10 meters ...... Twenty meters ...... Fifty meters...... One hundred meters

Soldiers had already walked to the site where the explosion had occurred, and every step they took was at risk of being blown to pieces by the bombs buried underground. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The soldiers walked out of the front in fear, and before they had gone a few meters, there was a buzz in the soil under their feet, and a blasting force exploded from the ground in an instant, resounding within a certain range.

"Dead Man"

"Dead Again"

The army barely advanced a distance of more than a hundred meters, but the number of dead and wounded had reached a high of fifty, which was far from the free city in the distance. 、

"General McGalley, let's let the horse rush over on horseback, so there will be fewer casualties," the adjutant general said unbearably, seeing his men walking on the edge of the blade with such luck, he really couldn't bear it.

"Okay, advance to Free City as soon as possible, do those guys think they can stop my McGurn's army in this way, too confident" McGur nodded in response, and immediately ten soldiers were selected to ride ten horses side by side to open a safe path for the army.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded on the road, and ten horses galloped, and soon one horse and its rider were blown to pieces by stepping on a bomb, and the horses next to them were lucky enough to escape the force of the blast because they ran fast.

Everyone looked at it a little unbearably from behind, if it was General Haigel, he would never make such a decision, and this thought appeared in the hearts of all the soldiers inexplicably.

After losing twenty-six horses and their corresponding riders, the army finally approached the city of freedom, which was now full of thugs in charge of defense, and the gates of the city were firmly closed.

Each thug had crossbows, shoddy muskets, bows and arrows in their hands, and although they didn't seem to be very powerful, they could still have some effect on the Maran army.

"Hmph, these fools," McGurner looked at these people with disdain and smiled, "loaded." Let's give these unruly guys a shuttle."

All the soldiers picked up the muskets they were carrying behind their backs and aimed them at the walls of the Free City.

"Shoot!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The loud noise of the muskets rang out outside the city of Liberty, and in the face of this phenomenon, the mob had already taken precautions and lay down, all hiding under the protection of the city walls, and the human flesh could not withstand the iron bullets fired by the muskets in any way.

As the Maran army reloaded the iron bullets, the thugs of the Lawless Land also began to fight back, and a group of people in black robes brought iron cylinders as thick as the waist of adults, and lit the fuses on the iron cylinders in the direction of the Maran army.

"Boom!" Like a cannonball, every cylinder burst into flames, and bombs the size of a human head shot out of the barrels angrily and fell into McGall's army in a parabola.

"It's a bomb!"

No one reacted, they couldn't imagine why someone in this broken place of lawlessness was able to create a high-grade military weapon like a cannon, and hundreds of people died in an instant under the explosion of the super powerful bomb specially made by the bomb king.

This iron barrel is not a regular cannon barrel, but it is a temporary thing that the craftsmen of Liberty City made by the Bomb King before, but it can't stand the experience of the Bomb King, he is a grandmaster-level arms master, and many of the military weapons in Lispong City were developed and conceived by him.

"Damn," McGur commanded some of the horses under his seat, and pointed his ugly sword at the Free City, shouting, "Iron Shieldmen, give me a top! Musketeers, I must show these fools today that we know how good our Maran is."

A group of soldiers carrying shields the size of the door panel hurriedly walked to the front of the team, and it could be seen that the physique of these iron shield soldiers was all of that kind of tall and strong type, and only such a strong man could advance a distance of hundreds of meters on the battlefield with an iron shield the size of the door panel.

The mob's bows and muskets were of no use against the Iron Shieldmen, and these shields were carefully crafted by the craftsmen of Lispong, each of which was extremely strong.

"What can I do, if they get close to the City of Freedom, the walls will fall"

"Hehe, what are you worried about, isn't there still our explosion organization" The man in black standing on the city wall sneered, "The Bomb King said that these iron shields are very hard, but if no one can lift them, they will be no different from scrap metal"

"What does this mean?" the crowd was puzzled.

"Bombs in this area no longer explode when stepped on, but only when the passing object exceeds the weight we set in the first place...... So"

Before this man finished speaking, the iron shield soldiers who were carrying iron shields were turned on their backs by the bombs triggered under their feet, and a large number of people fell for a while.

"And bombs!" McGurl was shocked, this was within a hundred meters of Freedom City, and there were bombs buried underground, these thugs were not worried about killing themselves at all. 、

"General, many iron shield soldiers have been blown up, and no one can carry those iron shields" The deputy general immediately came with bad news, without the iron shield soldiers, everyone could not continue to approach, and they couldn't even get close to the free city.

At the same time, those poorly made shells were constantly being fired at the Maran army by the personnel of the blasting group, and for a moment McGur was in a stalemate.

He originally thought that the lawless land was just a group of thugs, and there was no room for resistance when he encountered his regular army, but who knew that there were guys who could make bombs in this city, which was simply unimaginable, Lispon City has always been considered the most important of the three acropolis of Maran, the reason is that the most elite craftsmen in the entire Maran live in this city, and Lispong City is also known as the capital of iron and fire.

Every munitions craftsman is a valuable resource.

"General, we didn't bring a magician with us this time, and now the iron shield soldiers have suffered a lot of losses, if we forcibly capture the flowers of this city, we will also suffer heavy losses, otherwise we should retreat" The adjutant general proposed that McGurl has a family city behind him, and even if the responsibility for defeat will not be shared on his head, and his own lieutenant general will not be like this, if the army wins, all the credit will be calculated as McGalley's alone, if he loses, his lieutenant will become a defeated sinner for the first time and be punished by the royal family, so the deputy general can only propose to McGill for his own life.

"You let me retreat with these foolish generals?" The Earth Brown Bear looked at his lieutenant with an angry expression: "How can Maran's army lose, we have the best muskets and equipment, these thugs only have a broken wall, you let me retreat!?"

The adjutant couldn't help but say: "General, these are deadly things for orcs, but we don't have much advantage over these thugs with arms."