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Among the mortal army, only the knights riding on the tall horses can be compared.But the blue blood men of the Baron had been wiped out by the monsters long ago, and they were now lying in the toilet, getting cold and smelly.

"..."

Little Albert pulled his eyes back from the monster, his stomach pouch was like a river, the bitter and spicy liquid even poured into his mouth.He finally figured out one thing, and that was the real body of the executioner who hid in the dark corner before slaughtering the escaped serfs.[They did it.Not only indiscriminately killing innocents, but also hanging dismembered corpses on his body, even worse than orcs!

To figure out this matter is indeed an achievement.But this achievement not only made people happy, but it made the terror in his heart "crush"."Lead and iron bullets, you can kill them in half a while." Little Albert opened his mouth, trying to make his voice less trembling:

"No, isn't it just wearing body armor? We have cannons, we have organ cannons, no matter how much it comes, it's nothing--for nothing!"

"That's right!" Gerard Chevalier clapped in a hurry, and then swayed here like a gust of wind, squatting down to meet his sight:

"Go, go to the church and tell these words to the women and children. Let them cheer up, wait for the boys to triumph, and send a warm hug!"

"Uh—I—" Little Albi blinked, without reflecting for a while.However, after all he spent the whole day on the wall of the wall, and his xinxing was somewhat tempered.After pondering for a while, he still realized the idea of ​​the village master.[The boss wants.... He wants me to hide!No, how can this work!

"Boss Gerald!!" After clarifying the situation, the Lumeng family only felt like a knuckle in their throat, subconsciously raised his fist, and violently protested to the planning village owner:

"Didn’t you say that I am the lucky charm here? I am willing to be a mascot, I am willing to stay to help, so let me stay on the wall and kill monsters with you! I have weapons, two good weapons , Look, look!"

"With the gun and your dagger, go to the church to protect the weak." Gerard Chevalier gently pushed his arm back and stood up decisively:

"Don't talk back, this is an order. I will have a task for you when I look back. Then I will send someone to spread the word. Then—" He glanced at the civilians and soldiers around him, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his right arm was swept cleanly:

"All the laymen are gone. All the experts are left behind. Good brethren, would you like to charge with me and chop those big hunks into mash?!"

Deafening cheers broke out on the wall of Dongzhai.But Albert did not join in.He stood on the edge of the crowd shouting, his eyes sluggish and motionless, as if Medusa had been turned into a stone statue.Gerard Chevalier's words are really nice, but his true intentions hidden behind the words make people really unhappy.

[Go to church to protect the weak?joke!He felt that I couldn't keep my life on the wall and could only be with unarmed women and children.I can probably guess what task will be assigned to me later. It is nothing more than to cover the retreat of the villagers together with the remaining militia soldiers.He is sure that the village will fall, and if he hasn't started fighting, even if he is sure the village will fall!

Lu Meng's boy, see the owner's thoughts clearly.But what can he do, shout out loud in front of everyone?To destroy one's own ambition for no reason will only help the monsters outside."Look at it one last time." At the end, he only said this to the big Paul who came to urge him:

"Let me take one last look at the monsters. When this battle is won, they will definitely be cut to pieces. This is me—this is my last chance to remember their faces."

The veteran shook his head, fulfilling his wish.Little Albert bit his lip, Qiangren was unwilling to look out the wall, trying to burn the image of the monster into his heart.The rhetoric such as "Cut into pieces" was just an excuse. He just wanted to remember this group of enemies and never forget it in this life and this world.[Wait for the duke to send troops, or the king to conquer himself, we must make them pay for it.A hundred times, pay the price.

The timing of his looking out was very coincidental.Because the monster was unbiased, it happened to stop performing at this moment, and the whole army pressed against the East Wall of Kotweimel.

The big man wielded weapons of different lengths and walked domineeringly in the forefront; the sharpshooter put a sharp arrow on a shining bow, and settled between the columns calmly.They do not need to eat meat to replenish their physical strength, nor do they need a lot of gold and silver to boost morale. Hundreds of individuals are like ants in the relocation, rushing into the dark night without hesitation, and facing the arsenal of the defenders.

Because the civilian-soldier has a high advantage, the organ cannon, arquebus, musket, and iron crossbow can shoot directly on the top of the monster without fear of being intercepted by the giant shield.If they want to reach the wall, the monsters will have to pay heavy casualties; when they overturn the wall, the long swords and short spears of the civilian soldiers will make these freaks fall in batches.

But they are fundamentally different from the Baron’s family soldiers. They do not feel fear, but also occupy an absolute numerical advantage. They have enough capital to contend with the defenders.Little Albert saw this very clearly.[We want to win unless there is a miracle.But something like a miracle, I haven't seen that great classic before.Could it be that we are destined to-wait tonight, how come those jumping marksman suddenly stopped leaving?

More than just not leaving.The Lumeng family found that those tall and thin, jumping marksmen actually turned around 180 degrees and ran back towards the siege camp.They must have a sharper sense than mortals, and they must have discovered some terrible threat, forcing them to leave the battle formation and take care of their ass for their surrounding companions——

"Bang Bang Bang Bang! Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang !!"

In the darkness, there was a clear and pleasant gunshot.The bright blazing flames continued to flicker and flickered for a while, and the momentum seemed to be a violent storm for a while, making the civilians and soldiers unmatched by the firepower.The best matchlock guns, in contrast, are also ashamed of themselves. Their explosive sound is turbid, and they have to be reloaded every time they are fired, but the mysterious guns in the dark can shoot dozens of high-speed projectiles at once, and they are not Will produce dense smoke clouds.

Little Albert's ears buzzed and he could hardly believe what he saw and heard.He saw that the Monster Marksman was struck by lightning, and dozens of individuals convulsed violently at the same time, and plunged to the ground with blood holes; he saw that the infantry column stopped in place, turning around awkwardly like a giant snake. But the slug swiftly struck from behind, knocking down these unparalleled monsters in batches like cutting wheat.