Standing in front of the wounded soldier was a rabbit girl from the pharmaceutical workshop, with two long rabbit ears and wearing a white nurse's skirt uniform.

"Don't move, take off your uniform, I'll help you wipe your wounds."

Daisy, a rabbit girl, reached out and dipped some green mucus into the wound on the cat orc's abdomen.

"Shhh

Ivan frowned, this wound hurt the intestines, and I don't know what will happen to eating in the future.

But the miraculous thing is that after the green mucus is applied to the wound, the sharp pain of the wound disappears, and the thick liquid on the surface of the abdomen slowly squirms, which is very itchy.

He wanted to reach out to scratch it, but Daisy hurriedly reached out to stop him.

"Don't touch it, beware of wound infection!"

Daisy fiercely warns Ivan not to touch the wound with her fingers.

"But I didn't see you disinfecting or anything like that." Ivan withdrew his hand and muttered discontentedly.

"The special medicine made with the hand of the medicine has the function of sterilization and disinfection, you don't want to add trouble to the wound, which will make your recovery slower...... Those people were lightly injured, and they could just be disinfected with alcohol and apply some ordinary priestly medicine, but it would be very painful. ”

Daisy pointed to the orcs next to her who had relatively minor wounds, they were using alcohol sterilization and did not need special trauma drugs.

Ivan saw the orcs sterilized with alcohol and found that their faces had changed, and they clenched their teeth and looked in pain.

"Can I go back to fighting?" Ivan felt his body regain its strength, and his fighting spirit came alive again.

"Wouldn't you be able to take a break, there are so many musketeers guarding it."

Daisy didn't understand why Ivan was working so hard, how easy it was to die after fighting, killing, and wouldn't the family be worried if he died.

Of course, she was not against fighting, but simply afraid of death.

"No, they need me, I have to stand up, just like Lord Allen, as long as I can fight, I will fight until the end!"

Ivan felt behind him, trying to reach for his gun, but he felt empty.

Daisy looked at him with strange eyes, and first bandaged his wounds, "Your gun is on it, if you want to fight, go back to fight, it's okay to shoot, but don't engage in hand-to-hand combat with enemies who climb up the wall, strenuous exercise will make your wounds crack." ”

Ivan's eyes lit up when he heard that he could fight, put on his military uniform and excitedly walked up to the city walls.

"Daisy, there's a wounded man here, you can deal with it."

"It's coming, it's coming!" Daisy walked quickly to the next casualty.

"Can I still go to war, please, tell me!"

Daisy looked at the wounded man's wound in front of her, the bullet digging deep into her chest cavity and having to be removed with a clip.

"You wait for me to take out the bullet and deal with it."

Daisy hurriedly finished speaking, and immediately carefully clamped the bullet with a clip.

Beside her, countless rabbit people swam back and forth, fetching bullets for the wounded, applying special medicines, and bandaging wounds.

Wounded soldiers begged to return to combat duty, and no one wanted to lie down to recuperate.

Daisy gained a different feeling in the continuous treatment.

The war was meant to be brutal, but for some reason, she felt the warmth.

……

"Shields, hold up your shields, be careful!" Ivan shouted in the city, overseeing the orcs in battle.

Some of these shields are from the war trophies left behind by the Lion Corps, and some of the shields are made by the blacksmith shop of Tomorrow City.

Compared to the shield of Lionheart, the shield of Tomorrow City is very simple, it is a square rectangular shield, and the shield in each person's hand is similar, and there is no carving on the surface.

In fact, it is a huge steel plate, at first the molten steel of the converter is put on a large plane, and after the molten steel solidifies, then a steam-powered cutting machine is used to cut a huge steel plate into more than a dozen rectangular steel plates, which are made in batches without much technical content.

The steel plates of Tomorrow City are almost two centimeters thick, and Lionheart's arquebuses are not as powerful as them, and they can't penetrate the two-centimeter steel plates.

The two sides have been in confrontation with each other, and in general, the arquebus is shot more frequently than Tomorrow City, where one person is killed or seriously injured, and Lionheart often kills a dozen people.

The unequal battle between the two sides further exacerbated the tension, causing the shieldmen to press forward even more forward, and the Templars a hundred meters behind them were ready to move.

Alan stared at the distance the shield soldier pressed forward, waited for the shield soldier to press all the way to the thirty-meter line, waved his hand, and gave the command to use the shotgun.

The gunners waited for a long time, anxious to turn around in circles, watching the gunners shoot after shoot the lives of the enemy, but there they waited for the order to unblock, and they were very depressed.

"Allen's order is here, the smoothbore gun crew is all there, ready to shoot shotguns!"

The artillerymen heard the order and jumped up with excitement.

Let those musketeers see who is the king of war!

"Shotgun ready, cross-fire!" The artillery commander roared.

"Yes!"

The fourteen smoothbore cannons of the battlements adjusted the firing angle, and the groups of two formed crossfire angles with each other.

The smoothbore cannon was already loaded with a shotgun, and there was no need to open the chamber to reload, and when Allen's order arrived, the artilleryman pulled the lead rope with passion.

Bang bang bang –

The musketeers of Tomorrow City paused to aim, and in unison they cast their eyes on the area beneath the wall.

I saw that the smoothbore cannon was shining with fire, and huge round shells flew into the sky above the crowd and exploded violently.

Countless small steel balls smashed into the enemy's extra-thick steel shield with extremely high-speed kinetic energy, and the surface of the steel shield quickly became pitted, and some steel balls directly penetrated the steel shield, breaking through the lion soldiers behind the shield.

The 32-pound shotgun is not a joke, and the amount of gunpowder of the cannon is not the small amount of the musket, once fired, the huge kinetic energy instantly covers the area of 30 to 50 meters, and the bullets are like a rain curtain.

All the shields crackled and crackled, followed by the shield being cracked, and the descendants of the shield couldn't withstand the huge pressure at all, the wrist joints clicked, and the plate armor on the body was instantly smashed through by small steel balls, and the corpse was crossed on the spot.

"Ahh

Screams arose, and the shield-wielding warriors and arquebusiers fell in pools of blood, their bowels exposed, and they screamed in pain.

The surviving orcs did not die, but they were not far from death, their eyes were frightened and desperate, and they stretched out their hands to Tomorrow City and murmured, "Devils, you are devils......"

With such a powerful shield, countless bullets hit the shield surface and it was fine, but after the fourteen cannons fired, everything changed!

The colored world turned a bloody one.

This is a one-sided massacre!

With hatred in his eyes, the shield soldier fell to the ground like a resentful woman, unable to close his eyes again.

The arquebusiers reached out and tried to touch the arquebus to shoot the last bullet at the orcs on the wall, but the arquebus was too troublesome to reload, and in the end they lost too much blood and fell into a coma before they could tear open the medicine bag.

The slaves, who were still climbing the wall, heard the movement behind them and turned back to see the purgatory-like bloody scene.

The shield was poked into a hornet's nest, the lionman's armor was full of small holes, and the corpses were one after another.

There were rows of orcs, and in less than two seconds, the slaves were also scared, and they screamed.

The slave who climbed the ladder went crazy and jumped directly off the ground, never daring to go up the wall again.

The slaves below had no way to run, nor did they dare to go up the wall, let alone retreat.

Looking at the huge, dark muzzles, they held their heads in their hands and wept bitterly on the ground, waiting for the final judgment of death.

on the wall.

The cat-eared orcs with their guns were also stunned, and for a moment they forgot to throw the rolling logs, but fortunately the slaves jumped down, otherwise there would be a short gap in the wall.

More than fifty meters away.

The shieldmen of the Lionheart Nation are more afraid of the shotguns of Tomorrowland than the slaves, and they have seen the nightmare of thousands of shieldmen wiped out in an instant.

Their footsteps stopped completely, and some even took a few steps back, trying to escape from this hellish soil.

"This is, the power of the devil!"