"Shooting !!"

Dennis's roar swept through the formation, and the dwarven musketeers, lined up, stopped one after another, and raised their double-barreled shotguns in an orderly manner.

Bang bang bang!

Tongues of fire drilled out of the muzzle, and the spinning lead bullets, under the thrust of the magic crystal explosives, roared forward, and the grinning boar warriors just rushed out of the gunsmoke when they encountered a head-on attack.

The golden Pixiu battle flag waving in the wind was hunting above Qian Wuwu's head, and the calm commander just stood in front of the formation with a cold face, quietly watching the surging army formation of the wild boar people, sweeping and falling apart.

The dwarven general Dennis, under the influence of this calming feeling, couldn't help but point his bright command knife firmly at the middle of the valley, guiding the musketeers of the hot castle to shoot continuously.

In the scattered smoke, lead bullets were poured out, and the storm of metal, in the valley, weaved a barrier of death, and anyone who dared to face it head-on had only a dead end.

On the slope of the mountain in the north, a Xuanwu banner slowly rose, under the black flag, the pig fat face was gloomy, he pointed to the valley with the smoke billowing and said, "What's the matter?" What about cavalry? What about hunters? How did you fight and be blocked by musketeers? ”

The angry pig is fat, of course, there is a reason to be angry, after all, the musketeers of the Five Elements Empire can be killed by the wild boar people in all the previous battles - this kind of appearance that will collapse at the touch of ≧ ↙ is simply a decoration on the battlefield.

It's funny to say that the musketeers of the Great Empire of the Five Elements are most afraid of the order to fire, and they make shoddy guns. Just fire. There is an 80% chance that it will explode on its own. It was a tragedy.

But now, in front of the eyes of the big fat pig, hundreds of low-level mobile honors are facing tens of thousands of wild boar armies in a narrow valley, and with a relaxed and leisurely attitude, they are thriving.

Absurd!

This is simply ridiculous!

The pig with the whip was fat, pointed to the bottom of the valley and roared, "Sukum." Lead the air cavalry and crush them for me! ”

"Yes, Master!" Sukum's bowed face was full of fierce fighting intent, and the next moment, at the sound of the whistle, a giant eagle covered with long black feathers swooped down.

Sukum, who jumped on the black eagle, roared again and again, in the clear sound of the eagle's cry. The bipedal wyverns of the two squads also flew out one after another from behind the mountain. A string of pitch-black shadows cast on the snow pointed straight at the phalanx of the dwarven musketeers, and shot away.

"Wyvern! It's a bipedal wyvern! Bai Yunfei discovered the danger at the first time.

"This is a big problem!" As Dennis spoke, he was already on the defensive.

Qian Wuwu snorted coldly: "Leave them alone for now, shoot straight ahead with all your might!" ”

"Ignore them?" Bai Yunfei's face was already green, and he shouted, "That...... That's a two-legged wyvern! ”

"Listen to me! Shoot! Fast! Qian Wuwu shouted in dwarven language, and under the sound, the sound of muskets suddenly became more dense.

The smoke that escaped from the muzzle of the gun spread in all directions, and soon enveloped the army of the musketeers, but the black eagle and the bipedal wyvern in the sky still swooped down with a roar of death.

On the battle axe held high by Sukum, the golden light was shining, and the sharp law of sharp gold had already revealed the blade, and with a shout of anger, the golden blade on the edge of the axe blade suddenly stretched out, approaching the end of heaven and earth.

The blade of the law instantly broke through the smoke of gunpowder, but what appeared in front of Sukum's eyes was not the military formation of dwarven musketeers, but a vortex of energy intertwined with thunder and flames.

In the bloody shout, the thunder and flames collided with the golden blade law, and in just an instant, the azure thunder and crimson flames were swallowed up by the golden turbulence, and the ripples of energy under the space spread alone in the void.

"I can't do it!" The moment Sukum snorted coldly, his face changed suddenly.

The power of the wild golden blade, although it lightly crushed the energy vortex of thunder and flame, it itself, also deviated from the established trajectory, and finally brushed the military formation of the dwarven musketeers and shot into the snow peak on the side.

Amid the loud rumbling sounds, the cracking of mountain peaks, the fluttering snow, and the flying of rocks, Sukum heard a tone that he was very familiar with: "Shoot!" ”

In an instant, a metal storm of lead bullet spilled into the sky.

Sukum hurriedly raised the giant axe, and in front of the sideways face, in a series of tinkling sounds, the black eagle screamed and wailed, and in the ensuing whirlwind, the bipedal dragoons of the wild boar people scattered the formation in a rapid dodge.

By the time Sukum stabilized his figure, the narrow valley had been completely covered by the thick smoke of gunpowder, and what made him even more depressed was that the bipedal wyvern formation under his command was missing a full four members.

Enraged, Sukum immediately decided to return the favor, and he immediately launched a sharp dive attack, but the target that he had locked on not long ago disappeared into the vast smoke.

The echo of the banging gunfire in his ears was clear and abnormal, but Sukum, who was in the air, couldn't tell the direction of the dwarven musketeers, and in desperation, the air cavalry of the boar people could only choose to retreat after circling twice in vain.

Qian Wuwu, who was hidden in the depths of the gunsmoke, continued to retreat under the cover of the woodland, and along the way, the giant sword was firmly pointed to the north, so the tongue of fire spit out by the musket did not stop for a moment.

The roaring musket was continuously activated with its natural frequency, and one by one, under the thrust of the magic crystal explosives, stubbornly rushed into the charging array of the boar people, and the collision of metal and flesh became the core theme of the valley battlefield.

Shoot, shoot, back off, reload, and then it's just about continuing to shoot, shooting, back again, reloading again......

The cycle was rapidly depleting the ammunition reserves of the dwarven musketeers, but in any case, the physical cost of the light infantry to move and reload ammunition was far less than the wild charge of the armored boarmen.

In such a situation, the forward army of the wild boar people rushed close to Qian Wuwu's military formation again and again, but was knocked back again and again, and the thick smoke of gunpowder gradually occupied the field of vision, completely shrouding the world in the valley in the fog of war.

The wild boar people, who were outnumbered, also started a detour in all directions while attacking, and finally, a group of black-armored pigs arrived on the south side of the valley after fighting their best, cutting off the retreat of Qian Wuwu.

But the gunfire in the depths of the gunpowder smoke continued stubbornly, and it became louder and louder, and the more dense it became.

Ten minutes later, the psychic power of the Pure Altar Shaman, with the whistling voice of the Wind Spirit, used the elemental power to disperse the gunpowder smoke in the valley road, but what was exposed to the eyes of the wild boar army was a dazzling cold bayonet. (To be continued......)