Working Prophet

The appearance of the Storm Lord boosted the morale of the coalition forces. Besides, in addition to the Storm Lord, there were also 300 Wing Clan warriors on their side.

In Tristan's opinion, even if he couldn't kill the white dragon, he could definitely capture its attention.

And as long as they are given a little time, it is a sure thing to defeat the enemy army on the opposite side that is stubbornly resisting and struggling to the death.

Having said that, Tristan remained cautious and planned to observe the enemy's formation again.

But before he could send out his scouts, Balin had already raised his war hammer and shouted loudly.

"Kill those bastards of the Empire! Cut off the heads of Ilea and Merlin, and divide the wealth of the Arias family and Shuangxiujiao!!!"

After a pause, he added, "Liberate our compatriots! Let's kill together with me!!!!"

After saying that, he rode his little pony and rushed out at the lead.

When the dwarves saw that their leader was already on the battlefield, they naturally followed him, roaring, waving their weapons, and charged towards the enemy aggressively.

Tristan's face became very ugly. Of course he knew what Balin had planned. This cunning dwarf was still thinking about the extra 20% of the loot.

Seeing that the number of enemies was small and their morale was low, they wanted to run up and grab their heads.

Judging from the direction of his charge, it was obvious that he was heading towards the female lord, and his blatant act of picking peaches also aroused the dissatisfaction of many imperial nobles.

Those people cast longing eyes on Tristan and almost helped him shout out the order for the entire army to attack.

Although Tristan himself doesn't think much of the wealth of the Arias family, he doesn't want to delay other people's fortunes, and it's not a bad thing that everyone is eager to fight at the moment.

So he took out the sword from his waist and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, go and defeat the enemies in front of you. Let Lord Solomon see our bravery."

Before he finished speaking, the army was already swarming forward impatiently, like a swarm of sharks smelling the smell of blood.

And their goals are surprisingly the same, they are all rushing towards the rabbit flag.

Since no one has seen Merlin yet, there is only one option left if you want to earn extra loot.

The female lord put down the telescope in front of her, with a sneer on her face.

Miss Rabbit was originally worried that these guys would be too spread out when attacking, and she wouldn't be able to hit a few people with one shot.

It's better now. Almost all the enemies have gathered together, and it's so dark that there are even so many people that some people were squeezed and fell down and never stood up again.

So the female lord also had twenty-seven Italian cannons pulled down in front of her and lined up in a row, with the black muzzles facing the front.

This is the first time that artillery has appeared in a formal war on the Bratis continent. The enemy on the opposite side knows almost nothing about it and has not yet experienced the horror of this weapon. They are still rushing towards this side.

They looked like uncles and aunts waiting to pick up discounted vegetables before the supermarket closed.

The female lord deliberately waited for a while, until the first row of enemies was less than 300 steps away from them, and then ordered the cannon to fire.

The first round of shooting used solid bullets. With a huge roar, the shells flew out of the muzzle and shot straight into the dense crowd.

Even the high-quality steel armor that the dwarves were most proud of could not withstand this violent impact. Even if it was just touched a little, most of the bones would be broken.

And if he received a blow from the front, his whole body would be knocked out, he would vomit blood, and he would die on the spot.

The representative figure among them is Bahrain. The dwarf general rushes to the front in order to grab the head, and he is accompanied by the most elite soldiers in the army. Naturally, he is very conspicuous, and it is not surprising that he will be targeted by artillery fire.

But even so, with the shooting accuracy of these earth cannons, it is not a big miracle that he can be hit by one hit.

It can only be said that his luck in going out today was not very good. Bahrain didn't even realize what happened. He only heard a series of thunderous roars, and even the earth felt like it was shaking.

Then the dwarf general and his little pony were smashed into a pulp. When the dwarves came to their senses, they realized that their coach, who was still brave and fierce before, was gone.

Those solid shells destroy just about everything in their path, and they don't end their killing spree once they hit the ground.

The ground of the decisive battle site chosen by the female lord was very solid. The cannonballs were like scattered stones. They would bounce up again after landing and continue to move forward.

Until the kinetic energy was completely exhausted, at this time they had almost penetrated the coalition forces, and wherever they passed, people turned on their backs and their horses wailed.

Tristan, who was left behind, was stunned.

What kind of magic is this? Why can a mere iron ball have such terrifying lethality and fly such a long distance?

Tristan was not the only one who was stunned by this round of artillery fire. Everyone would have suffered a lot of casualties when charging in the past, but this was mainly caused by the archers on the opposite side.

As long as you wear armor and raise your shield in time, you can withstand most of the arrows. This is why nobles often take the lead and rush to the front line.

However, the armor they were proud of looked like paper in front of those iron balls, breaking into pieces at a touch.

The female lord currently has a total of twenty-seven Italian artillery pieces on hand. Even if they are bombarded together, the casualties they can actually cause are very limited.

That is to say, the coalition forces were busy grabbing heads, and she killed hundreds of them in one go, directly plowing dozens of blood lines on the battlefield. However, for the coalition forces whose number exceeded 70,000, this loss was too small. Not unbearable.

The point is that the scene was so bloody and terrifying that even the bravest fighters couldn't help feeling fearful at this moment, and slowed down involuntarily.

This also gave the gunners on the other side time to continue loading gunpowder and shells.

After the second round of shooting, the coalition forces lost another two hundred people at once, and even the troops in front were faintly showing signs of collapse.

The reason why they rushed up in a swarm was because they heard that the morale of the resistance army was low and people's hearts were unstable, and they wanted to pick up cheap ones.

As a result, the opposite side looked a bit desperate, and the two rounds of artillery fired were brutal.

The people in front no longer care about how to make a fortune, they only think about saving their own lives. Who knows who will be unlucky next time those long pipes smoke again.

Tristan was a little anxious when he saw this. He has rich military experience and knows how dangerous it is once the forward loses his fighting spirit and starts running away, and may even bring the entire army to collapse.

Although he himself was a little afraid of those big iron bullets, he still held his sword high and urged everyone to move forward and continue to charge.