The appearance of the Storm Monarch boosted the morale of the coalition forces, and in addition to the Storm Monarch, they also had three hundred Wing Clan warriors on their side.

In Tristan's opinion, even if he can't kill the white dragon, he can definitely grab its attention.

And as long as they are given a little time, it is a sure thing to crush the enemy army on the opposite side who is stubborn and desperate and trying to die in vain.

That being said, Tristan remained cautious, intending to take another look at the enemy formation.

But before he could send out scouts, Balin had already raised his hammer and shouted.

"Kill those bitches of the Imperial! Cut off the heads of Ilea and Merlin, and divide the wealth of the Arias family and the Shuangxiu Sect!! ”

After a pause, he added, "Liberate our fellow citizens!" Kill me all!!! ”

After saying that, he rode his little pony and rushed out first.

When the dwarves saw that their commander was already on board, they naturally followed, roaring, waving the weapons in their hands, and rushing towards the enemy with great momentum.

Tristan's face turned ugly, of course he knew what Bahrain was up to, and the cunning dwarf was still thinking about the extra two percent of the loot.

Seeing that the enemy was small in number and demoralized, he wanted to run up and grab the head.

Looking at the direction of his charge, he knew that he was going towards the female lord, and his blatant act of picking peaches also caused the dissatisfaction of the imperial nobles.

The men turned their longing eyes to Tristan, and sent him to shout the order for the whole army to attack.

Although Tristan himself does not think much of the wealth of the Arias family, it is not good to delay the wealth of others, and it is not a bad thing that everyone is eager to fight at this time.

So he pulled out the sword from his waist and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, go and defeat the enemy in front of you, and let Lord Solomon see our martial prowess." ”

Before he could finish his words, the army could not wait to rush forward, like a swarm of sharks smelling blood.

And their goals are surprisingly unanimous, they are all rushing towards the rabbit flag.

Since no one saw Merlin for the time being, there was only one option left to earn extra loot.

The female lord put down the binoculars in front of her, and a sneer appeared on her face.

Miss Rabbit was worried that these guys would spread out too much when they attacked, and she wouldn't be able to hit a few people with one shot.

Now it's good, almost all the enemies have gathered together, and the darkness is overwhelming, and even because there are too many people, some people have been squeezed and fell, and they have never been able to stand up again.

So the female lord also had the twenty-seven Italian cannons pulled down in front of her, and lined them up, with the muzzles of the black holes facing the front.

This was the first time that artillery had appeared in a full-fledged war on the continent of Brattis, and the enemy on the other side knew almost nothing about it, and had not yet experienced the horror of this weapon, and they were still rushing to this side.

It looks like an uncle and aunt waiting to pick up discounted vegetables before the supermarket closes.

The female lord deliberately waited a little longer, until the first row of enemies was less than three hundred paces away from them, and then gave the order for the cannon to fire.

The first round of firing was a solid projectile, and with a loud roar, the shells flew out of the muzzle and into the dense crowd.

Even the high-quality steel armor that the dwarves were most proud of could not withstand this violent impact, and even if it was just a little rubbed, the basic bones were broken.

And if you take a blow head-on, the whole person will be knocked out, spitting blood from the mouth, and dying on the spot.

The representative of this is Bahrain, the dwarf general rushed to the front in order to grab people's heads, and he was accompanied by the most elite soldiers in the army, so he was naturally very conspicuous, and it was not surprising that he would be set fire by artillery.

But even so, with the shooting accuracy of these earthen cannons, it is not a small miracle that he can be hit with one hit.

It can only be said that his luck in going out today is really not very good, and Bahrain has not even reacted to what is happening, only to hear a series of earth-shattering roars, and even the earth feels like it is trembling.

Then the dwarven general was smashed into a pulp along with his ponies, and when the dwarves came to their senses, they found that the commander who had been a fierce pig was gone.

Those solid shells destroyed almost everything in their path, and they didn't end killing once they landed.

The ground of the decisive battle chosen by the female lord was very solid, and those cannonballs were like stones that had been struck by water, and they would bounce up again after they landed, bouncing and moving forward.

Until the kinetic energy is completely exhausted, by this time they are even close to breaking through the coalition forces, and people are turning on their backs and wailing everywhere they pass.

Stunned Tristan, who was left behind.

What kind of magic is this, why does a mere iron ball have such terrifying lethality and can fly such a long distance?

Tristan was not the only one who was stunned by this round of shelling, and everyone used to have a lot of casualties when they charged, but this was mainly caused by the archers on the opposite side.

And as long as you wear good armor and raise your shield in time, you can resist most of the arrow rain, which is why the nobles often take the lead and rush to the front line.

However, the armor they were proud of was like paper paste in front of the iron balls, and it shattered at the touch of it.

The female lord now had only twenty-seven Italian guns on her hands, and even a single bombardment could actually cause only a limited number of casualties.

That is, the coalition army was busy grabbing people's heads, and she killed hundreds of people in one go, and directly ploughed dozens of blood lines on the battlefield, but for the coalition army whose number has exceeded 70,000, this loss is not unbearable.

The point is that the scene was so bloody and terrifying that even the bravest warriors couldn't help but be afraid at this time, and involuntarily slowed down.

This also gave the gunners on the other side time to continue reloading gunpowder and shells.

After the second round of firing, the coalition side lost another 200 men at once, and even the troops in front showed faint signs of collapse.

The reason why they rushed up in a swarm was because they heard that the resistance was demoralized and unstable, and they wanted to come and pick up the bargains.

As a result, the opposite side looked a little desperate, and the two rounds of artillery were called a murderous one.

The people in front of them don't care about how to make a lot of money now, they just want to save their lives, who knows who will be unlucky next time those big long pipes smoke again.

Tristan was also a little anxious when he saw this, he had a wealth of military experience, and knew how dangerous it was for the striker to start running away once he lost his fighting spirit, and he could even bring the army to collapse.

Although he himself was a little afraid of the big iron bullets, he still raised his sword and urged everyone to move forward and continue to charge.