Four-meter city wall.

Ivan sat at the head of the city, with a rifled gun with a quadruple mirror in his hand, and came back to wipe it.

This is a rifled gun with extremely accurate accuracy, and after the magnification of the quadruple mirror, it is not a dream to kill a target of four or five hundred meters at all.

If the enemy general dares to appear, he will definitely blow off the opponent's head.

Ivan thought so, and the blood in his heart was already boiling.

The orcs standing on the city wall also clenched the body of the spear, their bodies were as straight as javelins, and they stood motionless on the city wall, forming the most beautiful scenery.

Behind the city walls, there are trapezoidal walls, which are one-meter-high ladder walls and three-meter-high ladder walls, with shooting holes in the walls, which can accommodate the spearmen to use the city walls as cover to shoot at the enemy.

The orcs have been on standby since last night, because this is the four-meter wall that the lion scouts saw last night.

The lionmen have a good chance of attacking here, and Tomorrow City has transferred 80% of its soldiers to defend here, betting that the other party will attack here.

If you make a mistake, there is also a bird intelligence line that can be remedied.

Because of the proximity of the war, every minute a bird flies to the city walls to inform the location of the Lionheart's army.

As the number of reports increased, the orcs gradually determined the direction of the Lionheart's advance, and the place where Ivan was to go to war was located.

"Here, I hear a lot of ground noise, it must be them." Ivan muttered to himself, lying on the ground, and he heard the ground tremble in the distance.

It was the sound of tens of thousands of people stepping on the ground, and the sound was very loud, and it was transmitted into the city wall.

In the distance, there was a dense forest, and Ivan couldn't see the orc armies, but their army was overheaded by countless birds hovering overhead, revealing their location.

"Tell the orcs in the other posts to come here, the war is about to begin." Ivan touched the rifled gun and plugged his eyes into the scope, observing the void in the forest.

As the enemy's footsteps got closer and closer, Ivan could already see the orcs 1,500 meters away.

They stopped there, no longer advancing, as if they were watching out for the bombardment of Tomorrow City.

"It's too far away, the rifled gun can't hit at all, what are they waiting for?"

Another orc with a quadruple mirror looked at the camera with his eyes, and he also saw the enemy stop at a great distance.

At this time, Allen climbed the city wall in the back, "They are waiting for the slaves to consume our strength, there is a tradition of the Lionheart siege, generally send those slaves to attack the city, first consume the physical strength of the soldiers defending the city, and wait until we are tired, they take the initiative to attack and take the city wall in one fell swoop." ”

"I see, so what are we going to do?" The orcs of Tomorrowland are pinning their hopes on Allen.

Eren is the embodiment of miracles, and where he is, he will save the day.

"In the face of this situation, in fact, I have been prepared for a long time, and the smoothbore gun has prepared shotguns, which have a strong killing effect on dense units at close points." Alan pointed to the smoothbore cannons and smiled harmoniously.

Speaking of smoothbore cannons, the orcs came to an enlightenment.

Since the rifled cannon's ultra-long range came online, the orcs have almost forgotten about the smoothbore cannon and ignored its ability to fight.

"Lord Allen, what kind of shell is a shotgun, is it more powerful than a grenade?" The orc asked feverishly.

In the hearts of the orcs, there is no cannonball more powerful than a grenade, and if there is, it must be a new product that has not yet been born.

"Shotguns are indeed more powerful than grenades in defending the city, and the role of shotguns is to kill in a wide area, and you can see the scene of shotguns exploding later."

Hearing that the shotgun was indeed powerful, the orcs couldn't help but fantasize about a wave, and various explosions and aesthetic images appeared in their minds.

What kind of shell is it?

Now there are fourteen smoothbore cannons and four rifled cannons in Tomorrow City, a total of eighteen cannons, and the weight of the shells used is thirty-two pounds.

The artillery pushed the cannons and carried them up to the battlements of the city wall, where a section of the city wall was more prominent.

In the past, the orcs did not understand the purpose of the protruding battlement, but now they put their smoothbore guns on the battlements, and the muzzles of the guns were aimed diagonally below, vaguely understanding the strategic significance of the battlements.

"I asked the artillery just now, and there are countless small steel balls in the shotgun, and when the cannon is fired, the shells will crack themselves, and the steel balls will kill a large number of enemies."

"The battlements are one on the left and one on the right, and the small steel balls just cover the enemy in all directions." The orc excitedly shared the news he had received from the artillerymen, causing countless spearmen to eavesdrop.

As they talked, dense footsteps came from the forest.

After a while, a group of skinny ribs in ragged clothes appeared at the edge of the forest, with lion's ears, dog ears, cat ears, and other ears on their heads.

They were yellow-skinned and emaciated, skinny, walking barefoot, and their eyes were dull and lacklustre.

Before the battle, Ivan still felt a lot of blood, but when he saw a group of slaves being jerked by the lion soldiers with a target, and rushed to their side at a loss, the blood in Ivan's heart was instantly extinguished.

In the herd of slaves, the lion soldiers hid in the forest, holding long thorn whips, and flung them whirring,

There are many spikes on the surface of the thorn whip, and when the whip hits the orc, there will be a shocking blood-colored scar.

The orc slave felt the pain and ran forward in a panic, fleeing from the demon's whipping.

The old orc, who couldn't run, limped and struggled forward.

The orcs, who looked indifferent and had lost the meaning of their lives, let them whip, and when they were whipped, they would speed up a few steps, and if they didn't whip, they would be lazy and walk slowly.

When these slaves were driven out of the forest by the lion soldiers, the faces of the orcs on the city walls changed.

Tomorrow City is a multi-racial and inclusive city, with a complex membership of many freedmen who were once slaves of Tomorrow City, and some of whom were slaves from other towns.

Seeing the large group of slaves being urged to the front line by the lion soldiers to die, their hearts were hesitant, and the hands holding the guns trembled slightly.

"Sure enough, as soon as the scene opened, the slaves were summoned to death." A pained look appeared on Ivan's face.

He was once one of the slaves under the banner of a slave trader, living in dire straits and hopelessness every day.

Looking at the slaves who only had rudimentary weapons such as wooden clubs in their hands, Ivan couldn't bear it, put down his scope, and let go of the trigger.

These slave orcs, with no point in killing, are a pure waste of bullets.

"Lord Allen."

Not only did Ivan look at Alan, but Natasha also looked at Alan, and both looked at Alan with a pleading gaze.

In terms of saving slaves, Allen was once a pioneer of the movement to free slaves, and his first-hand new deal was to free the cat-eared slaves, so he gained a firm foothold in Datie Village.

Now Ivan and Natasha are a little confused, knowing that the enemy wants to use slaves to consume them, and they know that they must kill each other from their own position, but they are a little unable to do it.

They need a harsh word, and they need Allen's mandatory military order.

The military order is like a mountain, if Alan wants them to kill, they will naturally kill.