Chapter 336: Let's Fight! For the Empire! (Thanks to Avoga Pineapple Reward) (Page 1/1)

"Crossbowmen! Get ready! ”

"Musketeers! Load! Load! ”

"The captain is still outside, give me a good shot! Explode these mongrels! ”

On the black city wall, hundreds of figures swayed back and forth.

In addition to Fletcher's squadron, there were also some long-range troops armed with bows and crossbows, and under the leadership of their respective captains, they took out their weapons and looked for the best shooting spots, ready to give the uninvited guests who were rushing in the distance a little bit of good-looking, don't look at the other side is still a few hundred meters away, at the current speed, it will be within a few minutes of range.

War is on the verge of breaking out!

Thankfully, thanks to Fletcher's correct decision, the gates should have been closed before the beastmen rushed over, or the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Compared to the somewhat nervous crossbowmen, the 100 musket-wielding "Mountain Guards" were noticeably calmer, and although their squadron leader was not around, the usual rigorous training came in handy, allowing these young-looking soldiers to get into the groove at breakneck speed.

The "Mountain Guard" has a full strength of 5,000 people, divided into five brigades, each brigade is divided into ten squadrons, of which the six, seven, and eighty squadrons are long-range troops, and the ninth and tenth squadrons are recruits, so these musketeers on the city wall are all newcomers who have not been in the army for a few years, whether it is physical fitness or combat experience, they are nothing more than those heavy infantry carrying huge shields below, but being selected as the "Mountain Guard" already shows that their strength is higher than that of ordinary soldiers, and it also means that their usual training is much harder.

As for combat experience, there are many evil creatures outside the "border town", and every few months, the "Mountain Guard" will organize a large-scale military operation to clean up the green skins and other wild beasts roaming outside the city, and by the way, maintain the combat effectiveness of the troops.

Therefore, although they are not very old, these soldiers have also participated in several real battles, and they are by no means the first brothers who have never seen blood, so in the face of the sudden appearance of beastmen, their performance is much better than that of ordinary soldiers.

After all, their captain is the famous "Raging Lion" Fletcher, and if he wants to know that someone is panicking when the enemy is coming, he will definitely be kicked in the ass when the battle is over.

Under their influence, although there was still a slight panic on the city walls, it was still under control.

In stark contrast to them was the phalanx of heavy infantry at the gates, which had maintained their high momentum and composure throughout, and now they could faintly see the beastmen, but no one made any superfluous movements, making superfluous sounds, only heavy pantings and the metallic sound of weapons striking shields.

Fletcher, who was already standing at the rear of the phalanx ready to command, was beside him the squadron leaders of the three heavy infantry squadrons, the latter of which belonged to the most elite first brigade of the "Mountain Guard".

The daily defense tasks of the "border town" are undertaken by ordinary soldiers, that is, those crossbowmen on the city walls, and the "mountain guards" will only send recruits from various brigades to participate in the rotation, such as Fletcher's ninth squadron this month, but today is different, there was an accident at the gate before, so the corps commander specially sent three of the most elite heavy infantry squadrons over to assist Fletcher.

Unlike other brigades, as the strongest steel shield of the "Mountain Guard", the first brigade has no ranged troops, no recruit team, all 1,000 people are heavy infantry with shields, belonging to the elite of the elite, being able to enter this unit is the dream and glory of all the soldiers in the "border town" and even the "Ivey Leader".

So it stands to reason that the squadron leaders of the three First Brigades should be more qualified than Fletcher, but they invariably gave up this position to the latter.

The reason is very simple, Fletcher turned out to be a member of the first brigade, and he was the oldest squadron leader, but because he was short-tempered and violated military regulations, he was transferred to train recruits, but his military literacy is definitely one of the best, no worse than several captains of the legion.

There are "angry lions" with 300 heavy infantry sitting at the city gates, which is why after seeing the enemy attack, whether outside the city or inside the city, the morale of the defenders is still good, in their opinion, no matter how many beastmen there are, they will be able to hold out until the city gate is closed and reinforcements arrive.

Bang –

With a loud bang, when the beastmen entered the range of the archers, and at the same time as shooting began on the city walls, the city gate finally closed, and for the defenders, a big stone in their hearts finally landed, but for the ordinary people outside the city, the gate of hope was also closed, and maybe there was a crack, but in any case, life and death were no longer in their hands, and they could only pray that the defenders would defeat those murderous beastmen.

But what is desperate is that the beastmen who appeared in sight were far more than they had imagined, and with the screams that were getting closer and closer, some of the pedestrians who could not avoid it were torn to pieces, and at a glance, the narrow passage was crowded with wild beasts with teeth and claws, like a raging black tide, with no end in sight.

At the forefront were grinning Chaos Mastiffs, with their foul mouths, scarlet eyes, and their hooves running like madness, some of which were covered with pus, leaving behind a terrible green filth of juice as they went, no doubt that these beasts carried terrible plagues and viruses.

It was followed by Razormon, a giant distorted boar covered in spiky fangs and coarse fur, and a handful of Chaos Eggs mixed in with it; The latter are completely indescribable humanoid monsters, the result of the mutation and distortion of humans who cannot withstand the blessings of evil gods, some of them were tribal chieftains, some of them were howling shamans, but now they are unconscious, completely unpredictable monsters, and even the rampaging razormons know to stay away from them and avoid being attacked.

In addition to these vanguards, Fletcher also saw herds of centaurs and beasts behind, herds of horns of different sizes, there were quite a few of them, the only good news was that there were no big horns and minotaurs with heavy weapons for the time being, they were all a nightmare for the infantry, of course, it was also possible that these slow-paced but powerful guys were still behind.

This made Fletcher a little puzzled, although the beastmen had no IQ and no discipline at all, but according to previous experience, in the face of the enemy and the strong city walls, they would stop no matter what, reorganize the formation, and wait for the main force behind to come up and attack together, but this time the other party did not pause a single step, and just rushed over directly.

Is it a surprise? But the city gate has been closed, no matter how powerful they are, without the assistance of any siege equipment, they will definitely not be able to break through the city wall in a short time, at most, they will kill all these people outside the city, but they themselves will inevitably suffer heavy casualties, meaningless.

Without waiting for him to think too much, the distance between the two sides was shortened to less than two hundred meters, many archers had already hit the target, and the musketeers of the ninth squadron also began to let out thunderous gunfires, and the weapons in their hands were all purchased from the Royal Arsenal of "Nunn", whether it was power or range, it was definitely the first class in the empire.

But the problem is that their numbers are too small, although the beastmen are constantly being shot by arrows and spears, but like a rising wave, they are instantly swallowed by the violent waves behind, and they do not slow down the opponent's speed too much.

Fifty meters......

Twenty meters ......

10 meters ......

Fletcher raised his sword and let out a lion-like roar.

"For the Empire!! For Ivey Collar! For Sigma! ”

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