Chapter 829 Festival 60. August 8

August 8, evening.

The first wave of rats spread to the foot of Hell Mountain.

It was as if dark clouds were drifting against the ground, and rat tides spread between the Gray Mountain Range.

No matter how optimistic people are, it is difficult to have a good mood when they look at this scene.

The breathing of the crowd became heavy, and the orcs who wanted to compete with the white dragon stuffed their heads into the crotch of their pants, and the goblins shrank into the ground, so that they could not see the rat tide that made the spirits desperate.

They hoped that the rat tide might not notice them, but the transformation of Hell Mountain was obvious, and it was almost impossible for them not to pay attention to the summit......

It only took a few dozen minutes for the surging rat tide to completely surround Hell Mountain, and before the sky completely darkened, the Gray Mountain Range turned into an archipelago separated by sea water.

According to the map sent by the Orr Empire, the other fifty or so coalition forces were scattered on the surrounding "islands".

The last twilight disappeared into the Hell Mountain camp, and the darkness gradually engulfed the black tide between the mountains, and also hid the rat tide that began to climb Hell Mountain.

They're going to fight at night again.

On the bright side, it's easy for vampires to go out at night.

Fermi asked the soldiers surrounding the line to hurry up and rest, the difference between the top and the foot of Hell Mountain was a kilometer, and the goblins had destroyed all the shortcuts to the top of the mountain these days. The current Hell Mountain is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the slave rats are exhausted just trying to climb up, and the invincible rat tide can hardly climb up.

A giant bonfire burned in the center of the camp, and the radiant heat dispelled the wind chill from above.

No one is in the mood to rest. The Hellfire soldiers held their guns in their arms, carefully wiping the chamber and trigger, checking the ammunition.

The pale moon rose into the sky, and by the moonlight that was gradually sliding towards the foot of the mountain, Fermi saw that the nezumi had climbed up the mountainside.

"Hellfire stops resting, the rangers are ready to shoot!"

The rangers add up to less than fifty people, but they are either elves or elites, plus the nezumi are densely packed, so there is no need to aim at all.

The arrows around the rangers were piled up, and the musketeers were envious of the random projectiles.

They could not see the killing, but the arrows that constantly made the sound of breaking through the air brought a rare sense of security on the eve of this war.

At some point, Ballier stepped up and said, "I smell the rancid smell of the nezumi...... Let the mage shine the light and the manifestation! ”

Fermi sniffed, and the mountain wind that blew up did have an indescribable strange smell.

The elven mage Ymir, who was shooting arrows, unleashed a light spell, and the rising magical light suddenly illuminated the surroundings of the camp, and the nezumi approaching the concrete-poured hillside could not be seen.

The soldiers saw the arrows in their tracks, and they fell like a drizzle, and every moment the nezumi were killed by the Grim Reaper who fell from the sky, and when they slid down, they knocked down their companions behind them.

At this distance, the muzzle elevation should also be able to throw at the nezumi......

Fermi borrowed the magic musket of the lieutenant next to him, and aimed it at a nezumi with the help of light, the muzzle of the gun raised slightly, holding his breath......

Bang –

A few seconds later, the first gunshot rang out from Hell Mountain, and a spark sparked from the rock more than ten meters in front of the target nezumi.

Fermi returned the gun, took another magic musket, raised the muzzle of the gun, and pulled the trigger almost without hesitation.

Bang –

Next to the nezumi who was targeted, a nezumi who was buried in the back of the mountain suddenly burst into a ball of blood on the back of his neck, losing his life, knocking several nezumi behind him down.

"The muzzle of the gun is raised about a meter above the nezumi's head!"

Fermi let out a sigh of relief and turned back to the soldiers and shouted, "It's time to bring death to the nezumi!" ”

The soldiers, who could no longer hold back, took their positions.

In addition to the magic musket they raised, they also carried another gun on their backs.

This is what Annan demanded: Bronze Whiskers worked twenty-four hours a day, relying entirely on potions to keep sleeping, in order to make another 5,000 magic muskets, which the soldiers could use in turn, to avoid the tragedy of exploding again.

The sparse gunfire began to ring, and it was not neat.

War is the teacher of the soldiers...... For example, they realized that a salvo would not cause more casualties, but would only cause several more blood holes on the nezumi in front of them.

Keeping shooting will maximize your kills.

Even so, the nezumi fell in rows, their tumbling down and knocking down more of their companions like the waves of the sea.

The continuous sound of gunfire covered Loklen, who had not pulled the trigger.

It wasn't that he couldn't bear to see the rat man fall into the flesh, but that his hands kept shaking.

Surely no one could have thought of it...... Loquelen, who was at the top of the training period, was so afraid that he couldn't even hold a gun...... But he was really scared, and he was afraid that he would not be able to return to the beautiful Free City, and that he would never see Nia again......

But she had a good time with the children in the orphanage, and even if she died here, she would still be able to live well......

Thinking so, Loqueren suddenly found that his hands were no longer trembling, and he almost thought that the encouragement had worked...... Until the dreamy elven mage, looking at the elven mage who released the blessing of the group.

Loqueren retracted his gaze in some frustration, took a deep breath, regained his focus during training, and aimed at the nezumi -

As the gunfire continued, the nezumi battle line began to retreat.

But the war taught them another thing: just as the nobles had appetizers for dinner, there was also a prelude to the Nezumi attack

Rat Tide - Rat Tide - Mixed Rat Tide - Elite Rat Tide of Nezumi Priests, Elite Rat Rats, and Reckless Rat Rats -

It is by virtue of this unpretentious skill that the nezumi are invincible in the south, and even the gods can only drive them out of their homes.

Hellfire has only gone through Phase 3 at most, while Blackwatch has been holding out for two days in Phase 4.

Now, relying on the terrain, they avoided the troublesome rat tide, started directly from the second stage, and still navigated with ease.

"Can I try it?" Beryl couldn't help but say.

Fermi stared at the rat tide pulling back and forth on the cement slope, and didn't look back: "Will you use it?" ”

"Almost."

Just as an elite rat came into view, Fermi gave him his own orichal.

"How is it different?"

"The 'can opener' is more powerful than a normal musket." Fermi said the nickname of the Bronze Firebolt and pointed at the elite rat almost three hundred meters away, "Try that tin can, aiming the muzzle above the head about ...... 30 cm. ”

"What is a centimeter?"

"It's ten inches up."

Ballier understood, and traced at the elite rat in the distance, which was not much bigger than an ant.

Bang –

The loud gunfire of the Oylor made the surrounding soldiers look up, and when they saw that it was Belier, they withdrew their gaze.

Fermi looked at the elite rat in the distance, its breastplate and ribcage exploding together, undigested food and intestines gushing out.

Worthy of being a master swordsman, Beryl's hands are as steady as hell, even if it is the first time he shoots, he uses a musket like an oliverite that can dislocate ordinary people with recoil.

"Fermi, this thing works better than a big sword!" In shock, Bailier held up the Orichal.

(End of chapter)