.

I've heard that the scope can magnify the field of view and has a quadruple magnification effect, but I don't know if it's true, but I really want to see it...... The subordinates were envious in their hearts and worked harder and harder.

There were a total of six aiming mirrors issued this time, one was booked by Allen, two were given to the deputy minister, and the remaining three were issued to the man with the best marksmanship in the army.

"Don't fire yet, waste bullets, let's evacuate first." Ivan watched with his scope and tried to shoot a shot, but missed the same crater.

The rifled gun was very useful, but it was really difficult for a strong man to hit the same crater in a row, and he really couldn't do it.

In the same way, no one else can do it except Allen, so it is better to retreat.

"Ah, are we going to run away?" The orcs were a little confused, this was just the beginning of the fight, and they wanted to hit a man with a shield to prove that their marksmanship was good, but they didn't expect their teammates to give the order to retreat.

"Don't forget what Lord Allen commanded before, the enemy advances and I retreat, and now the enemy is advancing with a shield, we retreat not to escape, but to avoid the battle, and then find another opportunity." Ivan glared and glared angrily.

When the other orcs heard the words "the enemy retreats and I advance", they immediately packed up their guns and retreated back in a neat and orderly manner.

When the shield-bearers slowly advanced into the woods, they suddenly found that the cat-eared orcs were missing, and they did not know where to hide.