The Ominous Lord of the Skaven

Chapter 193 Gun Shot Shooting!
"There are too many hairy orcs in this group, we have to find a way to kill a few first."

Targaryen murmured in the woods, a large number of hairy orc light cavalry troops, in addition to as many as two hundred orcs, there are also a large number of wargs.

Although the main force will liquidate them in the future, in order to reduce the loss of the troops, the condition of this group of hairy orcs should be as low as possible.

"Load the shotgun!"

The accuracy of musket guns is indeed limited, but in some cases, the army's hit rate can actually exceed [-]%.

That's shotgun shooting at close range!
When the territory produces bullets, unqualified bullets will not be directly discarded or recast, but collected and used as shotguns.

Depending on the size of the pellets, the Skaven Rifleman will load two to five pellets at a time, and can shoot more than 30 bullets in a single salvo!

Snapped!
The sound of gunfire resounded through the forest, and the deadly barrage sprayed out!The bullets flying at high speed knocked fourteen orc warriors to the ground in an instant, and injured three cavalrymen and five wolves.

"Damn it! We were attacked!"

"Where? Where is the enemy?"

"It's a tree! The tree is talking!"

Due to the sudden incident, the orcs made a mess on the spot, and the rats had already started loading the second round of ammunition.

Compared with the gunpowder flintlock gun, the rate of fire of the magic gun is greatly improved. Reloading is just a matter of stabbing a few iron balls, and there is no need for such troublesome steps as adding gunpowder to the medicine pool.

Taking advantage of the chaos of the orcs, ten magic guns fired again!
"What is this! It's like being bitten by a poisonous snake on my chest! Hiss! It hurts!"

"Papero! Wake up Papero! Tribal gods! Why is there a blood hole in his stomach!"

"Magic! Witchcraft! Evil wizards of men!"

"Fire! I see fire over there! The cunning humans must be there!"

The orcs were shocked at first, but after a while they revealed their ferocious nature. There are thousands of vicious magics, and guns alone cannot scare them.

The nimble orcs released the wolves, and this group of screaming and vicious creatures rushed towards the ratmen impatiently.

"Da Wuxia, please give an order!"

In front of Da Wuxia, who was leading the team, the orc officers were yelling, as long as he said a word, the whole army would launch an in-depth pursuit.

But ever since the hissing of the magic gun rang in Wuxia's ears, Numirfan fell into endless panic.

Memories of the past came flooding back again.

"Fan, what are you thinking? Fan!"

Numil turned his head, and what came into view was a delicate orc face.

Glossy hair, a solid body, and a ferocious wolf under the crotch all show that this is a heroic orc female cavalry.

"Fan! Those cowardly humans finally came up! Look! The long queue! But no one can afford armor! Has the empire become so poor?"

The orc cavalry beside her was also amused by her, and the orc cavalry covered in iron armor had no doubt that they could smash these humans to pieces as usual.

On the ten-kilometer-long front, three layers of human infantry, flanking cavalry, and a large number of orc cavalry confronted the tribal warriors.

Behind these troops, there are still a large number of humans and orcs still rushing to the front line in columns, rushing to their respective deployment positions.

No matter whether they were humans or orcs, they did not stride forward proudly. Everyone looked at the main battlefield in unison, with curious and longing eyes like children on an outing.

The skirmishers nervously spread out in front of the formation, and a loose human wall was erected in front of the densely packed human wall.

Slowly move forward.

"Hahahahahaha!"

The orc heavy cavalry all burst into laughter. That group of hairless monkeys used such a loose formation to fight against their cavalry?

"Dolly! Let's go and give them some color first, Leo Dousha!"

"It's just what I want!"

The female orc took the battle ax from her back, and the opponent was just a weak line of skirmishers.

"Wolf cavalry! Come with me!"

"Roar! Crush them!"

The warg under his crotch began to pace, facing the thin red line on the opposite side, the breathing of both the orc and the mount became thicker and thicker.

Facing the menacing orc cavalry in front of them, the human stragglers returned to the rear of the army along the gaps between the battalions without saying a word.

The cavalry were still happy that they scared off the deployment of humans, but unexpectedly, the 200 artillery pieces on the position began to fire in unison!
Dense solid bullets raged among the orc infantry, and the cavalry who hadn't moved were becoming more and more impatient.

Under the pressure of casualties, the orc cavalry from all walks of life had no choice but to take the initiative to attack.

There was no infantry following, no flanking, not even a horizontal formation.

When the tens of thousands of rifles on the front line fired a volley, the orc commander was horrified to find that he had left thousands of corpses in an instant!
Usually, it takes more than an hour for the two sides to fight each other.

"Numir! What are you doing! Push everyone up!"

Before the deadly volley of guns, Dolly greeted Numir, most of the cavalry companions beside her had been killed.

But they also caused a large number of casualties to humans. The first line and the skirmishers fought together with the orcs, gradually showing their defeat.

But Numir knew that at this time, he must not move forward!

"No! We must go now!"

Numir grabbed Dolly and wanted to take her away, but was beaten back mercilessly by the other party.

"Coward! Run away if you want! The truly honorable orcs must fight to the end!"

Dolly's face was full of anger, and she couldn't believe that the soldier she was optimistic about would say such a thing.

But Numir has no time to explain all this.

"No! Really not! The reserve team is coming up! We must!"

Snapped!
The sound of the magic gun was mixed with the sound of the slap, and the billowing smoke also dispersed following the loud slap.

The remaining orc soldiers looked around, only scattered comrades were still standing in front of them, and there was only a thin line left in the rear.

But in front of his eyes, the thundering drums were accompanied by crisp bugles and bagpipes. Numir could see the bugle players walking in front of the formation, he could see the red line that could not be seen, and he could see the bright lights on each rifle. bayonet!

row by row!Column by column!Far more than them!

Lost!

"No!"

Numir roared, and the orc officers under him didn't know why he reacted like this.

This extraordinary person who has lived for too long may have a strange temper.

"Gather our troops and stop chasing them rashly! This is a trap, they are dangerous!"

The past experience touched Numil's brainstrings, and the fear of firearms had been carved into his bone marrow.

"In fact, Da Wuxia, those guys have already slipped away, and we have already missed the opportunity to fight."

A young orc officer was dissatisfied, but Numil didn't blame him. They had never experienced it, so they naturally didn't understand the horror of their comrades falling in front of them.

(End of this chapter)