Chapter 280. Buckshot dancing in the sky!!

It had been a few months since Chopin arrived in the "City of Chaos", and he also had a certain understanding of the aborigines, who were somewhat silent.

The courage of the natives is unquestionable, both among the Terrans and according to alien races such as the Elven Orcs.

However, the size of the aboriginal army has not been able to expand, and the root cause is not only the extremely low fertility rate of the aborigines, but also their backward production level.

War is never a simple battle between two groups of people and horses on the battlefield, equipment, food, material supplies, etc., are indispensable, and the same is true for the development of tribes and ethnic groups, and for the aborigines, food is undoubtedly the biggest problem that plagues their sustainable development.

But at the moment, this is not the case.

In the queue of these two thousand aborigines, there were also all kinds of supplies and thousands of captured Terran warriors, who may have been very brave at one time, but at this time, they were like defeated roosters, looking extremely depressed.

Chopin had always thought that in the most barren southern regions, coupled with the continuous harassment of the major races, the development of the aborigines must have been restricted to a great extent, let alone expanding, and it was extremely difficult to maintain the original power.

However, now it seems that the aboriginal side, which was originally the weakest among the major forces in the "Chaotic Capital", may not be so weak, they may have been quietly dormant, showing weakness to the enemy, until now, they have unfurled their bloodthirsty and hideous fangs.

If the aboriginal side is really as understaffed as it has been shown before, then how can they leave their base camp in the current turbulent situation of the "Chaos Capital", obviously, everything before is just a disguise, and at this time, as the "Chaos Capital" falls into chaos, the beasts that have been dormant for a long time are also a little impatient, and they begin to tentatively stretch their minions into the Eastern Regions.

And this aboriginal army originally only wanted to test first, and then retreat with one blow, but what they never expected was that on their way back, there would be such a large army suddenly, and there was no warning beforehand, and all the reconnaissance soldiers sent out did not send back any relevant news.

The encounter between the two sides was undoubtedly abrupt, whether it was Chopin or those aborigines, they all seemed a little dazed, but since they had collided together, bloody battles were inevitable.

The bright sky was obscured by the dark clouds at some point, and the air, which was originally a little wet, seemed to be soaked in the killing aura that gradually spread.

And with Chopin's order, the five hundred guards Polish cavalry also attacked brazenly.

"Dada-Da-"

The hard horseshoe pounded hard against the hill's earth, and the violent vibration made the sky crack.

Hundreds of warhorses violently beat the drum of the land, and the vibrating and undulating transmission was enough to make the troops of the vast majority of the lords of the Endless Sea tremble.

The saber was drawn from its scabbard at the moment of the high-speed charge, and with a neat sound of metal grinding, these fearless Imperial cavalrymen had already raised the slender saber in their hands.

"Long live France!"

The Polish cavalry of the Guards clenched the saber in his hand and shouted, his face covered with solemnity.

They were the arrogant soldiers of the French Empire, they were the sharpest spears in front of His Majesty, they had never been defeated during the reign of any supreme king, and in this unknown world, no matter what kind of enemy they faced, these guards Polish cavalry would not flinch, nor would they taste the so-called defeat!

The cavalry charge was not only a test of the knight's physical fitness, but also the sophistication of the weapons used by both sides, the quality of the horses under them, and the higher morale of the other side, but at this time, these guards Polish cavalry were facing wolf cavalry that they had never encountered.

The high-speed French war horses were like heavy fortresses, so ruthlessly rushed over, even if they were about to collide head-on with those wolf cavalry on the opposite side, these brave and warlike Imperial cavalry did not have the slightest intention of retreating.

In the face of such an almost fatal charge, unlike the cavalry that Chopin had encountered in the past, the wolf cavalry on the opposite side did not have the slightest intention of retreating or dodging, but waved the sharp blade in his hand and met the past head-on.

The iron horsemen collided with each other, and with the help of the huge impact generated by the charge of the war horse under them, one sharp blade slammed into each other.

The saber made by stamping technology easily cut through the flesh and blood of these aborigines, and then stirred it up all the way inside, bringing out the internal organs of the land.

The originally bright long knife was completely swallowed by the rich blood in a blink of an eye, and the expressionless knights were like demons crawling out of hell, with bloody and hideous faces.

But in the same way, the killing of those wolf cavalry is also efficient and bloody, these aborigines wield their blades as if they had been trained thousands of times, and when fighting, they are also like machines that only know how to kill, from beginning to end, their complexion hardly changes, even if a large hole is torn out of their chest, they will fight back with the blade in their hands with facial expressions.

And with these violent and ferocious wolves under him, the killing efficiency of these three hundred wolf cavalry is even higher than that of more than five hundred Polish cavalry.

The head-on collision between the cavalry and the cavalry was never fancy, or trickery, and when the two horsemen thought wrong, with the dancing blade, there was always one person who would eventually fall off the galloping horse.

However, at this time, Chopin's Polish cavalry was not fighting against human iron cavalry, but wolf cavalry.

The high-speed charging Guards cavalry swept through the field like a violent wind, like sharp knives into the cavalry camp opposite, accompanied by hysterical mad roars, like a spreading city wall, quickly crashing past.

However, in the face of this group of fierce enemies, these eagle-like arrogant imperial cavalry still did not have the slightest intention of flinching.

The original black and exquisite cavalry uniform was inevitably stained with blood, meat scraps, and other debris at this time.

And after charging and killing again and again, these French war horses with excellent blood are also a little tired, but their posture still looks extremely arrogant.

Xue Ruo looked at the blood-soaked saber in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh, even if it was made by stamping technology, in this collision again and again, it was inevitable that there would be a gap.

However, the softness that inevitably appeared in his eyes disappeared in an instant with the brazen charge that was launched again, and was replaced by the perseverance and determination to wipe everything away from death.

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The saber and the blade collided again, and with the help of the huge impact of the war horse under him, the arms of Andra and the wolf cavalry on the opposite side couldn't help but tremble.

However, after a collision, Xue Ruo did not give the soldiers on the opposite side any chance to resist at all, took a deep breath, and the saber in his hand made a mistake and quickly slashed through the opponent's throat.

With the blood splattered like a fountain, the war horse under Xue Ruo also flew by, and rushed forward again.

However, the war horse under him had just run out not far, but it seemed to be caught by the reins, and then fell heavily to the ground, where would Xue Ruo have thought that there would be such a change, the whole person was suddenly thrown into the air, and then fell down heavily.

When he opened his eyes vaguely, the strong smell of blood was also coming directly, and then Xue Ruo only felt a pain in his neck, as if something had torn his veins alive, and with a large amount of hot blood flowing, his vitality was also passing rapidly.

As the violent killing intent and the surging battle intent blended with each other, the bloody collisions and battles also continued to spread.

Every time the two sides met, the Polish cavalry and the wolf cavalry of the Guards fell to the ground, and then fell eternally in a pool of blood.

However, just as these Guards Polish cavalry were about to charge again, the sound of a thick horn suddenly sounded, and when they heard this sound, all the Guards Pola cavalry turned grim and suddenly scattered from both wings, and then a line of infantry who were ready also began to show their hideousness.

And when the barrels of the hundreds of black-pressed flintlock pistols were aimed at the aborigines in front of them, this group of ignorant aborigines did not have the slightest intention of dodging, and there was curiosity in their eyes.

In fact, if the flintlock rifle-wielding line infantry had their crossbows in their arms, the natives would never have reacted like this.

After all, weapons such as the crossbow and strong bow that can carry out continuous long-range strikes, after fierce battles with humans, elves and other major alien races, they naturally know the strength of these weapons.

But what is the black iron pipe in front of me, what damage can this thing cause if it is used to throw?

However, just when these aborigines were confused, the black iron pipes suddenly erupted with rich firelight.

"Shoot!"

As Chopin's calm order sounded, these line infantry, who had long been a little frightened, immediately pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The sparks from the flint ignited the powder chamber in an instant, and in that small and cramped space, the restlessness that was about to erupt became more and more intense.

And the original black muzzle also bloomed with blazing light in an instant, which is the brilliance of God, the baptism of the dead, and the hymn of life.

When the hundreds of barrels rang out in unison, the white and yellow intertwined firelight spread like holy light, and the rising light was connected one after another, endlessly, and finally converged into a raging flame dragon, even if it was still daytime at this time, but the rich light reflected half of the sky in fiery red.

The black-pressed lead bullets are like prisoners freed from the shackles, desperately enjoying the pleasure of freedom, desperately trying to get away from the barrels of the guns that have been binding them.

The round and slender bullet was instantly transformed into a sharp knife condensed by steel under the huge thrust of the gunpowder expansion, and it contained an explosive and amazing power in its seemingly inconspicuous volume.

"Bang bang-"

The high-speed flying lead bullet is like a warm embrace of death, and it is like a lingering kiss of a lover, but neither one gives the aborigines in front of them a chance to react and refuse.

Almost instantly, a blink of crimson bloomed on the chests of the first few columns of natives, and then a rain of blood splattered like a fountain.

But even if it easily penetrated the body of the aborigine, these messengers of death still seemed to hug the next figure with great affection.

However, when passing through the bodies of the aborigines in front of them, these lead bullets have lost some of their inertia and power, and some have even broken into several petals, and then they have stirred up the wind and clouds in the bodies of the aborigines who have suffered in the rear.

The lead bullets that tore through the space at high speed brought out a devilish scream at this moment, and the continuous sound was like a deadly dance music played by the Grim Reaper, inadvertently, depriving the lives of those lives.

Wails, moans, and screams rang out one after another, like raindrops falling from the sky to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, the entire battlefield was enveloped.

The solemnity that was originally shrouded in the face of an aboriginal person turned into a hideous piece of flesh at this time, and the intense cone pain was like a tide, wave after wave, as if it was endless.

The thick smoke spread like a mist, and with that violent cough, the aboriginal who was cautious could only fall weakly, no matter how unwilling he was.

Blood was flowing, flesh was flying, and an aboriginal stared wide-eyed, unwilling, afraid, dazed, and hideous...... All kinds of emotions came to mind one by one in the last moments of life, but in the end, everything dissipated with the smoke that fluttered away.

A large stream of blood spread on the ground, dyeing the original dripping blood into a deeper dark red, and the rising gunpowder smoke was like a hideous devil, roaring and swooping down from the sky, but the blood-colored battle was still continuing and spreading......

ps: Thanks to the "Poor Lonely" pro-reward of 100 coins.

There was a power outage at home, and the lightning directly ignited the third high-voltage wire, but I don't use this as an excuse to stop the shift, because I've been using my mobile phone codeword, but ...... It's really hot, I'm going crazy with heat, the room is so stuffy that it's maddening, I can't sleep, I guess I'm staying up until dawn all night.

Well,Look at the current situation,It's unknown whether the call will come tomorrow.,My power bank's electric iron will not last at that time.,So tomorrow may be interrupted.,First of all, I will say a big word to readers in advance.,But that's just the worst I think.,There should be an update......