"Lord Ivan, the shrunken turtle of Saltpeter Town has sent troops!"

"What should I do?"

Compared with the tense atmosphere in Saltpeter Town, Tomorrow Town is not much better, everyone is a little nervous when they see the cavalry, and fine sweat comes out of the palms and backs of the hands that touch the guns.

As soon as the cavalry of Saltpeter Town appeared, the platoon suddenly became different.

The horses in the front row are wearing heavy armor, shining in the sun, and at first glance they are heavy armor made of steel, strong and massive, and ordinary knives and guns cannot be cut, and they look very impactful.

On the other hand, they are short, and even if they have a little muscle, they are not as large as other heavy cavalry.

The Cat Army had never fought with the cavalry, and the cavalry charge time was several times shorter than that of the infantry, and the reload time was enough to rush to the face and kill them, which meant that everyone only had a chance to fire a salvo.

Ivan clenched his hands at this time, and the lives of the four hundred people were in his hands, and he had to fight well.

Oh no, Lord Allen is also in the army, and the order to fire just now was given by Allen, and the person who is now commanding the army is Allen, and his current duty is to shoot.

Unlike Ivan, Eren is proficient in firearms and can calculate the most accurate presight position with a flintlock pistol in his hand.

Ten minutes ago, they lined up outside the city, and Alan asked the first four rows of orcs to aim directly at the city wall with their guns.

As for the angle of shooting, of course, it was Allen who corrected it.

Orcs who have undergone military training already have qualified discipline, listen to commands, and do not move their brains, but their bodies move first.

However, this angle of fire was only roughly corrected, and two hundred people had his correction, and the bullets still had an inevitable deviation, and only forty-five people were shot.

Except for Allen's own bullet, which was a direct headshot, the rest of them were hit in the enemy's breastplate.

"All obey the order, the first four rows of muskets squat down and load on standby, the last four rows of firing angles are zero, preview the city gate, raise two centimeters slightly, and wait for me to fire the password!"

Eren spoke again, and the musketeers behind him clattered to adjust the angle of fire.

Two centimeters is just a suggested value, and the barrel of each gun is slightly different, and the soldiers follow Allen's suggestion to roughly pre-aim according to the feel.

"The gunner's angle of fire is twenty-five degrees ready, three-two-one, fire!"

Alan didn't spare his hand, the cavalry charged, and the most feared thing was the poor number.

Once the cavalry is large enough, it will definitely crush Allen's musket phalanx.

There were only 400 of them, the first four rows were reloaded, the last four were waiting for the best effective distance, and now the only weapons that could deal a devastating blow to the cavalry were artillery!

The gunners had been waiting for a long time, and ten minutes ago, at Allen's suggestion, he lowered the angle of positive fire and manipulated the artillery to shoot through the city gate, and his blood was already boiling.

"Cavalrymen, feel the fury of artillery, haha!" There were lion artillerymen who laughed and didn't have the slightest sympathy for the lion.

Sweet was previously a slave lion soldier under the slave trader's banner and hated the lion clan.

Allen gave him a job opportunity, gave him white rice porridge, and later gave him the status of an artilleryman, and Sweet was so moved that he couldn't repay it in words, so he could only use the cannon under his crotch to let the enemy taste the lesson of blood and tears.

He pulled the rope sharply, and the butt of the rear-mounted cannon trembled, the muzzle of the cannon flashed with fire, and the black shadow flickered away.

Because of the recoil of the launch, the cannon moves as a whole and has a tendency to retreat.

The two artillerymen had already stepped on the pedal and held down the cannon stiffly, and the tow handle of the cannon was also placed on the ground to increase friction, so that the cannon wheels did not move back.

In addition, the current rear-loading cannon has been slightly improved, improved by the blacksmith shop, the rear-loading cannon has a mechanical transmission reset device, after the gun is fired, the mechanical linkage, the upturned cannon butt automatically resets, which is convenient for the soldiers to reload the shells again.

Sweet's ears trembled slightly, a side effect of the sound of the cannons, and sometimes it was a sin to be too sensitive.

Not for him, all the cat-eared orcs who were close to the cannon felt that their eardrums were a little swollen and rumbling.

However, at this time, there was no time to listen to his ears, and Ivan of the Military Department looked straight ahead, looked at the four shells with fanatical eyes, and flew straight forward with unparalleled speed.

Due to the close distance, the target of the shot was the ground cavalry, and the shells were pressed very low, and at this time, the arc was not emphasized, and a simple straight line strike was enough to destroy everything along the way.

The hoplites who rushed to the front heard the thunderous cannon fire, guessed that it was cannon fire, and immediately hugged their horses' heads and prayed that the hoplites would resist the shells.

The light cavalry lion behind him moved slightly, and he looked sideways to see the simple and violent death process.

Bang!

Four cannonballs collided head-on with the four hoplites, and then the cavalry was like papier-mâché, their steel armor twisted and broken, and the horses let out the largest decibel wail of their lives.

Flesh and blood are blurred, bones and blood are splattered!

The knight in the plate armor riding on the heavily armed warhorse was ejected, and the unlucky man had one leg grazed by a cannonball, and the thigh was crushed and deformed along with the plate armor, and it was deeply dented.

Some people lost their entire legs, and blood flowed.

The cannonball was castrated, hitting the heavy cavalry in the second and third rows, and the heavy armor on the horse still couldn't give it much protection, and it burst into fragmented steel plates.

Bang bang bang!

The cannonball pierced through three rows of heavily armored cavalry, and then five cavalrymen in close formation, before hitting the ground and creating a deep black pit.

There was a loud bang, and the kinetic energy on the cannons had not yet been consumed, and then it rolled all the way, crashing into three or four light cavalry along the way.

The cavalry behind was cold-haired, and with the strength of the milk, they pulled hard, changed the direction of the horse's travel, and passed by the rolling cannonballs, and only then did they escape.

"It's, it's terrible!"

The hussars, who did not die, beat their hearts and wanted to be deserters.

"Charge, charge me, slash those who retreat!" The Murphy City Lord roared, leading his horse, half of his armor covered in splattered blood.

Just now, the iron ball grazed beside him, knocking his guard to death.

Murphy was so annoyed that he was so frightened and angry that his left hand trembling on the reins.

But he couldn't retreat, he had already run out of the city gate, how could there be a retreat.

"Hold on for another five seconds, hold on for another five seconds and our strikers will be able to rush into their formation!"

"They are all unarmored orcs, one by one, what the hell are you afraid of, they will separate the formation for me, loosen up, don't hug each other closely!"

Murphy slashed five deserters in a row before the orcs suppressed their panic.

Grit your teeth and charge!

Just now, the heavy cavalry united to rush the city gate, and the formation was very tight, just to give the four artillery pieces a chance to kill on a large scale, but now it is different, the cavalry took the opportunity to rush out of the city gate and spread out the formation to reduce the secondary damage.

And the heavy cavalry in the front row is still there, they only lost more than fifty people, the main force is still there, and there is no big problem.

It was also at this time that Murphy felt a shiver in his heart for no apparent reason.

Since he awakened his own talent, he rarely had a sense of crisis, and it was usually the survival instinct that only emerged between life and death battles, telling him that he was about to die.

He turned his head sharply and realized that the source of the danger was in the green uniforms.

It was a human in a straight green uniform, tall and handsome, with no furry animal ears on his head, very conspicuous.

At this moment, Alan is squinting his left eye, his face close to the barrel of the gun, and looking at people with his right eye.

Murphy happened to meet Allen's gaze, and the unprecedented sense of crisis made him shiver all over his body.

In the next second, Alan pressed the plate machine, and the twenty-millimeter righteous caliber flashed into flames.