Shaman from Afar

"The countdown starts, the last debugging, ready to shoot!"

Shouted the little wizard with a determined expression.

In the camp by the river bank, hundreds of engineering soldiers were busy with projecting weapons one after another; the alchemists from the Red Blood Sorcerer Association were assisting them in the final inspection.

In the crowded position, almost every trebuchet and ballista are surrounded by at least one hundred-person soldier-not counting the number of Phalanx infantry responsible for protecting them.

Master Harlem Van Ashamai, who stood beside the black wizard, cast a curious look, watching the engineering soldiers and auxiliary soldiers orderly operate these "large toys" one by one.

Twenty people from the first team are responsible for stabilizing the support and repairing the gap, and at the same time using the pack horses and livestock to draw the projection equipment to the designated position;

Thirty-five individuals from the second team operated the projection device, turned the chassis and the elevation turntable, aimed the projection target at the specified target, and calculated the error range;

Twenty-five individuals from the third team acted as ammunition players, filling heavy crossbows, stone cannons, and kerosene tanks as quickly as required, and replacing them on-site as needed;

This is just the most common siege ballistic artillery, and the number of trebuchet manipulators on the side has to be doubled again ... But Master Achamai ’s attention is not on these engineers, but on the weapon itself.

"Torque device, dial, elevation dial, projection ruler ... all are masterpieces of the Forge Academy, the top equipment that can only be seen in the Imperial Army." There was a trace of amazement in the corner of the eyes, and Master Azhama looked at the little wizard with incredible:

"Your Excellency Ein Rand, have you been to the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain?"

"Ugh?"

Ai Yin, who was suddenly asked, was stunned and smiled embarrassedly: "Well ... Once, I helped the alchemist there a little bit."

Master Ashamai smiled silently, and just by looking at Ayn ’s expression, he knew that it was definitely not “something small” —otherwise, the Sacran wizards who had always been xenophobic could easily take out such important military equipment?

"Master Azhama, do you know these projectile weapons well?"

The black wizard asked without looking back, his dignified eyes struggling to gaze at the battlefield under the Qiancheng City in the distance.

"It should be said that there are a few alchemists who are not interested in these? Duke." Harlem Fan Achamai asked: "It is precisely these technologies that allow the wizard to have a place in the imperial cabinet of the Sky Dome."

"What's more, these seemingly 'cumbersome' weapons signify our future."

"Future?" The black wizard raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, as long as our alchemists continue to study, the more sophisticated these projected weapons will be, the cheaper and more convenient."

Harlem van Azamal's expression was very serious, and he glanced deeply at the banks of the Bayern knights who were fighting with the centaur:

"One day, we can allow these weapons to be held in the hands of soldiers, standing three hundred steps away and instantly shooting dozens or hundreds of crossbow arrows that can pierce armor."

"I can foresee that this weapon will eventually make the sword a dispensable thing, the exquisite armor into an ornament, and all wars into three hundred steps apart. Kill the opponent's brutal game faster. "

"Roll the glory into waste paper, make the war rigid and rigid, and turn the courage of all the soldiers into a joke of three hundred steps-calm killing will replace **** melee."

Halinfan Ashamai, who was muttering in a low voice, suddenly stunned and shook his head with a chuckle: "Of course, this is still just my conjecture."

"And you, who dominates the strongest heavy cavalry in the world today and inherits the great cause of the Black Duke, probably won't believe these nonsense."

Loren frowned lightly, hesitating and did not answer him.

Quite the contrary ... I am convinced of these.

If it is not limited to the upper limit, Loren was originally planning to increase the number of projected weapons in the army ... but unfortunately, not to mention qualified engineering soldiers, even qualified crossbowmen can only make up for the number of a square.

The exhibition of metallurgical craftsmanship made the projected weapons in Bayern ’s territory a short board, because ordinary crossbow arrows could not shoot the armor of the Bayern at all within fifty steps ... and if the Bayern rushed to fifty steps, the enemy ’s bowbow There are only two options left, either running away or surrendering.

Accompanied by a disturbing vibration and the noise of the gears, the engineers have completed the debugging work of all ballistas and trebuchets.

Looking back, Loren raised the corner of his mouth and pretended to look at the little wizard with ease: "How, are you confident?"

The stubborn Ai Yin snorted, expressing disdain for answering this kind of knowingly asked question.

"Very good, then give our old friend Chakar a little surprise." Loren smiled, his dark pupil showed a little killing intention: "Let him see the past and the future, civilization and barbarism. Where is the real gap. "

Nodding hard, the little wizard rounded his eyes full of tension and shouted:

"Shoot--!"

……………………………………

The burning stone cannon dragged the golden-red tail like a meteor and screamed in tearing air, and landed from the sky into the siege of the Centaur.

"boom------!!!!"

A deafening crackling sounded, and Chacar's expression was shocked, staring violently at the "fireball" steadily falling in front of the city wall.

The ground was trembling, and the golden flames rolled up with a scream of screams. In the splattered blood, the limbs smashed by the stone cannon could be seen falling from midair.

The stunned Chacar couldn't believe his eyes.

He also has these bulky "toys" in his army, but no one can throw stones so far, so accurate ... Five hundred steps away, it can actually fall outside the city wall steadily, or it is the most concentrated place of siege !

This ... is this a coincidence? !

Soon, he knew.

In the next second, countless fire arrows and stone cannons rose into the sky, dyeing the dome to a dazzling golden red; before the Centaur Army under the city was able to marvel, these gorgeous "Meteors" fell like storms. Off their heads.

"boom--------!!!!"

The loud noises of the trembling earth appeared one after another, and it sounded like the whole world would be subverted.

Under the blaze of fire, the dense and dense, as if tide-like siege army constantly blew out the mournful wailing, blood-red waves; the roar filled with ears, let Chakar completely stunned in place, dumbfounded!

He looked so dumbfounded, watching his opponent, who was regarded as a mortal enemy, slaughtering his masses precisely and quickly within five hundred steps in a way he had never heard of.

Those brave four-hoof warriors, even many warriors who can still beat one to ten, even the enemies look and attack from nowhere, and died in the hands of this terrible "toy"!

Breathing violently, Chacar's cheeks were trembling and trembling.

At that moment, he understood — yes, the devil knew that he wanted to tear off the blockade of the siege. His strength was not enough. All he could do was deter and attract attention.

Cavalry and infantry are just bait to attract your attention. The real cards are the river in front of you and his trebuchet!

As long as his army did not cross the river, as long as his trebuchet and ammunition and arrows, he could massacre his minions from across the river indefinitely, until the morale of the four-footed warrior of the two flags collapsed.

Before his ammunition is exhausted, the morale of his people must have collapsed long ago!

As for crossing the river to encircle and suppress ... too little strength, you will become the second of Basseye; too much strength ... and not to mention the risk of being hit by half crossing, you must first withdraw the army of the siege to have enough strength to tear Open his line of defense ~ www.readwn.com ~ smash his "toys".

But in this way, his goal of rescuing Thousand Accounts City is equivalent to achieving it.

and many more!

Chacar suddenly froze, and he had just thought of a very terrible fact.

If the opponent can hit the city gate at a distance of five hundred steps, can it also be ...

"boom--!"

The frightened Chacar turned back suddenly and watched a centaur trebuchet explode in a blaze, spitting countless Mars. ...

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