"In this way, hold the handle with your right hand and hold the barrel with your left hand, steady!" As a veteran, Mongoose felt that it was his responsibility to teach the recruits how to use the weapon proficiently, although he had only barely learned how to use it, but the operation of this weapon was not as difficult as expected, and it was more stable and controllable than the longbow, a firearm called a flintlock pistol.

Since the ignition and expansion of gunpowder will produce a huge driving force, and at the same time, it will also produce a corresponding recoil force, so the rand reinforces the original flintlock pistol* as a cushion, and the soldier can use his shoulder to resist * when operating, so as to compensate for the lack of wrist strength.

Most of the recruits were not qualified to operate the flintlock pistol, and the main reason was that gunpowder was too scarce, and the potassium nitrate used for * had not yet formed a systematic production line in the world.

"The wind blowing from the Arctic Mountains seems to have warmed up a lot lately. The mongoose cleaned up the scraps of firewood from the brazier and said in a slightly excited tone, "It seems that this winter will not last long." ”

"yes, this hellish winter is finally over. Squad Leader Carlo responded, he vigilantly observed the end of the horizon, while smearing the rails of the ballista with lard that acts as grease, this big guy is very delicate, it needs to be checked several times a day, including the tension of the bowstring and the angle of force on the bow arm, once the parts are found to be worn, they must be reported and replaced as soon as possible.

"It's been two months since the beginning of winter, and after four or five animal tides, we have been able to completely defend the wooden house, even I find it incredible. The mongoose used a broom to throw the carbon deposits in the brazier outside the city walls, watching them fall down, and the pitch-black ashes and charred beast corpses more than ten meters outside the city walls silently recorded the tragic battles that had happened here, "and even sometimes, I feel like I'm dreaming, for fear that when I wake up, the beasts have invaded our city." ”

"What stupid are you talking about?" said Carlo with a sneer, annoyed.

"Don't you think so? In the past two months, I seem to have experienced all the strange encounters of my life, first all kinds of powerful machines and weapons, and then I fought side by side with the demon seeds. The mongoose waved his hands, "If this had been two months ago, I wouldn't have even thought of such a thing." ”

"And how do you feel, good or bad?" asked Carlo after a moment's thought.

"It's not good or bad, but it's exciting. The demon seed is not as terrible as he imagined, and instead of bringing disaster, he saves the lives of all of us," the mongoose said, considering his words, looking around, and in a low voice, "Perhaps, the Holy See's hadith is wrong. ”

"Uh...... I mean, maybe some of them aren't entirely true, like the demon seed bringing disaster or something......"

"Perhaps," Carlo looked at the sky, his unwavering belief in the Holy See had been shaken during this time, and the birth of various magical instruments and weapons made Carlo begin to wonder if the gods were not omnipotent, if nothing else, could the gods make such muskets?

Could it be that there are no gods at all?

The thought sent Carlo into a cold sweat, but before he could calm down, a low trumpet sound was heard from outside the walls.

"Woo......"

This is not the call of a sentinel!

Carlo immediately understood the difference between the two trumpet sounds, and it was not his own person who sounded the trumpet at such a time, but ......

Enemy!

Carlo gasped as he looked beyond the walls, and he saw a procession of tall, poorly clad barbarians approaching the town from the direction of the Arctic Mountains.

Although the distance is very long, but fortunately, Carlo is famous for his eyesight, and a rough estimate shows that the number of barbarians is probably more than fifty.

This number is not large, but Carlo does not dare to take it lightly, no one can guarantee that this number will not increase again, according to the report brought back by the rangers, their number will be at least around two hundred.

The companions around them also spotted the approaching barbarian, and they quickly held their weapons in their hands, arranged them in a predetermined position, and pointed their guns or crossbows in the direction of the barbarians.

"Blow the horn!" shouted Carlo, who, as a temporary commander, had the authority to command the troops on the fortress walls.

"Whew!"

The loud sound of trumpets sounded over the fortress walls.

Carlo took two deep breaths, as a veteran of decades of service in the Empty Ferry Territory, he knew the horror of the Barbarians, they were cruel and violent, and compared to the low intelligence of the beasts, the Barbarians caused the greatest damage to the Empty Ferry Territory.

This was the first time he had faced the barbarians on his own in the true sense of the word, but with the weapons and armaments in his hands, Carlo was confident that he would defeat the barbarians.

Think of the terrible damage that barbarians have done to us in the days that have been, where fields have been destroyed, families and companions have been killed, and food has been plundered.

Now that we have a brand new weapon, come on, the time has finally arrived.

The barbarian team is getting closer and closer to the fortress wall, they are a group of males, except for the private parts covered with animal skins, the rest of the skin is all *, the rough and thick skin like rock gives them amazing defense and cold resistance, and the thick body hair wraps their bodies, looking like primitive people who have not fully evolved.

"Two hundred meters, the long-range strike group is ready!" Carlo visually measured the distance, his duty was to accurately judge the attack distance and issue the correct order on the battlefield.

The ballista bowstring made a heavy stretching sound, indicating that the killing machine was ready to attack.

"One set of adjustments complete!

"The second set is adjusted!

Similar to this kind of report resounded on the fortress wall, with the experience of field combat, the soldiers were much more skilled than before, at least there was no rush and misheard orders.

Carlo licked his chapped lips, the ideal strike distance for the ballista was one hundred and fifty meters, and so far, the barbarians had not easily stepped into this range.

The barbarian's speed slowed suddenly.

"What's going on?" asked the mongoose.

"They're like they're adjusting the formation. Carlo's voice was puzzled, staring at the barbarian's movements.

"Attention!

I saw that from the camp of the barbarians, more than a dozen black and slimy round objects were thrown up and flew straight in the direction of the fortress wall.

When Carlo saw what the objects looked like, anger instantly filled his chest.

This turned out to be more than a dozen human female heads!