For a while, the officers and soldiers who wanted to be cold in Zindelun laughed.

They found that the magic cannons that had been blown up didn't seem to have much effect at all. In particular, the range seemed to be unable to hit the city wall at all, and he was suddenly bold.

The power of the Maple Leaf Danlin magic cannon fire, they Almohads have all heard of it, and it was their Almohads soldiers who bombarded it.

They also thought that the magic cannon was bombarded, and the city wall had to smash a few big holes, and when the peacekeepers opened fire just now, many people were already shouting "Father God Guarantee".

It turned out that Shiro was worried.

They whistled incessantly to the city, shouted insults, raised their middle fingers, and even stood on the top of the city, pulled open their pants, and urinated against the city.

In various ways, they expressed their disdain for the bombardment of Chapter 1039 (asking for a monthly pass) to the old and troops.

The veterans of the peacekeeping forces, who had seen the shelling, looked at the soldiers of the Southern Army with pity and contempt.

In their eyes, the soldiers of the Southern Army in the city at this moment are like monkeys who don't know that they are dying, and they are still chirping and provoking the hunters, which is very ridiculous.

At this time, the artillerymen unhurriedly cleaned the chamber and loaded the shells, and after several officers gathered around to discuss and study, the cannon adjusted its angle and fired again with a roar.

Blazing flames several feet long erupted from the muzzle of the cannon, and the flames were like brilliant huā flowers, so that all the soldiers on the battlefield could see clearly.

The soldiers of Zindelun couldn't help but pause, then pointed to the cannon and were about to laugh again.

But at this moment, there was a screech of tearing air above their heads.

It was a voice they had never heard before, it was extremely strange, and it was sharp and continuous, whistling over their heads.

But in the direction from which the sound came, they saw everything.

The officers and men of Zindelun couldn't help but turn pale, although they didn't know what it was, but human instinct was keenly aware of the terrible danger involved.

Everyone couldn't laugh at all the 10039 chapters of the bombardment (asking for a monthly ticket), and looked up in the sky in a panic looking for the monster that made a sound.

At this moment, there was a sudden "boom, boom" behind him.

The people hurriedly turned to look, and saw that there was a place in the city where smoke was billowing up.

If you look closely, you can also see that a lot of masonry, wood and wood are mixed with the firelight, and they are falling from the sky, as if a meteor has just hit that place.

After the shell exploded, the color of the smoke was very strange, not black smoke.

Rather, it was a strange red, thick smoke screen that rose straight into the air.

That's because there is a city wall to block, and the artillery can't directly observe the landing point of the shell, so the calibration shell is specially fired.

Measurements can be easily calibrated by means of an indication of the smoke.

The officers and soldiers at the head of the city fell silent for a moment.

They slowly turned their heads and looked at the group of artillery on the other side that were silently facing them, all with pale faces and complicated expressions.

Although they had not seen a cannon before, they were not fools, and from the two shellings one after the other, they already knew that they were in a position that was within the firing range of those magic cannons.

The first and the other behind the two guns are obviously the artillery of the peacekeeping forces adjusting the landing point, and once adjusted, the shells will fall on their heads.

And, irritatingly, the enemy's position is extremely far away, and the most powerful ballistas in their hands can only reach half the range at best.

It is conceivable that the opposing side will definitely take advantage of their range advantage and launch artillery bombardment with impunity.

Even if someone is willing to risk their lives as a death squad and go out of the city to surprise the enemy's magic cannon, they will not be able to pass the escort force in front of the artillery.

This kind of situation where you can't fight back and can only be beaten passively is that everyone has to suffocate to death~!

At this point, the cannon in the formation opened fire again.

Although this time it still hit the front of the city wall and did not hit them, it was much closer than the previous shell, and the earth from the explosion crackled on the city wall.

And this time, the smoke that came out of the shell explosion was different from the previous two times, it was yellow.

Immediately afterward, the cannon made several more test firings.

The cannonballs were in front of and behind the walls, and when they exploded, they came out of all sorts of different colors. The most terrible thing was the distance from the city walls, which was getting closer and closer to the distance where they stood.

On several occasions, they could feel the wind blowing in their face as the shells exploded.

The wind was not only scorching, but also smelled of pungent sulfur and gunsmoke, making it feel like you were on the edge of hell.

There was a commotion among the soldiers.

These guys hadn't been to school and didn't know that it was actually just the result of the explosion of the shell load.

Instead, they flexibly used the stories of gods and monsters that they had learned from the mouths of bards since they were children, and briefly pondered in their minds, and then found the correct "answer" in an instant.

The canon can clearly say that rivers of burning fire, ashes falling from the sky, and the stench of burning sulfur are the sights of hell.

"That's a weapon from the devil~!" I don't know who shouted. In an instant, it spread throughout the city.

Everyone couldn't help but panic.

Although they are extremely ignorant, they are all extremely good soldiers, and they can even withstand the most cruel and bloody white-knuckle battles in the era of cold weapons, but in the face of this weapon from the devil, there is an instinctive fear.

Thanks to the tireless propaganda of the Holy See, the people on the mainland have a consensus that the devil is not something that ordinary people can resist, and only the holy knights and the clergy of the Holy See can kill the devil.

This foolish fear has gone deep into my heart.

They turned around and fled to the city.

The officers next to him were immediately unceremonious and took action one after another.

"Brethren, brethren. Don't be afraid. ...

"There is nothing to fear from the enemy. We have strong walls and are not afraid of attacks at all. ”

"Puff up our chests, General Haddou is watching you from behind. ”

"Think of our parents, think of our wives and children. Wanted our home."

"For the sake of our honor, we must not allow the enemy to step into Zindelun. ”

"Those who flee from the battle will be killed without mercy~!"

"Soldier, I order you to return to your post~!"

“...............”

Even though the officers were terrified to death, they kept shouting and punching and kicking the soldiers, using whips, boots, backs and even blades to drive them back to their original posts.

With Pietrius gone, Mera took over the defense of Zindelun, and in order to take control of the army, he convicted all the former officers of the original army for being unresolute and removed them from their posts.

Then he enriched the troops with the officers he brought.

Although there is nothing wrong with doing this in ordinary times, the Su zhì of the officers of the Southern Army is still very good.

But it was wartime.

Changing generals on the spot is a taboo for soldiers.

Because the time was too short, the officers could not establish their prestige among the soldiers.

Although they kept shouting or threatening or luring, and the soldiers were not allowed to take a step back, not many of them obeyed the command, and they scurried around like headless flies.

Some soldiers wanted to escape, some wanted to rush forward. Some of the soldiers were at a loss for a while, and the city was in chaos.

The chaos didn't last long, though.

Just as they were busy in the city, they felt a jolt under their feet, followed by a series of deafening sounds.

The artillery in front of the formation has completed the test firing, obtained an accurate design ruler, more than a hundred artillery pieces have adjusted the coordinates, and then under the order of the Grand Duke Julian, fire at the same time~!

Under the strong impetus of gunpowder, more than 100 shells rushed out of the barrel, and the roar overwhelmed the sound of a qiē, and the shells scratched... Across the sky, it let out a sharp and piercing whistling and slammed towards the head of Zindelun City.

From a distance, orange-red huā flowers bloom at the head of the city, disappearing in an instant.

In the thunderous explosion, countless human bodies were thrown high into the air and rained down like ragdolls in the rubble.

Billowing smoke rose into the sky, obscuring the sky.

For a moment, the entire city was plunged into darkness.

Those who were lucky not to die opened their eyes and saw the scenery around them, and they couldn't help but tremble.

On the city wall, which was originally crowded with soldiers, only a few people were still standing.

The city walls, which had been clean and tidy just now, were already soaked in smoke and pits.

The huge rocks were blown apart and shattered. The entire section of the city wall was missing as if it had been bitten by a huge monster.

The familiar faces on his side were all gone, and there were stumps and severed arms everywhere, a mess.

A hellish sight.

At this time, before the remaining soldiers of the Southern Army could make any movement, there was another sharp whistling sound in the sky.

A second wave of shells came again.

Then it exploded again. Artillery fire again covered the entire section of the wall. Large swaths of the walls began to crumble and collapse, and rubble fell to the ground and rolled down the hillside.

The third wave, the fourth wave......

Wave after wave of cannonballs rained down on the city.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

The sound of violent explosions came and went, and the roar of the cannon and the loud sound of the shells exploded together, and the sound was endless, and only the rolling sound remained between heaven and earth, as if it would never stop.

Like the end of the world.

On the artillery position, those artillerymen had long been red-eyed.

At the urging of the Grand Duke Julius, they mechanically loaded the cannonballs, and then pulled the bolts to spread the deadly rain of fire towards the distant city.

Due to the excessive labor intensity, they were all tired and sweating like rain.

For the sake of convenience and coolness, many soldiers all screamed, ripped off their clothes, and then continued to work desperately shirtless.

Judging by their strength, it seems that they will not stop until the entire Zindelun fortress is wiped off the earth with cannonballs.

Behind them, the legions who stood in the rear and watched the battle had long been stunned and frightened.

At the beginning of the battle of Prisca, Lorraine only led his elite army, and the total number of new troops was less than 100,000.

These veterans and troops who are now watching the battle are all following the army of the Grand Duke Julius slowly, suppressing bandits all the way to pacify the south, and they do not personally participate in the battle under the city of Prisca.

Although many of them had heard of the situation during the initial shelling, and only knew that the Southern Army was dying in pieces under the artillery, they had never experienced it firsthand.

As a result, the accounts of the Prisca soldiers who participated in the shelling are not very credible.

More often than not, it's just a way for those bitches to cheat themselves out of their drinks. It's hard to believe anything beyond common sense until you've seen it with your own eyes.

And at this time, looking at the bombardment of the shaking mountain and the explosion of the buzzing ears of the shock, I have long been dumbfounded.

With the God of Light above, there is still such a way of war in the world?

Stuff a brass pillar into an iron pipe from a distance, and then pull the rope, and the enemy on the opposite side is blown to pieces.

Grandma's, what's the use of everyone's martial arts?

In the past, in order to become a squire knight, everyone prepared knights, canonized knights, champion knights, and even paladins, who did not practice three nines in winter and three dogs in summer, and those who began to get up earlier than chickens and sleep later than thieves from the age of ten, thirty days a month, ten hours a day of exercise, learning art.

The best guy in his teens and twenties is just when he is sullen, and he is struggling not to find a girlfriend and working hard.

Isn't it just to kill the other party when you are with someone, so that you won't be slaughtered by the other party.

And now it seems that this has a hairy use~!

With only a cannon in his hand, even a fat doll can easily knock over a lich with a pull of the rope.

What's the use of this martial arts?

All the hard work in the past was in vain.

Those generals were also silent, and they had heard Lorraine say that the way of war would change, and that it would be a war in the era of high technology and high input.

But many people don't think so, the way of war has changed?

No matter how it changes, you still have to ask people to go up and fight?

And at this time, in the overwhelming shelling, in the violent and dull, continuous explosions, all their confidence was blown into powder.

This way of war has really changed~!

Lorraine looked at the depressed looks of the generals around him, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart: These dogs deserve it. Lao Tzu told you a long time ago. One by one, they are self-righteous. I couldn't even listen to the lord's words.

You have to be honest if you have to use the iron-like facts to beat you hard.

What a bunch of donkey bones. Holding on and not leaving, and retreating backwards, I suddenly heard a tidal wave of cheers.

Lorraine was stunned, then raised her binoculars and looked into the distance.

I saw that on top of the tall tower of Nazindelun City, a broken tiger battle flag covered with bullet holes and gunpowder smoke was slowly falling.

Apparently some guy had shit luck and broke the flag.

The flag is the soul of the army, and the advance and retreat all rely on its guidance and command. The flag then marched forward, and the flag fell and the army was defeated.

It is like a time in history when you are having a good time fighting and seeing that you are about to win, when suddenly a strong wind blows the battle flag and the battle flag is broken, and as a result, you lose the battle.

Now that the flag of the Southern Army has fallen, it also means that the enemy has lost its command.

The city wall had collapsed in large sections of the cannon tower, revealing several gaps, and there were no more Southern Army soldiers standing in sight.

On the battlefield, the legions tapped their shields and shouted wildly.

For a time, the morale of the old and troops was greatly boosted, such as Guan Changhong.

Lorraine saw it, knew that the opportunity could not be missed, and immediately stretched out his hand to point.

Immediately after that, the trumpet in the army was sounded.

"Woo~~Woo~~~" The loud sound of the horn pierced through the roar of the cannon and spread far away.

Several regiments located in the rear of the artillery emplacement, receiving orders, immediately began to advance to the sound of the officers' slogans.

Lorraine quietly raised her binoculars and carefully observed their array.

Originally, he was worried that the ruffians would be frightened by the roar of the cannonballs and would not dare to advance.

It turned out to be very pleased to find that the phalanxes of the legions, when they passed through the artillery array, were only slightly panicked, and then under the loud shouts and scolding of the officers, order was restored again. Ignoring the hissing of shells overhead, he continued to push forward.

It didn't seem at all afraid that the shells would fall and hit their heads.

Later, he learned that the soldiers were also frightened when they heard the cannonball scratching their heads, and if this thing missed one of them and fell on their heads, even the coffin would be saved.

But the officers calmly told them the price of each shell.

Let those puppies know that cannonballs are worth more than their lives.

With the personality of Lord Luo, who has plucked the feathers of geese, left skins for tigers, and left thighs for ants, he is absolutely reluctant to waste expensive cannonballs on them.

Therefore, everyone is very relieved. Even when I heard the shells flying by my scalp, I was not afraid at all.

They had been driving until they were two hundred paces from the city, and then they had a chance to stop and get a closer look at the fortress as it was now.

I saw that the city wall had been blown up in pieces, and I couldn't see the original appearance at all.

The head of the city seems to have been cut down to a height of a meter or two, and there is not even a flat place. In front of the wall, countless falling stones had been piled up, forming a gentle slope.

With that gentle slope, you can even climb up to the top of the city without a ladder.

Although the walls had largely lost their effectiveness, shells continued to explode endlessly on the city's head.

With the flash of firelight, you can see the masonry and tiles splashing in all directions, and then the rain falls, and the smoke fades to reveal a crack.

Although they were still far away, with the earth-shattering explosion, they could clearly feel the tremor of the air around them, as well as the oncoming heat wave.

The heat wave smelled bloody and burnt, and it was disgusting.

At this moment, I heard another trumpet sound in the distance.

The never-ending, rumbling shelling suddenly stopped, and there was silence all around. It's as if the whole world has never been so quiet.

Everyone held their breath and quietly felt the silence of this world.

At this time, a faint childish voice came from behind: "Big brother, big brother, I beg you for a long time." You're a master, let me shoot it too, just one shot, just one shot..............."

Everyone couldn't help but froze, and then burst into a wild laugh of unknown meaning.

Immediately, the officer in front of the battle pointed forward with the battle habit in his hand, and roared angrily: "Siege~!"

Immediately after, a tidal wave of shouts resounded through the heavens and the earth!!!