Doomsday Dark Age

() Yuntu frowned and looked at the slowly approaching western team on the opposite side. Even though there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, he felt a little anxious in his heart. The first time the camp was in chaos, he led his troops out to stop Tianzhuo, because he was afraid that Tianzhuo would jump over the wall and attack the camp first, which would inevitably bring a greater blow to the barren camp.

Just when Yuntu was anxious, the sixth shell finally blasted out. The frequency of shells every 2 minutes is not high. Although the speed of the western army seems to be slow, they are always advancing. Ten minutes is enough for them to pull in. From the distance, seeing that the most forward is about to break through the shooting angle of the artillery, and regardless of the scorching heat of the artillery, they bombard the looser and looser queue as much as possible.

This time, because of the distance buy, nine out of ten shells hit the queue, and one of them wiped out half of the squad of 30 people in an instant, and the squad that was intact a second ago, a second later There was only half left, and the comrades who usually ate, slept and trained together fell to the ground in disarray, the screams of the wounded rang through the eardrums, the team leader finally couldn't help it, knelt on the ground and cried, all the dead his brother.

Such scenes can be found everywhere in the queue. After all, even if they disperse, the formation of thousands of people cannot be too loose. This round of shelling caused nearly a hundred casualties. In addition to the previous casualties, it has exceeded more than 400 people. It is already half the strength of the brigade, and one-twelfth the number of elite warriors.

Finally, some people can't stand the war where they can only be beaten and cannot fight back. All the corpses and wounded belong to the western army. People can't help but think that if they go to the opposite side, at least half of the troops will be killed. Kill them, and by that time, the remaining people will not be able to defeat the barren people.

This kind of thinking is like a poisonous snake biting everyone's heart. Many people lost confidence and collapsed under the huge pressure. This is what Tianzhuo has been worrying about. At the moment when only half of his body was left, he suddenly threw away the spear in his hand, turned around and rushed behind him.

This is the first person, but not the last one, and then one after another, people threw away their weapons and fled backwards. The team suddenly paused slightly, and many elite warriors turned sideways together, looking at the fleeing comrades, some were angry, some scolded, Some people are envious, while others are hesitant.

When more than a dozen people ran away, they led more people to follow, and the number tripled. When these dozens of people rushed out of the last line, almost half of the people in the line were watching them.

These dozens of deserters didn't think about anything, and they didn't have time to think about it. There was only one voice in their heads, and if they didn't run, they would be bombarded to death by shells. , It is exactly like this that these elite warriors who have been trained for a long time will run, otherwise the military regulations they usually accept will stop them.

Just as they rushed out of the queue, before they had time to catch their breath, the space in front of them suddenly darkened, the bowstring vibrated, sharp arrows shot through the air, shadows flickered, and the deserters trembled again and again. A few long arrows.

The metal longbow is extremely powerful, every sharp arrow is fired within 30 meters, and the moment the arrow is hit, the arrow will pass through the back, allowing the people behind to see it clearly at a glance, and they all froze in fright.

A wave of arrow rain couldn't kill everyone, some of the guys following behind knelt on the ground, habitually begging for mercy, some turned around, and wanted to return to the queue, but the second wave of arrow rain shot mercilessly, with an arrow in the chest , who was shot in the back, and wiped out all the fleeing cowards.

The messy rain of arrows grows like bushes on the ground, on the corpses, on the screaming deserters. At this time, the queue is running again, and they get what they want. Go forward, maybe die, turn around, one percent Hundred will die.

The skirmishers who shot out their bows and arrows still moved forward at a slow and easy pace. They took back the long arrows stuck on the ground and corpses, shook off the blood, and inserted them back into the quiver. They ignored the injured deserters and let them go. Blood flowed to death.

After the queue passed the desperate deserters and moved forward, amidst the rumbling sound, more than a hundred bed crossbows with wheels were pushed from behind. The relatives pushing the bed crossbows looked at the corpses and wounded on the ground in horror, but Not daring to stop, the wheels of the bed crossbow were still rolling over the corpses, and followed closely the team in front.

When Tianzhao's team was only 300 meters away from the opposite side, the cannons were still firing, but only bombarded the middle and rear of the queue. From time to time, bed crossbows were blasted into pieces by shells, causing heavy damage to the surrounding relatives and slaves. At this time, the queue was at the end Fang's Stormtroopers became neglected spectators. The deserters didn't pay attention, neither did Tianzhuo and Hongshi. Only two representatives, Jin Neng and Baihu, kept beating the big drum.

Suddenly, one of the barren man's cannons exploded, and thousands of metal fragments swept across the barren men 80 meters away. More than a dozen barren men didn't even have a chance to scream, so they collapsed in a pool of blood. The artillery that exploded at the side also affected the other artillery, and the firing speed stopped instantly, and the other artillerymen no longer dared to reload. They knew that if it continued, the artillery would definitely explode.

The moment the artillery stopped firing, the deserted people moved, and the two left and right teams of 2000 people moved together and separated with a crash, revealing the densely packed bed crossbows pushed out from behind. The number of these bed crossbows was more than that of the western army. The wheels were installed, and it was condescending enough to pose a huge threat. The moment the bed crossbow appeared, countless tribal warriors were desperate.

A war that can only be beaten but not fought back is a war that must be lost. After paying a huge price, it is hard to advance here. It is only the last line, but it is discovered that the barren people have more powerful long-range weapons. Even Tianzhuo regrets it. Should be so rash, only Redstone remained calm.

Hundreds of ready-to-go bed crossbows replaced the cannons, and they were about to shoot at the western army. As long as the western army rushed forward for another 100 meters, at this moment, a large floating vehicle that turned into a monster in the eyes of the barren Suddenly rushing forward from behind, this huge floating vehicle was equipped with an armor plate that looked like a tortoise shell, and two cannons were placed on the front and rear of the roof. This is the trump card of the Storm Legion.

Redstone does not want the Storm Legion to intervene in the battle belonging to the Tianclaw army, but it does not refuse long-range support. Xian Zhao is angry in his heart, and he will not play his temper on the battlefield. The huge floating car is like a monster, lined up at the front of the battlefield. The cannons each draw a curve and aim at the barren man, but at this moment, no barren man can recognize what it is, including the cloud map in the center of the barren man.

The time for the artillery to cool down is approaching. Yun Tu kept looking at the artillery position, expecting the artillery to roar again. In his eyes, no matter what kind of monster the floating car is, as long as the artillery is concentrated and fired together, it will definitely be blasted into pieces. At the moment of the ten-meter-long flame, all his plans fell through, and this time it was the barren man's turn to be beaten and not to fight back.