Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 256 Soldier Pursuit

The wolf howled, and this is Sheila, the young sorceress, visiting Claude again.

“You guys just wait here. Don't follow me. I'll be right down.” Claude said to McJackie and the big Grimes around him, then turned to the little woods not far away with a big cherry tree.

The girl fell into Claude's arms and gave her red lips. After a painful kiss, Claude let go of the trendy young wizard: “What are you doing here again? Didn't I tell you not to come here for a while? The enemy has arrived and the war is about to erupt. I don't want you to come here just to worry about what will happen to you...”

“Got it. Didn't I just want to see you?” The young wizard muttered: “I was worried about you too. I had a nightmare last night and dreamed you were injured, so I rushed over to see you...”

Claude couldn't cry: "I'm not standing here, don't worry, I'm not so easily hurt, I'll stay with you when this war is over, don't worry. Don't come back here for the rest of the day. We'll find you when I get rid of the enemy, okay? ”

Within half a month, the young wizard ran four or five times, and now everyone knows Claude found a hunter's daughter on the side of Squirrel Village to be his girlfriend. Diaveed admired the five-dimensional landing, he can even find a beautiful woman hiding in the old forest in the deep mountains. Unfortunately, the young wizard does not have a sister and sister...

The young wizard nodded and looked at the hot work scene not far away: "What are you doing there? ”

Claude grinned, "Nothing, set up defensive positions. We must be prepared for defense in order for the enemy to come from this side. That's why I won't let you visit me. Soon this side will be a battlefield. I'm afraid you will be discovered by the enemy...”

“I'm not afraid of them yet.” Sheila said in disgust.

Claude shook his head: "It's not a matter of fear, but I don't want you to get hurt a little bit. Though you are a natural magician, the mountain forest is your home, but this is the age of firearms, even a five-ring fighting magician, you have to avoid facing firearms and cannot confront them. You can deal with one man, ten men, but you can't deal with a hundred soldiers with guns. They can pose a deadly threat to you beyond the reach of your magic, and even the black wind can't resist the gunfire. So, don't be tough, don't be curious, don't take any chances, just do what you're told, okay? ”

“Well, I promise to do what I tell you, then you have to promise me that nothing will happen to you, and if there's no way, you will come to me, okay?” Sheila looked Claude in the eye.

Claude nodded solemnly: "I promise I will never be a hero, and if I am truly defeated, I will surely flee to you. ”

It's the truth, Claude is doing everything he can right now, and he's not going to bravely sacrifice his life for the heroic work of the kingdom of Ovilas. If he is unable to do so, he will withdraw immediately and will not persevere in the position of belonging to the enemy. That is a stupid thing to do. The remaining green mountains are not afraid to burn firewood, the words of the ancient ancestors always make sense, anyway, Major Ledfank did not force himself to protect the squirrel village...

Now that the territorial nobility of the Principality of Kanas and the Principality of Eskirin have joined forces, more than 4,000 people are rushing towards the village of Squirrel. Diavid led another attack, which resulted in a sudden and inadvertent loss of a small unit of troops. It appears that the tactics of sneaking up on ambushes and dropping cold guns are no longer sufficient to delay the enemy's journey. Claude decided to dig trenches on the back slope of Squirrel Village and prepare for a formal position defense battle with the enemy.

It took Sheila a while to get rid of the reluctant young wizard. Not long after returning to the position, Muriel came with his men and horses: "Boss, I'm coming. ”

“How many men have you brought?” Claude asked.

“Three squads, one squad, were left stationed in Blackstone Village.” Muriel was excited, and from that point of view he was a militant: “Finally, it's boring to spend so much time in Blackstone Village. ”

“Let your soldiers help dig trenches, then dig a traffic trench to the rear, and we'll retreat.” Claude was also polite, and immediately instructed Muriel and his soldiers to help.

“Retreat?” Muried looked at the terrain: “Boss, the terrain here is nice, we can totally defend it here, it's perfect for us to hit targets. ”

Claude shook his head: "We can't hold it. We're too different. We can't hold the day. We can't hold the night. The enemy will probably arrive tomorrow afternoon, and we'll have to retreat the night after tomorrow. Although the terrain is nice, there are too many places to bypass. The enemy is perfectly capable of going up the hill from further afield and back behind us...”

“Boom” sounded and an explosion sounded behind the hillside.

“What's going on?” Muriel looked over there vigilantly.

“Take it easy.” Claude knew exactly what was happening there: “I let Markie set some traps over there while blowing up several trails that could go up the hill with gunpowder to avoid the enemy coming over from there at night...”

Alas, Claude sighed deeply, with too little force on his hands, Muriel brought in three squads, plus Markzi's four squads, plus Diavid's two squads, for a total of nine squads of 108, plus three artillery crew members of 15, plus himself and Mike, the big Grimes, and one hundred and twenty and thirty, which counts as real power. There are now a few telecommuters, medics and a dozen wounded on the other side of the cantonment camp. The soldiers hate each other less when they are used.

If it hadn't been for the certainty that there was hope of defeating the Utah crowd, Claude would have run off with his men. Today, there is only one layer of resistance, taking advantage of defensive terrain and firepower, gradually depleting the viability of the enemy and prolonging the war. The original plan was to destroy the nobility of the territory of the Principality of Eskirin, but it was unexpected that the nobility of the territory of the Principality of Eskirin would join forces, leaving Claude's original intentions completely empty.

Diaved withdrew with his soldiers in the evening, telling Claude and others about the process of loss. After the two principalities had joined forces for half a day and one evening, they returned to Squirrel Village yesterday morning. Diavid began his ambush with his soldiers as usual, shooting cold guns to delay the enemy's journey.

Nevertheless, it was unexpected that the nobles of the Territory had placed those of the Principality of Kanas who had been recruited on the periphery, and that soldiers who had been attacked in secret could not help but chase them. Most of the weapons of these colonists are also proximity knife spears, but there is nothing they can do. During the escape, there is no way to load the guns. In other words, it is useless to load the guns. They can only be fired once and submerged by the colonists who have been swarming them. That was how several groups of soldiers were forced to flee by the colonists, who had to fight close and then kill two or three enemies and die in battle.

Diavid didn't mean to lure the chasing enemies into the ambush circle. The problem was that the chasing enemies weren't a dozen or so, but hundreds of them jumped in all directions. Twenty people with the ambush could only shoot one shot and run away, or they would all be surrounded. He assumed that it must have been the aristocrats of the territories of the two principalities who rewarded them again, otherwise the inhabitants of their people would not be so desperate to kill them...

In addition, Diavid brought bad news that the trap on the hillside had lost its usefulness to the enemy. With the foreboding of the nobles of the territory of the Principality of Kanas, the enemy march now drives several horses forward to explore the road. Diavid said that the two traps they had dug the other day had been discovered by the enemy, that they had no casualties and that only three horses had been lost. At the speed of the enemy march, we'll be here tomorrow at noon.

Muried offered to go hijacking the camp at night, but Claudes repeatedly rejected it. One is that there are too many enemies, and more than one hundred of them have in the past only caused chaos and failed to crumble them. Two days before Diavid was not a camp where nobles from the territory of the Principality of Eskirin had not been harassed at night, and the enemy had already had a response. The third is to put people through, even if there is no loss coming back, one night is wasted on the road, the soldiers don't get a good rest tomorrow may not have much spirit to deal with the enemy attack...

The next day at noon, a large group of enemies were seen coming from afar along the hillside. As Diavid said, three horses were driven to the forefront. The oppression of the enemy is estimated to be around a large group, with the exception of forty or fifty aristocratic militiamen armed with guns, all of whom walk beside them in ruined colonies with machetes and spears.

Five gunshots were fired on the steep slope next to the distant highway, and Muried jumped from the weeds on the slope with four soldiers and ran up the hill with a gun. The three horses in front of the enemy's parade fell on the ground, struggling with their limbs, while the colonists, with their swords and spears, screamed to climb the hill and chased Muriel and others.

Diavid smiled bitterly at Claude and said, "See, that's it. I'm not afraid of dying. At least two or three hundred people come after us every time, we can only kill a few dozen of them if we have a response, and the rest of us can still chase us to heaven without a way in. That's how the three soldiers who died in my battle got chased off the road, and there was nowhere to run, and we watched them beaten to death by the swarming colonists in the distance. ”

A squad of soldiers fired guns from the bushes at the chased inhabitants, and seven or eight of them fell. But it didn't occur to them that the remaining inhabitants became more and more enthusiastic, shouting that more than half of them were coming towards the corresponding squad of soldiers, and that the remaining 100 or more were still chasing Muriel and they wouldn't let go. This scenario, there's really no way to load the soldiers, a hundred meters away, just a dozen seconds away. Even if it's loaded, you can still shoot one more shot, you can only defeat one enemy. The rest of the enemy can't escape when they come over...

So the corresponding squad of soldiers also turned around and ran away, and it was good to run off with Muriel, and the villagers behind them would join, screaming dead and chasing. Claude now understands why they came back yesterday to call it bitterness. Running down on such a day and doing nothing, they tired people half to death. This time, however, Muriel had led people into the past to lure the enemy into pursuit, and they were running towards the position.

“Ready!” Claude said softly.

The orders were quickly passed down by the soldiers individually, all of them armed with guns and ready to fire. A dark, dark barrel stretched out of the bushes where it was concealed, targeting the large crowd of soldiers behind Muriel.

Muried jumped directly across the bush and into the trench, breathing out: “Run, run me down...”

“Fire!” Claude ignored him and gave the direct order that now those pursuits would be no more than 70 or 80 meters away from the trenches.

“Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom..." Fifty or sixty of the first inhabitants to chase them fell to the ground, and they were the first victims.

All the people they were chasing were there, and they didn't expect an ambush of this magnitude. The gunshots, the blood, the bodies and the screams of the wounded were intertwined, leaving them overwhelmed for a moment.

But there are still sober people, the first voice to react screamed: "Come on, hurry up, don't let them load! ”

Seventy or eighty meters apart, it takes more than ten seconds to rush up and fight the enemy, that's the idea of the owner of that sound. Most of the inhabitants who were standing there suddenly woke up in their dreams, clutching their weapons and rushing towards the hillside. Yeah, they still have 200 men. If they rush into position, they're afraid they won't be able to beat the enemy?

Sixty meters, fifty meters… Claude loaded his gun not too slowly, as if he hadn't seen a people rushing all over him.

“Put it on!" There was a roar from Markzi.

“Boom!" A light infantry artillery hidden in the bush made a loud noise, ejecting countless small bullets, almost covering the entire forward position.

After the smoke dispersed, a dozen soldiers couldn't help but bow their heads and throw up. The shotgun almost swept away more than a hundred inhabitants coming up, and the hillside was filled with broken arms, dead bodies and bloodshed, a bloody scene of Hell.

There are still thirty or forty surviving inhabitants, except that they have been killed by this cannon, their weapons are gone, and their souls are standing in a pile of corpses shaking. Behind them, there were still twenty sober inhabitants who were running down the hill.

Picking up the gun and targeting a colony fleeing downhill, he opened fire and the target fell. Claude said to Muriel next to him, "Go and bring those who are still standing there to the prisoners. ”

“Why did you arrest them? Forget it.” Muried remembers being chased by these people just now and not getting angry.

“If you go, someone will work for us.” Claude said.

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