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Chapter 341 The Tragic Royal Capital Defense Battle
"Third cohort, shoot!"

A high-pitched shout resounded on the city wall.

Old York hurriedly pulled the bolt of the gun, and put the adjusted telescope on the butt of the gun, targeting those nobles in gorgeous costumes to shoot.

In the previous two rounds of shooting, he had already found his target, and it was the one with the most flirty clothes!
"Charge... Charge!" Under the walls of the capital, the Grand Duke of Barrow shouted loudly. Although the intensive gunshots and the roar of artillery continued to ring out on the battlefield, he did not have a trace of fear in his heart. He believed in God. He is protecting himself, and he also believes that the armor he bought at a high price has the best protection.

Vaguely, Baro seemed to have seen the moment when he rushed into the city, killed the false king Hatar, and put on the crown!
An indescribable excitement filled his brain, but the next moment, his thoughts froze. A round lead bullet pierced through the air, pierced through the magic barrier in an instant, and shot straight through the gap in the armor. into Barrow's eyes!

The power of divine arts was fading, and his consciousness was also rapidly peeling off. The moment Baro lost consciousness, he suddenly realized that the so-called king's position was nothing more than an illusory temptation, and they were nothing but cannon fodder to consume the enemy. That's all.

"Perfect!" Old York, whose head was taken from the city wall, applauded his outstanding marksmanship. The unlucky guy just now, with such gorgeous armor, should be a great noble after all, right?

That's another few gold coins in hand!
After Old York happily changed the projectile, he continued to pick up the binoculars to find the next target.

Like him, there were not a few Musketeers who held this kind of careful thinking. They were dominated by magic and desire, and the nobles on the battlefield soon died tragically on the spot amidst successive gunshots.

Although not everyone is a sharpshooter, and a group of nobles also wore the most sophisticated armor, but they couldn't stand it, and everyone was pointed at by more than a dozen muskets, and they were directly smashed into a sieve after one round of shooting.

And these poor people at the bottom have nothing, and they can only rely on prayers to resist the suffering of life. At this moment, in their eyes, Lin En and others on the city wall seem to be the culprits of all crimes, the people who caused them suffering!

The sound of fighting and gunshots resounded constantly on the battlefield, sometimes accompanied by intermittent rain of arrows, but it would soon be interrupted by artillery bombardment, leaving sparse arrows, which did not pose much threat...

However, except for a slight shaking, the city gate still stands tall, because behind it is a half-meter-thick concrete wall, which was made by Lin En and others using magic. It is very strong, not to mention the battering ram, even It is also a bit difficult for divine arts to break it.

The heavy iron hammer hit the city gate one after another, making an unbearable muffled sound.

After Ai Luoke and others wiped out the soldiers close to the city wall, they stopped casting spells and handed over to the Musketeers to continue the attack.

These sacrifices were not without value. They had already crossed the line of death, rushed to the bottom of the city wall, and the climbing ladder had been erected.

The huge casualties did not frighten the rest of the soldiers, they continued to continue to build the siege ladder as if they did not see the tragic wailing of their companions, shouting "for the gods"...

It is absolutely impossible for Adwell to be a reckless man who only knows how to attack by force, otherwise he would not be qualified to lead troops to conquer the kingdom, commanding the two elite troops of God's Punishment Army and Griffon Knights.

They don't know much about the production process of lead bullets, but they also noticed that this thing is round and has the same specifications. Even if the process is not complicated, it will take a lot of time.

"Could it be that they want to use the lives of these poor people to consume our ammunition?" Sanchez speculated.

The deeper the belief in this auxiliary divine art, the greater the impact it will receive!

Even if these tens of thousands of people are all dead, it is impossible to shake this city...

The more and more casualties also made the hot-blooded Hebrew and others gradually break free from the influence of the magic.

Lin En frowned slightly, very strange, he didn't quite understand what Edwell was up to, would it be okay to let these people come over to die?

The magical power of a wizard is not unlimited. Usually, if they release five or six magics of the same level, they will enter a dilemma of lack of spiritual power. It must be known that those magicians have not directly entered the battlefield, and they cannot invest too much power.

After all, they are not poor people who are easy to fool. Even if they have the temptation to rule a kingdom, they cannot resist the fear of death after all. The pace of charging is getting slower and slower, or they simply shrink back and command the army to fight...

The battering ram, which was also blessed with protection, also reached the gate of the city under the cover of the human wall, but it was shot crookedly after being hit by several shells.

He even hesitated when he was so crazy that Old York shot. This group of people were like ghosts in hell, even with a broken leg, they climbed all the way under the city wall, scratching the solid city wall with their nails!
"It's so tragic!" Raphael sighed unbearably. It was the first time he had experienced such a large-scale war, but he didn't intend to do anything. He just watched quietly. This small scene was far from needing them time to act.

The [-] musketeers guarding the city wall consume tens of thousands of bullets after a few rounds of shooting, and the consumption per hour starts at [-]!

The casualties of the soldiers were even more severe.In less than an hour, more than 4000 people died under the city wall, and the red blood stained a large area of ​​land outside the city...

Hearing this, Raphael and the others also became a little worried.

According to the art of war, there is no difference in the number of troops and more advanced weapons and tactics, and there is no difference between storming the city and giving away the head...

When more and more soldiers gathered under the city gate, the wizards standing on the city wall finally made a move, flames, frost, lightning, falling rocks... continuous magic fell down, turning the entire battlefield into hell!
After this round of magic bombing, thousands of casualties were caused, and the siege ladders and siege rams that had been built so hard were all reduced to ashes...

"Haha, that's just wishful thinking! You probably don't know how these projectiles are made!" Dennis said with a sneer.

"Even if it's simple, how many can one person rub in a day?" A great wizard said amusedly. "The bullets can't just fall from the sky, can they?"

He can probably guess some of the production methods. It is nothing more than melting the lead ore at high temperature, and then trying to make them into balls of the same size.

"No, they really fell from the sky!" Dennis said with a strange expression.

(End of this chapter)