Release that Witch

"Prepare -! Sting!"

Fanna slammed the long gun in his hand, and then his hands shook, and the gun screamed. A wolf is on top of the gun, its hair is fluffy, its **** eyes are like a bell, and two rows of fangs are exposed in the open mouth. The biggest one is worthy of your thumb. For the first time, he was so close to the evil beast that the other side waved his claws in the air, and the snow even splashed on his face.

Vanner has a blank in his mind, almost instinctively accumulating in training, subconsciously clenching the gun and continuing to move forward. The moment of rest seemed to be extremely long. He saw the guns bent to the limit, and the tip of the gun was deeply immersed in the belly of the evil beast. He even thought that the next moment, the sharp claws would tear open his cheeks.

"啪", the gun can not withstand the momentum of the wolf, and finally broke into two. It was this sound that made the time flow return to normal, and the other side fell down, as it came when it - its claws fell on the retaining wall, scraping a series of debris, carrying the half of the gun, along the wall Heavy fallen to the ground.

"The guns team, filling it up!"

"Free shooting!"

Vanner immediately extended two barrels on his side. He quickly stepped back and raised his head to avoid gunpowder debris and gas rushing into his eyes. As for the ears, he can't take care of it.

The fire gun was quickly fired, and Fanner regained the wall and found a variety of evil beasts at the bottom of the wall. Someone around him licked himself, and he turned his head and saw that his roommate was smugly pouting at himself.

I only touched the gun for more than a week, and I am so proud of it. Fanna looked back and moved his eyes back to the battlefield. When the artillery team of His Royal Highness comes in handy, you will realize that the iron pipe in your hand is nothing but a crutches.

"Captain, your gun, then." The cat claws handed a new wooden gun. "This group of evil beasts is crazy? Almost two or three hours?"

"They are crazy in themselves," Fanner put the gun on, waiting for the enemy to attack the next wave. "When is it now?"

"It’s almost midday." The cat’s claws sighed, and the hunter didn’t pay attention. He quickly looked at both sides. “What about the pomelo? The Rodney brothers?”

"Don't look away, do you want to be smashed by the wolf?" Fanna said with no anger. "They were assigned to other walls, maybe in three groups, maybe in four groups. Then, how come you come? First group?"

"I am a substitute team," he smiled. "Where there is a need, I will come where I am. Just an uncle was injured, it happened to be my turn--"

"Preparation -!" The voice of the Orion Observer sounded and interrupted the cat's claws. Vanner saw that the evil beasts were approaching quickly, and now he can quickly distinguish the types of evil beasts. This wave has only two wolves, the other are wild boar species, fox species and a bear species. The threat is not big.

"Stab!" Despite this, he still obeyed the instructions and unified his rifle with his teammates. Sure enough, this time the gun was empty, he took back the gun, and Yu Guang saw that the wolf had been shot down by a group of other players. When other evil beasts that ran slower also gathered under the city, the fire brigade squeezed into his side and shot freely.

The repetition of such fixed actions has continued from dawn to the present. When the initial horn was blown, most people were still asleep. Fanna yawned, this time the attack of the evil beast is more intense than before. Usually only one or two waves of attack will continue, and the corpse of the evil beast under the wall is piled up. Halfway through the second round of the militia, I have eaten something, and after a short break, I re-entered the wall.

But unexpectedly, Fanner found himself calmer than he had imagined, heard the command to shoot the gun, and the other handed it to the firearms, exactly the same as the practice on weekdays. At first, some seemingly inexplicable regulations and action requirements came in handy at the moment, and they were incredibly effective.

Others are similar to themselves. Although their hands clasped their guns, they looked quite serious. Some of the substitutes were very nervous. Everyone stood up straight, and no one stepped back.

However, Vanner is clear that everyone's greatest confidence comes not from day-to-day practice, but from His Royal Highness. Only after the firearms fired, Fanna sneaked a glimpse at the watchtower in the middle of the wall—that is where the prince stood.

From the horn, His Royal Highness arrived at the city wall for the first time, standing on the same line of defense as everyone, and has not rested until now. Even when he was rotated to eat, the prince of the prince was still at the top of the watchtower, and the breakfast was sent by the chief knight.

Recalling the last lord, every year when the demon moon is evacuated, they leave early by boat. Next is the nobility, and finally the civilians. If you still have money, you can pay a few silver wolves, leave with the boat, and have no money. You can only rely on your own feet to go to the long song fortress. When he thought of this, he felt that he was full of strength.

Yes, they belong to the ash prince's squad, and they are completely different from the patrols in Bianbu Town. The group of people who have their own armor and weapons, often arrogant in the old and new areas, foreign businessmen are also the object of their extortion. In Fanna's view, except for the two captains of the patrol, the others are no different from the rogue. The militia team is a strong team. Under the leadership of His Royal Highness, they can even block the horrible evil beast from the town and never go further. In the past, only long-song fortresses could do this.

Look at the fish balls, the famous coward in the old district, the object that is often ridiculed, and after joining the second team of the militia, it is also a good idea to pick up the long gun. There is also Fermi, who is huge, but always slow, and the people in the old district are playing tricks on him. Now, his set of guns is fast and embarrassing, and he is more familiar than most people. When Fanna knew that other people had finished training, he had to practice a hundred more shots, only because His Royal Highness had said to him, "The more inflexible the bird, the sooner it will take off, in order to catch up with others' steps. Exceed them."

It was only for the two eggs at first, why is there a feeling of fortunately joining the militia team? Every day, there are subtle changes, and every day is even further than yesterday. Fanner believes that not only him, everyone feels this. He doesn't know how to describe his feelings. Perhaps, in general, it is the words that His Highness always hangs on during training—they are a different team from the times.

"呜-呜-" Two short horns spurred the spirit of Fanner, which is an early warning of the emergence of mixed species. He looked at the distance and was a mixed breed of lion heads and wings, which was very similar to the one that broke into the city last time. This is the second one I met today, he thought, but this time is different. In addition to the fire brigade, they have other helpers.

Fanner's slight side, Yu Guangzhong, a little girl with short blond hair next to her temple has stood up.