The Giants' Territory is not the exclusive domain of the Cyclops, in fact they occupy less than a third of the vast plains, and the larger and more fertile lands are ruled by another, more terrifying group of giants, the Titans.

However, even when facing the most powerful Titan, Bangor did not feel the fear he has now.

Although the small human being at a distance of a kilometer was nothing more than a black spot in his eyes, when the other party stopped, a biting cold like falling into an ice cave instantly swept through his body.

At this moment, he only felt like a rabbit locked by a falcon, even though there was an endless plain around him, but there was not an inch of land for him to hide.

That cold killing intent frantically poured into his blood and internal organs like mercury, making him unable to move, only to feel that there was a cold killing intent constantly shuttling back and forth between his eyebrows and the surface of his heart, as long as he dared to make any drastic movements, there would immediately be a blockade of death intent shattering time and space into his body.

And this death intent, even the most powerful warrior of the Cyclops tribe, could not afford it.

Lear stood motionless like a statue, the black butt of his rifle only against his right shoulder, the silent flow of the wind, while his left eye was closed and his right eye was slightly open, locked a kilometer away through the overlap between the scope and the crosshair.

If it weren't for the material problem, the weight of this gun was slightly greater than that of the Baba sniper in his previous life, if it wasn't for the fact that he had just retreated a few hundred meters and just exceeded the best shooting distance of one thousand meters, if it weren't for the fact that the handmade ammunition was not as perfect as the mechanical polishing, then the first moment he took out the gun, Bange would have been a corpse.

But this does not mean that Bango has escaped the shadow of death, the reason why he is still alive is only because long-range sniping must take into account the interference of wind, humidity and battlefield environment, once Lear feels these conditions clearly, then his death time will come.

If it was a sniper in the later generations, in the face of this situation, he must be the first to start moving in a curve at any cost to escape from the locked range as quickly as possible, but unfortunately Ban Ge does not have this kind of common sense, until now he still thinks that it is some kind of powerful and lethal magic that locks him.

After all, it was indeed difficult for him to imagine and understand the weapons and killing methods of the other world, so he could only stimulate the fighting qi of his whole body to the extreme, and even his pores were expanded to the maximum, and while nervously waiting to deal with the upcoming killing machine, he also missed the best opportunity to escape.

"Don't come here!"

Just as the Cyclops next to Bangor realized that the leader's condition was different and quickly tried to move closer to him, he suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar, and at the same time a low thunderous roar sounded from behind the Spartacus army.

However, the strange thing is that when the gun rang out, Ban Ge found that the killing machine that had been locking on him suddenly disappeared, and after a short period of stunnedness, he suddenly let out an angry roar "No !!", and then frantically turned around and ran in the direction of the city wall.

York, on the city walls, was pale for a moment.

In the few seconds just now, although Lear's killing intent has been lingering on Bango's body, his true spiritual power has never left the barbarian's gatehouse, since the enemy wants to behead him directly, then the exchange of courtesies is naturally to return to the supreme commander of the enemy army, not to mention that Bango, who is in the crowded and chaotic battlefield, is definitely not the best sniper target.

It looked like he was calculating the possible effects of wind speed, humidity, and the battlefield environment, but in fact, there was a constant flow of magical light from the palm of his hand holding the gun.

Sub-enchantments such as Sharpness, Tear, Acceleration, and Strangulation are constantly covered with the sniper bullet that has been pushed into the barrel of the gun, in order to surprise the barbarian at this moment.

There was a visible tear and burning mark in the sky above the battlefield, and after only half a second, York spurted a mouthful of blood forward and fell hard, moving only slightly from the shot to the shot, but that alone was not enough to avoid the fate of being embraced by death.

A large patch of blue blood instantly covered the armor on his left chest, and what was even more terrifying was that a fist-sized hole appeared on his back when he fell to the ground, and the gurgling blood gushed out like a river bursting the embankment, and his body kept twitching, but his mouth was already less in and more out.

"York!"

Bango, who rushed to the city wall, was anxious when he saw York spurting blood and falling, and suddenly pulled out the crossbow gun he was carrying behind his back and inserted it heavily into the hard city wall, the city wall made of boulders was even more unbearable than tofu under the piercing of the fighting spirit, and the city wall more than ten meters high was just a few leaps under him.

However, when Bango climbed the doorway and saw the scene at his feet, a wave of intense sadness and anger instantly occupied his entire heart.

York is dead.

The blue blood water annihilated several crystal rivers beneath him, and the crystal particles in them even emitted some kind of divine brilliance when the sun illuminated them, but this did not save his fate.

The blood on his back had dried up, exposing the internal organs wrapped in his chest, and only half of the original heart was left, and the broken blood vessels and flesh were weakly hanging and connected, but they couldn't prevent the surrounding flesh from gradually showing a death-like paleness.

Lear sighed and put away his sniper rifle, not because he wasn't satisfied with the effect of the sniper, but because he had clearly felt the change in the chamber after the shot just now.

The instantaneous high temperature and pressure caused a slight deformation of the bottom of the barrel, which made him think that Bango would snipe together, unless he was willing to risk exploding the chamber.

The reason for this is that the handmade ammunition is unstable, it cannot be perfectly run-in with the rifling or the proportion of the primer is deviated, but this is also something that cannot be helped.

After all, he made this gun entirely by virtue of the traces of his previous life, and the manufacture of the barrel still accounts for a large part of the luck element in it, and the accuracy of manpower, no matter how accurate it is, cannot be compared with machinery after all.

After this time, the gun still needs to be well maintained, but it looks like there is still a long way to go to get a truly perfect firearm.

Because this scene happened so suddenly, so suddenly that the barbarian army did not realize that its commander had died, the situation on the battlefield did not change much because of this.

After Bangor hugged York's corpse, he only glanced coldly at the barbarian warriors around him, and the orcs who were about to flee in all directions because of fear fell silent under that terrifying gaze.

According to the wartime regulations, if the general is killed, the highest-ranking captain in the field will automatically take over the command, so at this time Bango undoubtedly became the temporary commander of the barbarians, and when he stood up from behind the female wall with red eyes, the first order he gave was to attack the whole army.

Although the Beit League had 30,000 defenders, they needed to garrison both the east and west gates, so when Lear launched an attack on the city walls, he was faced with only 15,000 defenders of the eastern city, and when he sniped York, the 10,000 troops ordered to rush to the west city had just arrived.

Under Bango's orders, the tides of big-eared monsters and hungry wolf knights rushed out of the city gate first, followed by a murderous army of orcs and ogres, and until this time the barbarians who were desperately fighting on the battlefield did not know that their commander had turned into a cold corpse.

The place where the hundred guns were relined was a low hill, and the distance and angle difference were just enough for them to completely cover the entire area in front of the city gate, so when the barbarian army rushed out like a frightened ant colony appeared in the open space outside the city gate, Jeremy coldly waved the command flag in his hand.

It was an unfair war, not about the number of people on both sides but about the weaponry, and before the barbarians, who had regained superiority in numbers, could not open their formations, countless cold iron balls fell into the crowd with perfect parabolas, and then explosions, flames, blood, and wails, and lives lost in despair and bewilderment.

Whether it's a chain hammer or an axe, or an ogre's iron armor and two-handed giant shield, they all look so fragile in the face of the flames that bloom like the red lotus of hell, and the broken limbs and desperate cries show the violent aesthetics of hot weapons crushing cold weapons to the extreme.

Except for a few individuals who are particularly powerful, almost thousands of big-eared monsters and orcs have returned to the arms of their ancestors under the indiscriminate bombardment of five hundred cannonballs, and the corpses all over the ground have made the city gate suddenly empty, but the subsequent barbarians in the burning flames are still desperate to rush to the battlefield in the melee.

The war has reached such an extent that there is no such thing as a strategic retreat, and the only result is life and death.

Because the forward battlefield was already mixed up, the thousands of barbarians were not affected by the artillery fire, but their fate was also not optimistic.

When Tariq succeeded in cutting through the battlefield, the musketeers at the front of the pack immediately lost their pressure and decisively annihilated the wolf cavalry that rushed in front of them, and Ivo ordered them to fight in small formations.

Although there was no threat of covering firepower, the damage from accurate shooting still caused the number of casualties of the barbarian army to rise in a straight line, except for the ogre with a giant shield that could still withstand one or two, and the likes of the big-eared monster and the wolf knight fell in a pool of blood almost without a single gunshot.

This situation continued until the orcs burst into the front of the battlefield with a rain of bullets on their heads, and when the distance was closer, the hatchets in their hands began to take a considerable toll on the Spartacus soldiers, but Lear's side undoubtedly had an absolute advantage in terms of killing efficiency alone.

"Inform the defenders of the West City to abandon the city wall and support the Eastern Front with the whole army!"

After the female wall, Bango gave the final order, and then jumped directly off the tower, leading hundreds of cyclops back towards the potholed area in front of the city gate, which had been bombarded by artillery fire.

The enemy's cavalry held the barbarian army so hard that he had to tear a hole for the army to pour out.

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