Chapter 607: The Melancholy of the Leading Party
Although the artillerymen at the stronghold seized the moment to fire shells as quickly as possible, the musketeers kept firing and conservatively estimated that more than two hundred and fifty men had been defeated.
But after all, most of the cannon fodder army rushed through this distance, and then really came to the bottom of the mountain.
Of course, their morale was hit quite a bit, and they had lingering palpitations afterwards, and even thought that they would definitely not take this risk if they had it again, but just now they did successfully rush over with their heads covered.
Although the slope is too steep to climb, an area at the foot of the hill is a blind spot for artillery fire.
There is no way to keep the elevation angle too low at the moment - the whole gun jumps when it is fired, and there is a chance that the shells will fall out. Even the musketeers had great difficulty shooting at this angle.
Only the strongholds set up on the other side of the mountain pass, or the artillery at the head of the Iron Fire City, could shoot at the foot of the mountain on this side, but the distance between the two sides is quite far, and the shooting accuracy is relatively low, and the shield car can basically defend against the cannonballs at such a long distance.
Cowering at the foot of the mountain, the army of cannon fodder seemed to finally be able to take a breath.
The Berando's team stood by and waited for them to regain some strength before forcing them to disperse and search for a path to the stronghold.
Being able to transport building materials and artillery to a stronghold, which is obviously not lightweight, has proven that there is definitely a path for people to climb up to this stronghold, and as long as this path can be found, this battle will be won by a small half, and it will not matter if the cannon fodder dies for a few hundred more.
But the stronghold on the hill had already prevented them from hiding in this corner, and soon, several baskets of stones were falling, and more than a dozen people were smashed to the point of bleeding.
Next, two logs and a boulder fell.
However, this bit of rolling wood and stone seems to be much gentler than the cannonballs, they are all things that normal soldiers have seen or heard of with their own eyes, and they are not too afraid.
Anyway, there won't be much of the wood and stone in the stronghold on top, as long as you are careful, you won't be hit by them, and then, it won't be long before it runs out—
Just as they were thinking this, the logs and boulders made a loud noise and exploded!
Some exploded in mid-air, while others exploded after they landed, flying sawdust and debris that spread more than ten meters away under the influence of the shock wave, knocking down the entire team of soldiers.
Of course, many of them were only stabbed by debris and did not die for a while, but at least it was equivalent to the feeling of being hit by an arrow on their bodies, and they almost lost their combat effectiveness.
Not to mention the lack of treatment nowadays, small injuries can become major injuries.
"Hell!" said one of the Berandoo clansmen's eyes. Although the cannon fodder next to him began to stir again, he himself forgot to maintain order, but raised his head blankly and looked at the top of the mountain-
Logs and boulders were pushed down.
"Coming back?" the other Belan resisted the urge to scold his mother, and while estimating to make sure that he would not blow himself up, he took off his bow and shot his arrow towards the mountain.
Inspired by him, many men with bows and arrows shot at the top of the mountain.
But if it wasn't in vain, at least it didn't look like it had any effect, and at best it boosted morale a little.
Not to mention that the enemy on the cliff does not show his head, he can't shoot directly at all, he can only use projectiles, yes, the accuracy of the head is greatly reduced.
Moreover, this cliff is more than thirty meters high, Luo Ming has already used the high school physics that he has not completely forgotten, as well as the data of several mainstream war bows and arrows, to roughly calculate, if you want to shoot from the bottom up, the kinetic energy of the arrows will be lost by more than a quarter.
As a result, even if an arrow hits, it can barely penetrate armor – whether paper or iron.
At the top of the cliff, a large area was filled with arrows like grass, and the soldiers who were responsible for throwing things down also had many arrows stuck in them, but except for one unlucky man's armor that was pierced by an arrow and showed flesh wounds, the rest of the men were at best cut by the arrows.
In this way, they continued unhurriedly to carry logs and stones filled with gunpowder, lit the fuses, and threw them downward.
It's like an old farmer wearing a coat and a straw hat, and he can work and cultivate in the rain without hurrying.
It's just that what they sow is bombs, and what they reap is death.
Although the cannon fodder raised the wooden shield, the wooden shield would be pierced if it was close, and the wooden shield could not cover the whole body, and there were always some exposed places, and if you were not careful, you would still be injured.
"Hell, you can't delay, hurry up and find your way up the mountain!"
The Overseers already knew that something was wrong, so they hurriedly gave orders, and the nobles of the leading party also shouted together.
Although the cannon fodder was unwilling to face the unknown risks, they were even more reluctant to stay here and wait for the bombs, so they immediately scattered in all directions, searching for where there was a passage up the mountain.
Twenty minutes ago, in the face of a large number of enemy troops concentrating their forces on a stronghold, Luo Ming naturally would not foolishly let it hang alone, relying only on his own strength to defend against the enemy army.
It's easy to defend and difficult to attack, but if there are too many enemies, it's not impossible to kill the defenders with that little bit of resistance.
So he ordered another 200 elite soldiers, and went directly to the mountain road to support the stronghold, and now he has reached more than half of it.
And on the way, he couldn't help but sneer when he saw the cannon fodder army scattering and trying to search for the path up the mountain.
Look for it slowly, if you can find the real way, I will lose!
There are only two roads that are actually used to go up the mountain, and one of them is to arrange pulleys to hang people and supplies up and down from a nearby cliff, and this road is impossible to use by the enemy.
And the other way is the road that Luo Ming is walking now.
In addition, there were originally two paths up the mountain, all of which were simply blown up by Luo Ming with gunpowder, not that they couldn't be crossed, but at most they could only accommodate one or two people to pass, and they had to abandon some weapons and armor and other burdens, and climb up and down to pass.
After they had worked hard to pass through, when they arrived at the stronghold, they lacked equipment, they were out of breath, and there were not many people.
As for the path Luo Ming took...... It's actually a bit possible to spot the enemy if you go around in a big circle, but it's also a dead end.
Because the section of this road close to the stronghold has been deliberately trimmed by Luo Ming to be very straight and flat, and there is a small uphill slope that matches the parabola very well, the guns will definitely bleed a river when they are fired, which is not too cool!