Bang!

City Lord Murphy's head exploded, and he fell to the ground straight behind him, unable to make a second sound.

The cavalry lined up behind the city gate was lining up to leave the city, and suddenly saw the city lord falling, and the whole person was stunned.

Some of the lion soldiers seemed to have lost their souls, their throats rolled, and their voices were hoarse: "Lord Murphy......"

The knight who rushed in front only cared about charging with his head down, and he couldn't see that the city lord behind him had been headshot, and he was getting closer and closer to the cat army.

One hundred and twenty meters, one hundred meters, eighty meters!

For the cavalry to error, the distance of more than a hundred meters is only a few blinks of an eye.

Since the hoplites rushed ahead, their running speed was much slower than that of normal light cavalry, which made the green army uniformed orcs feel less stressed.

However, the rumbling horse steps and billowing smoke and dust still put a lot of pressure on them.

If you miss a shot......

The orcs couldn't even think that if they didn't shoot, they would be doomed.

"The back four rows take turns shooting!"

Allen's voice resounded across the battlefield, and the sound instantly drowned out the sound of horses' hooves rumbling.

The orcs heard the command and pressed the board hard.

Bang bang bang –

The flintlock muskets sounded intensively, and the fifth row of orcs immediately crouched down after shooting, and then the sixth row fired a volley of gunpowder, expelling the gunsmoke.

The sixth platoon also quickly crouched down after shooting, and when the seventh platoon fired, it continued to shoot.

Until the eighth platoon finished firing, the second half of the musket array was already a faint wall of gunsmoke, slowly rising into the air, and the battle situation ahead could not be seen. 、

However, Ivan, who was standing in the front row, was very excited, and he saw the hoplites fall with a bang, and some of the hoplite horses were shot and fell directly to the ground, injuring many plate cavalrymen.

There are also some fish that slipped through the net, which were naturally shot accurately by the cat people in the first four rows.

As the distance gets closer, the advantage of the Awakened becomes greater and greater, and when the fish that slips through the net breaks through the sixty-meter line, the headshot rate of the Awakened becomes extremely high.

"The first four rows are in a free-fire formation!" Allen's voice rang out, and the orcs in the first row shot directly at some targets.

Bang bang bang!

……

"Hurry up, hurry up again!"

The Leon Templar on horseback was so nervous that instead of wearing heavy armor for his horses, he switched horses with another light cavalryman, begging the Cats not to shoot him, and then let him break through the siege and kill the musketeers.

But the result was desperate, the heavy cavalry team had just begun to speed up, and before it reached its peak speed, they were like weeds on the edge of the wind, directly crooked backwards, and fell hard.

Some of the soldiers burst their heads right next to him, blood splattering on his chain mail.

"There's still a chance, I haven't been shot yet, I still have a chance!" The Templar's eyes were red, and as he sprinted, he steered his horse diagonally to the right and left to avoid enemy aims.

It has to be said that this method is very useful, after five people aimed at him shoot, the bullets all pass by.

Fifty meters, thirty meters!

One by one, his companions fell, and the paladin's eyes were red, and he had seen the dawn of victory.

He didn't care to see how many companions were around, but his ears were sharp, and he heard the sound of seven other horses, which were the voices of his companions.

Hundreds of heavily armored knights charged, and seven survivors successfully charged!

The paladin had nothing to do at this moment, but to be able to crush a few unarmored orcs with his horses, and then use his agility and sword in his hand to kill a piece of the world.

Or drag to the 700 infantry to overwhelm the realm!

However, the reality is cruel, after the first four rows of musketeers finished shooting, they retreated in an orderly manner under Allen's command, and the orcs in the back four rows stood in the front in place of the first four rows.

"Get on the bayonet!" The paladin rode his horse and heard a sound within twenty meters.

That's what he said to the retreating orcs, and Alan had already shouted it before.

"Swing the bayonet phalanx!"

The Paladin saw the last four rows of orcs swap positions with bayonets, and in just a second, they stood in a tight bayonet formation.

Each bayonet was forty centimeters long, and the three-edged steel bayonet with a bloodletting groove on the bayonet sent chills down the paladin's heart.

"It's over!"

In a moment's time, the horse had rushed to a distance of ten meters under his control.

The horse charged all the way, starting from two hundred meters inside the city, and running more than a hundred meters after leaving the city, and had gradually accelerated to the peak, at this time it was pointless to restrain the horse from the precipice, and the horse must have crashed into the tight bayonet phalanx.

"Why, why can a musket still be used as a spear!" The temple was broken.

I had always thought it was a ranged weapon, but many orcs didn't notice the matching bayonet on the handle of the musket because the cannon bombardment distracted attention.

Now the musketeers have turned into pikemen, and the cavalry is shocked.

At the critical moment, he did not make a fool, and when he saw the situation, he immediately jumped to the left, and did not take his head and slam the bayonet phalanx.

After all, he was wearing chain mail, and when he hit the sharp spear at high speed, he would definitely be pierced by the barrel.

Puff puff!

The rest of the cavalry, who had not jumped off their horses, could no longer stop their horses, and even men and horses were fiercely plunged into a dense phalanx of bayonets, and then the chain mail was broken by barrels, pierced into flesh, and then pierced out of the flesh.

The horses were even more sorrowful, and the horses that could rush in front of the musketeers were light and fast horses, and they did not wear heavy armor, so the bayonets pierced several horses directly.

As for the cavalry wearing plate armor, it is not nothing, but the plate armor cavalry was shot by a bullet during the charge, and they died, and they fell down, and the cavalry that successfully passed through the horror barrage were all lion men wearing chain mail.

"Damn it!" The Templars rolled around the ground three times, and quickly rose to their feet, only to see the cavalry stabbed through with bayonets.

Fortunately, the impact of the horses was strong enough, and the musketeers in the front row could not withstand the impact and were already unstable.

"Kill you!"

He had just found a pool of blood at the gate of the city, and a small group of cavalry had not rushed out of the gate.

But at this time, he didn't care about anything else, picked up the sword on the ground, rushed forward, and rolled his throat, ready to give a lion's roar to stun the orcs in front of him.

But he thought too much, and the cat people standing on the periphery were about to make meritorious contributions, when he saw a lone holy knight, carrying a musket on his back, he rushed over, and when he was close to three meters, he directly turned into a black shadow, and pushed the hidden blade in his hand.

The temple was halfway through its throat when a cold light swept across its throat, and the cat-eared orcs appeared in front of them without warning, as if teleporting.

The Assassin then threw the butt of the flintlock pistol over and enlarged and enlarged until his entire face was struck by the butt, and the whole person was stupid and lay on the ground unable to move.

A group of orcs who rushed forward were defeated.

At the gate of the city, the follow-up cavalry saw that the city lord was dead, some of them roared and charged, ran out of the city gate to fight to the death, and some monkey men hesitated for ten seconds and wanted the cavalry to escape.

It was with such hesitation that the infantry was blocked inside and could not escape.

Only about two hundred and fifty of the three hundred cavalry ran out, and the remaining fifty hesitant cavalrymen were half blocked the door.

In these ten seconds, the city gate was full of broken horses, red blood, and lion soldiers with severed hands and legs, and some of them were bleeding and crawling to the ground, trying to pick up the lost knives.

Seeing this scene, the hesitant cavalry trembled, and finally stopped hesitating.

"Run!"