"Click, Weng—" Losing the restraint of the crossbow machine, the crossbow string made of steel wire made a slight rattle, and through the shooting hole, Alan could easily see that a howling jackal was overturned by the massive impact of the crossbow arrow, and then fell to the ground, dead and dead. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Get on the arrow!" Handing the missing crossbow to the waiting man, Alan picked up another crossbow that had already been secured with a winch, and then continued to repeat the aim, shooting these movements.

There were many crossbowmen like him, and the dense crossbow bolts shot the charging gnolls to the ground like a torrential rain, and a large number of corpses had almost piled up a low slope in front of the position.

After firing the three bolts in the heavy crossbow again, Alan stopped, and through the shooting hole, he could see that the jackals no longer charged, but turned their heads and fled backwards.

After handing over the heavy crossbow to the people, Allen moved his arm slightly, which was sore from raising his hand for a long time, and scolded in a low voice: "These shameless bandits! ”

"Sir, you take a saliva." At this time, a man smiled flatteringly and handed over a water bag.

"Hmm." Alan nodded with satisfaction, very satisfied with this man: "Joe, you come and keep an eye on it, and tell me as soon as those miscellaneous pieces come up again!" ”

"Yes, sir!" Another man named Joe wound the crossbow with a winch, heard Allen's command, and hurriedly answered, and before he had time to wipe his sweat, he climbed onto the shooting table and checked the movement outside.

"Sit here, sir." After Allen commanded Joe to help him guard the lookout, he walked comfortably to the corner of the fortress where the sundries were piled up, where there were some boxes with arrows for sitting down and resting.

The cool spring water flowed into his throat, making Alan let out a sigh of satisfaction, and casually threw the water bag to the people, he leaned comfortably against the wall, looked at Joe, who was carefully observing the enemy's situation, and looked at the courteous people, and felt extremely satisfied.

It has been two days since the orcs began to attack, and he has gone from panicking at the beginning, almost forgetting how to buckle the crossbow machine, to his current insensitivity, and the safe stone fortress protects them, so that they only need to concentrate on aiming and shooting.

Even the loading of arrows is a matter of special people's help, especially among the two people assigned to him, one of them is also very good at flattering people, although he likes to be lazy in things, but he can make him feel every time that he is like a noble lord.

Alan is the son of a farmer, and like most conscripted militiamen, he doesn't care about declarations like driving the orcs out of their homes and taking back our land, he joins the army for the simple purpose of making ends meet.

His family was so populous that although the merciful lord had given them rations and land, there were eight people in his family, and it was evident that the land and rations would not feed them all.

So when the lord's recruitment notice was announced, his father kicked him out of the house along with his three older brothers and let them join the army to eat.

Alan didn't know where his brothers were assigned, but he was assigned to the 3rd Crossbowman Brigade of the 4th Legion, where he received a fine set of leather armor inlaid with iron plates, an iron helmet, a pair of gloves, and a pair of handsome cowhide boots!

After a short period of training, he was dragged to the town of Shining Gold, and then followed the marshal to conquer the Red Ridge Mountain. Of course, as a crossbowman, he was just standing behind and shooting arrows, and in the strict sense of the word, he didn't kill any enemies before the battle began!

"My lord, those gnolls are attacking again!" Just when Alan was still immersed in his memories, Joe, who was watching, called out loudly.

"Damn the crumbs!" After two days of baptism of war, Allen's reaction became sensitive, and as soon as Joe's words fell, he jumped up at once, came to the shooting table in three or two steps, rudely pushed Joe away, and raised his crossbow to aim at the orcs outside.

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"Bobby, how many arrows do we have left!" Just as the gnolls attacked again, Isabel in the war room propped up the battle table with both hands, frowning at the map.

"Rest assured, our arrows are well stocked, and the orcs' attempts to consume our arrows with jackals and kobolds are doomed to be in vain." Hearing Isabel's words, the master stonemason immediately replied respectfully.

After a moment's hesitation, he continued: "But the goblins don't have a lot of gunpowder reserves, and we used too much before, do we want them to withdraw from the front line temporarily?" Waiting for the arrival of follow-up material resources? ”

"Luminas, tell me what you think." After Bobby finished speaking, Isabel looked at the huntress with a blank face.

Luminas didn't answer immediately, she lowered her head and thought for a while before she said: "Only half of the musketeers can be removed, otherwise we need to add auxiliary minfu to the crossbowmen, even if our heavy crossbows have begun to use winches to wind, but the two minmen have to carry arrows and ensure that the crossbowmen's attacks are continuous, which is a bit difficult." ”

What Luminas didn't say was that many crossbowmen, in addition to asking the people to do their jobs, would be like Alan, and would let the people do his housework, or some other work, and even worse and more disgusting things would happen.

However, Luminas did not intend to sort out these things, in her eyes, this was a special time, and although these crossbowmen had the protection of the fortress, they were still under great pressure in the face of the endless attacks of the enemy.

Isabel nodded and looked at Bobby. Bobby, who didn't intend for this proposal to pass, immediately agreed: "That's enough, I'll ask the griffons to bring a message to Stormwind and urge them." ”

"Very well, Mr. Bobby, I want you to take the craftsmen and make some rudimentary arrows on the spot." Isabel stood up, walked to the lookout, and looked at the gnoll who was facing the arrows like a storm

"So far, the orcs have not sent any main troops, and they are consuming our arrows with as many gnolls as weeds in the western wilderness. We have a lot of stockpiles, but it's very upset that the good arrows are used on the Gnolls to hit the enemy's hands! ”

"I see, Marshal!" Bobby nodded in understanding.

"Okay, you guys go out, notify me immediately of anything!" Isabel said with a wave of her hand.

"Yes, Your Excellency!" Luminas and Bobby saluted together.