With a few booms, flames rose in the mountains of corpses, and the beasts that trampled on the soil felt the earth tremble.

Immediately after, the gray-black smoke tumbled and changed in the flames, rising into the air under the force of gravity and wind, diagonally towards the side of the forest, covering the sky above the beast tide.

What kind of power is this!

The small knife mantis in the distance was stunned, and stood dumbfounded with a knife in both hands, like a piece of wood.

Beneath the city walls, ten mountains of corpses were razed to the ground, leaving a small dented pit next to the pit surrounded by charred corpses of sword mantises.

At this moment, the soldiers of the city walls ran up to the city, and saw the innumerable beasts turn and run towards the forest.

The soldiers opened their mouths, forgetting to shoot their guns, and hugged each other with their comrades, celebrating the joy of victory.

"The tide is receding, the sword mantis clan is ebbing!"

"We've won!"

The soldiers under the city came out one after another, and when they saw the tide of the beasts receding, the tense strings in their hearts could finally relax.

Under the city walls, the explosion frightened the beasts, forgetting the order of the beastmaster to seize the city before he died, and only cared about fleeing for his life.

Their IQ is indeed not high, and their survival instinct makes them aware of the threat of death, and they can only survive by escaping.

"All assemble, a team with me to the east to support, Natasha, you leave a hundred people to defend the city, bring a hundred people to follow."

Allen's voice broke through the cheers of the crowd, calming everyone down for a while.

The orcs saw a thick black smoke billowing up in the distance, heading west towards the city wall.

The war was not over yet, and the other walls needed to be defended.

"Understood!" Natasha responded loudly and began to focus on the orcs on her side.

While gathering the team, Natasha carried another explosives pack, "The explosives pack is much stronger than the black powder grenade. ”

She pinched the flax skin of the dynamite pack, looking forward to it.

Thinking of the arrogant guys in Wangcheng, she wanted to throw a dynamite bag at their wall to see if they could sleep in peace.

……

Boom boom.

In front of the city wall, huge waves of air were set off one after another, and the shock wave of the explosion washed away the beast tide.

This group of half-human, half-beast strange beasts retreated, not daring to attack Tomorrow City again.

Don't look at the low walls of Tomorrow City, which are only four meters high, but they can't get past them.

Once the Beastmaster is close to the wall, he will be targeted by the Awakened within the wall.

When the beastmasters discovered the risk of headshots, they did not dare to enter, so they had to retreat to the forest with the beasts and plan a detour.

If this big city can't be breached, then bypass it and continue south.

The beast kings of the 100,000 mountains had a flame of hatred burning in their eyes, not only to consume the excess races in the 100,000 mountains, but also to take revenge.

This is a very primitive ethos, revenge comes at the expense of the race, and it never thinks about the development of technology.

The orcs used to be such barbarians, but the orcs got on the right track, researched cold weapons, studied architecture, and studied agriculture, successfully defeated the primitive beasts, and drove the other party into a complex land.

The complex terrain is not suitable for building houses, and the primitive beasts have lived in humiliation for countless years in that ravine, and the hatred between the two races is like a sea of blood.

Eren stood at the edge of the wall, lowered his flintlock pistol, and watched the fifth primordial beast retreat into the forest, knowing that the beast tide could come to an end.

The hatred between the primitive orcs and the orcs, he didn't want to debate anything, he only knew that the truth of the future would be built on the range of his cannons, and no matter what kind of race at that time, it would only be transformed and swallowed.

In order to complete the second industrial revolution in the future, the population problem cannot be solved in the short term by having children alone, and only predatory development can grow Tomorrowland to the level of an industrial empire.

"Go count how much ammo you've consumed." Alan felt a little annoyed, and originally planned to expand, but after being infested by the beast tide of these five clans, there were not enough bullets.

"Lord Allen, we don't know how many rounds of ammunition are fired, how do you count them?" The orc soldiers scratched their heads, and the originally festive atmosphere suddenly disappeared, and they didn't know how to count bullets.

When the bullet goes out, who knows where it flies, does it go to the battlefield and pick it up one by one?

Deputy Mayor Windsor rolled his eyes and scolded, "It's stupid, just go and see how many boxes are left in the ammunition box, and then check the number of ammunition boxes before the war." ”

The orc soldiers made a big red face, this is not to be counted by the soldiers, the captains are the ones who are responsible for counting the ammunition, they know how many boxes of ammunition they received before the battle.

Half an hour later, the statistical news of each team reached Allen, and this time about 58,000 ammunition was consumed.

The musketeers of Tomorrow City had 1,300 men, and 58,000 pieces of ammunition equaled about forty-five rounds of fire from all the musketeers.

"How much ammunition is left."

"There is less than one percent left, and this battle has emptied the ammunition depot in Tomorrow City." Alan looked at the exaggerated numbers and silently handed the paper to Windsor.

Windsor looked at the signatures of the captains on the paper, as well as the statistics in front of the names, and his face was slightly gloomy.

The ammunition consumption is just too great!

If you are not in charge of your own affairs, it is difficult to appreciate the heavy pressure brought about by the consumption of armaments and materials.

Muskets escalate cold weapon warfare into hot weapons, but the cost of ammunition is a headache, and without industrial assembly line production, Tomorrowland's expansion plans will be greatly delayed.

"After turning back, the bullet workshop of the blacksmith shop will be independent and an independent industrial assembly line will be established." Alan recalled the key points of the industrial assembly line of bullet production in his mind, and the detailed design drawings flashed in his mind.