Sylvie saw it more clearly than Lian who was watching from a distance.
Through the walls of the earthen house, she could see that the soldiers were busy in an orderly manner, and everyone was doing a single repetitive action, but when seven or eight people were connected together, they became a complex whole. The paper bags and iron balls piled up at the back of the compartment were continuously fed into the thick iron pipe, and then erupted with thunder.
Taking a closer look, Sylvie noticed that the soldier first ignited a rope at the end of the iron pipe, and the jumping sparks entered the iron pipe, leading to the first filled paper bag. The next moment of light caused her to narrow her eyes, and the spark quickly expanded into an orange-red fireball, filling every hole in the tube. The swollen flames had nowhere to go, so they had to wrap the iron ball and run outwards, throwing it out like a giant hand!
Before the blink of an eye, the iron ball turned into a black shadow and hit the sailboat in the river. Its strength is so great that it drills a fist-sized hole directly into the side of the boat made of spliced wooden boards. Although the speed has slowed down a lot after penetrating the plank, the power is still not to be underestimated.
It was the first time that Sylvie saw that there was no need for a sharp blade or blade, and a small round ball could divide a person in two.
Because the line of sight was too close, she even felt that the blood and internal organs of the person who was killed had splashed on her body, and then several people were hit by the iron ball, either cutting off their limbs or shattering their heads. For a while, the cabin was full of dirty blood and red and white organs.
The witch suddenly felt a rush in her stomach, and a surge of acid water rushed to her throat.
"Ouch..." The scene in the cabin suddenly disappeared, and the chaotic thoughts could no longer maintain the ability to display. Sylvie was forced to cut off the connection with the Eye of Reality, and bowed his head and spit it out.
"What's wrong?" Lian, who was startled, immediately stepped forward to support her, "Are you okay?"
His Royal Highness also noticed her discomfort and handed over a handkerchief, "If you feel bloody, don't watch it, at least don't use your abilities to watch it up close. Take a rest first."
"Thank you..." Sylvie took the handkerchief and wiped her mouth, "I'm fine."
This is probably the incredible invention that Maisie and Lightning were talking about, but at the time, everyone didn't listen to it much, or didn't pay attention to it at all. After all, it's hard to imagine such an amazing weapon in your mind without seeing it with your own eyes.
She looked back at the battlefield, and saw that Tifeko's fleet began to approach both sides. Obviously they had also noticed that this stormy attack came from behind the low house disguised as a soil slope on the shore. However, the other party did not know that the fortifications arranged by His Royal Highness Roland were far more than this.
Farther from the V-shaped line of defense, there were hidden bunkers covered with weeds and vines, the distance between them was exactly the length of the fleet. Unless they turn the bow to evacuate without any hesitation, if they land at any point, they will only fall into the trap of front and rear pincers.
The soldiers in the bunker also held a long round iron rod, and what was fired was no longer a round iron ball, but a sharp no-tailed crossbow. They didn't look as unstoppable as iron balls, but the targets were replaced by flesh and blood without armor.
Sylvie guessed that the enemy probably wanted to wait until the entire team went ashore before counterattacking, but the soldiers in the bunker didn't give them the same chance as they had done before. They didn't even have to show their heads, just pointed their weapons at the target and buckled them easily. Pull the trigger, and the bolt of the crossbow is poured at the opponent like rain.
In the face of this kind of weapon that fires quickly and does not need to be wound, the enemy did not hold on for a long time before collapsing across the board. The people who got off the boat wanted to get back on the boat, while the people who were standing on the side of the boat waiting to get off the boat were running around. The hull swayed sharply, the springboard fell into the water, and many drowning people were killed while climbing the side of the ship, and the scene was chaotic.
"It's time," until then, the prince put down his sight glass and ordered the iron axe, "Bring the reserve team to clean up the battlefield. If their leading knights are lucky enough not to die in battle, they will try to catch them alive. I I want to ask them some questions."
"Yes," the latter saluted.
Then he looked at Sylvie, "You also go with Iron Axe, don't let anyone slip away."
Sylvie nodded and followed the First Army commander out of the observation post. She suddenly understood why His Highness Roland dared to openly shelter the witch in a corner of the mainland... With such a powerful force, even if the Church dispatched the God's Punishment Army, it might not be able to easily defeat him. If Lady Tilly could also possess such a weapon, the witches might one day return to their homes.
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Looking at the paralyzed sailboat on the river bank, Roland breathed a sigh of relief.
When they planned to land and counterattack, the defeat was basically doomed. Relying on the poles and oars to turn the bow was a very slow process. The opponent did not choose to turn around and evacuate under the attack of artillery. Rather than being beaten in vain, it's better to get to the shore quickly, and then organize a drug addict team to fight back.
It is very difficult for the solid iron ball of the twelve-pound field gun to completely sink a wooden sailboat. Even if the hull is punched thousands of holes, it will not affect it to continue to float on the water. Therefore, turning the bow may cause serious losses, but one or two sailboats can always be escaped, and the choice to land will only result in the destruction of the entire army.
Compared with the last raid on the fortress and the town defense battle, the enemy did not even have an effective attack this time, probably because the pills are usually controlled by the commander, and will not be distributed to the militia until before the war. Once ambushed, it is impossible to quickly respond.
It was not until evening that the cleaning of the battlefield came to an end.
Iron axe and personal guards pressed the two prisoners into the camp.
Before Roland had time to ask, one person had already shouted loudly, "I'm Sir Snark, Your Highness, please allow me to write a letter to the family, they will definitely send a generous ransom."
"I am the second son of the Northern Shield family, Erwin Scheder, Your Highness," another said, "I am also willing to pay the ransom."
"So... you led this attack?" Roland raised his brows.
"Uh, no, the captain was Sir Vincent, but he was dead." Sir Snake twisted for a while, "Your Highness, can your men untie my hands? During the redemption period, I want to be treated as normal."
"I don't need a ransom," the prince shook his head. "The purpose and plan of your coming to the Western Territory, as well as Tifeko's plan... Tell me everything you know, and I may give you the treatment you deserve."
"This… I'm sorry I can't tell you," Snark said after a moment's hesitation.
"I have pledged my allegiance to His Majesty Tifeko," the young knight of the Strong Shield family also refused. "To do so violates my oath."
"Really," Roland said disapprovingly, "Let's take them down first."
After the guards left, he glanced at Iron Axe, "I heard that you served as the patriarch's guard when you were in Iron Sand City, and are very good at interrogating intelligence?"
"Yes, Your Highness," Iron Axe replied, "Few people can hide news from me."
"Very good, these two will be handed over to you for interrogation," Roland turned around. "There are no restrictions on the methods and means, as long as you can get enough information."
He was stunned, "The words of the ransom..."
"I said from the beginning that I don't need a ransom," Roland said coldly. "After asking, let's treat it as a death."
This is the proper ending for those who kidnap and abuse civilians and invade the western border. He added mentally. (., Your support is my biggest motivation.)