"Hahaha, these monsters aren't very good. "Antoine, an artilleryman who was operating the heavy artillery, was happy this time.

In the past, when training at the artillery training ground, a group of people had to be replaced when firing three artillery pieces, and the training was repeated back and forth, which was not enjoyable at all.

At that time, he was thinking about how enjoyable it would be if there were infinite shells and could fire one cannon after another.

Artillery is the weapon that truly embodies manhood! This is Antoine's pride.

He was an ancestor who migrated to the imperial capital, and after several generations of hard work, he took root, because he was very strong when he was a child, and he liked to dance with guns and sticks, Abba and Mamu were afraid that he would cause trouble, so at the age of sixteen or seventeen, he was sent to the reserve regiment of the First Army stationed near the imperial capital.

After spending three years in the reserve, many of the companions who were together were brushed off, and only a few of them had the best performance to enter the 3rd Division of the 1st Army and become a real soldier.

After a few years of military service, he had become a glorious squadron leader, with dozens of men under his command, until the First Army Corps mobilized several divisions to transform into artillery, and he also came to the artillery training ground with him.

At that time, he was the second batch of trained artillerymen, and with his qualifications, he could have become an officer, but when he first saw the majestic heavy artillery, he was uncontrollably fascinated by it.

What's the use of an officer? It's just a matter of shouting slogans in the back, and being an artillery guy is the most desirable thing for him.

Soldiers who had just come into contact with heavy artillery heard the rumbling cannon, and the timid would even be frightened into incontinence, but in Antoine's eyes, it was a completely different look.

Strong, mighty, violent explosions, it was too much for his appetite.

In order to become an artilleryman, Antoine, who had never studied as a child, patiently memorized the operating regulations sentence by sentence, of course, he did not know how to read, but relied on the explanations of those instructors to memorize them.

Later, he learned how to shoot the artillery accurately, and although he tried his best to learn, his grades were still so-so, so he was not brushed off from the position of the gunner.

Even if he was brushed down to be an ordinary soldier who carried a cannonball, Antoine was willing, because he loved this heavy gun so much, and the violent vibration every time the cannon was fired, as well as the deafening sound of the cannon, and finally the huge explosion when the cannonball landed, made his blood boil.

The only bad thing is that because there are few guns and many people, there are only dozens of heavy artillery pieces in the training ground, and under the actual operation of the 3,000 soldiers who are trained each time, it will take him half a day before it will be his turn.

And even if it was his turn to control the artillery, he would only be allowed to fire three shells, and if he wanted to fire again, he would have to wait a long time.

Their second group of trained artillerymen was trained for only a month, and then they were sent to the Duk Mahon battlefield.

This period of time is the most difficult, every day can only watch those cannons that are loaded on the city wall, but can not get started, it really makes him like a hundred claws scratching his heart, I can't wait to urge those monsters to hurry up.

Boil, boil, boil, finally survived to today, last night I had heard that the Warcraft was likely to attack in a big way today, others were worried, but he felt very excited.

Sure enough, Warcraft finally arrived, and it was their heavy artillery that was the first to strike.

Boom, boom, boom, under the officer's order, Antoine can be regarded as having a good time.

Shell after shell was stuffed into the inlet hole behind the cannon, and then fired under his control, and then watched the shells explode in the horde of Warcraft, this moment really made him passionate, he had never felt so happy.

And he also found that those instructors taught those ballistics, locations, and so on were all in vain, and the city was full of black and black monsters.

You can send the cannonballs to the Warcraft group by adjusting the angle at any angle, and you don't need to calculate anything at all, as long as you fire hard, you can always kill a lot.

Later, the two comrades in his squad who were loading the shells were already too tired, and he still didn't have enough to fight, so he simply stuffed the shells he had moved into the artillery and then fired them himself.

Antoine has been a soldier for half his life, and he needs to train every day, of course, he is burly and powerful like an ox, and it takes two people to load a cannonball, and he doesn't have a hard time loading it alone.

Nearly 100 catties of cannonballs were shot out by him one by one, and I don't know how many demonic beasts died under his shells.

But no matter how strong he was, he couldn't help the supply of shells, and the shells of the heavy artillery that were brought up from under the city walls became fewer and fewer, and the shells that could be fired in a little more than a minute gradually became five minutes, and only once in ten minutes.

In the end, the order was given, and the heavy artillery stopped firing, which also gave Antoine a chance to breathe, after all, no matter how strong he was, he couldn't bear the shells of more than 100 catties one by one for a long time. Love Chinese Network

Next, it was time for the Demon Source Cannon to begin to exert its power, and countless soldiers who had never seen magic could be regarded as an eye-opener, everything in front of them was so spectacular, and the sea of fire under the city wall would make them unforgettable for the rest of their lives.

Although the sea of fire burned below, Antoine on the city walls did not feel well.

There was no way, it was so hot and hot that I didn't even dare to take off my military robe, because as soon as I took it off, I would be directly touched by the hot air on my skin, which was even more uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the sea of fire only lasted for half an hour, and then it was comfortable, as soon as the ice magic came out, the scorching heat immediately subsided, and they were on the top of the city wall nearly 100 meters high, and they didn't feel it as strong as the fire magic.

After another hour, everyone had almost finished their efforts, the order arrived, and the heavy artillery began to strike again.

Antoine also began to get excited again, This time, the density of those demonic beasts between five kilometers and three kilometers away from the city wall is obviously more concentrated than before, and the power of the artillery can be fully exerted, and a few or more than a dozen demonic beasts can be killed with a random cannonball.

Just as he was shouting and showing the maximum rate of fire of the artillery, he suddenly noticed a dark cloud floating from the direction of the Warcraft Continent.

"Huh, is it going to rain? This is not good, if it rains, will it affect the fire magic?" But now is the tense time of the battle, Antoine didn't think much about it, and still kept firing cannons.

Many people have seen this dark cloud, but they don't pay much attention to it, this kind of weather change is too common, although it has passed the rainy season, but no one can stop it from raining.

The dark clouds drifted very fast, and in a blink of an eye, they drifted straight towards the walls of Dukmahon from a long distance, and the second emperor's uncle Asa stood on a high platform to watch the battle and also found this dark cloud, he didn't care at first, but a great magician next to him suddenly said: "Your Highness, look at that dark cloud, I feel that something is wrong." ”

"It's just a rain cloud, at most it's raining, it's not a big deal. Asa said as he brought the telescope in his hand to his eyes.

He didn't have a long time to get the telescope, and when he first started to look into the distance with the telescope, he felt very surprised, and he would always look for something far away.

This is also a curiosity, Asa has never seen what it will be like when the clouds are closer, and this subconsciously wants to see, but really finds that something is wrong.

Because it was too far away, even the telescope could not see it really, but this dark cloud was a little different from what the second emperor's uncle Asa had in mind.

Dark clouds are just clouds, they move with the direction of the wind, and now there is no strong wind on the battlefield, but this dark cloud is drifting too fast.

After another minute, the dark clouds were much closer to the city walls, and this time many of the officers who were fighting on the walls occasionally checked with binoculars and found anomalies.

"There's really something wrong, why are they all made up of small black dots? Could it be a monster?" Asa held up the binoculars, motionless and carefully discerning.

"Quite possibly, Your Highness, please show me this telescope. The great magician next to him said.

"Good" Asa didn't care, and sent the telescope directly to the great magician.

The spiritual power of the magician is much stronger than ordinary people, especially the great magician, which is very different from ordinary people, Asa is just a demon warrior, and he has neglected to cultivate for many years, and at this moment the telescope is in front of the great magician, and he immediately discovered the situation.

"Your Highness, it's not a dark cloud, it's a demonic beast, but it's too far away to see real, if I'm not mistaken, it should be a jackdaw!" said the archmage quickly.

"Jackdaw?" Asa snorted, he knew that although the jackdaw was not a high-level demonic beast, it was extremely difficult to mess with, mainly because it could fly, and there were a lot of them, and when the demonic beasts attacked the city in the past, the shadow of the flying demonic beasts was indispensable, and the jackdaw was one of them.

Whether it is artillery or magic source cannon, the power of hitting low-level demonic beasts on the ground is okay, but when encountering high-level demonic beasts and this kind of flying demonic beasts, it will not play a role.

"Quick, quick, order, all soldiers go into bunker!" Asa knew that the situation was not right, and immediately began to order.

If it was before, the guards on the battlefield of Dukmahon were basically all magicians and demon warriors, and they didn't care much about this low-level flying demonic beast, but now it is different, because there are at least tens of thousands of soldiers on the city wall.

These soldiers are ordinary people, and they have no ability to protect themselves against flying monsters, and it is impossible for a mage to be able to shelter so many soldiers.

Fortunately, this was taken into account when the battle was held, and a lot of bunkers were built on the city walls to defend against these flying monsters.

Even high-level flying monsters are not afraid, the bottom of the bunker is connected to the inside of the city wall, and even if the bunker is destroyed, you can follow the passage to enter the interior to dodge.