As soon as Andrea climbed to the corner of the city wall, she saw a scene that shocked her.
I saw a row of soldiers dressed as militia standing on the wall, holding a strange weapon in their hands, which was probably the musket in Ash's mouth. As the group of evil beasts approached, the musket spewed out flames and thick smoke, and the continuous explosions echoed in my ears.
This should be a weapon similar to a crossbow, but she couldn't see the crossbow arrows fired by the opponent at all, probably because of too much smoke. The Evil Beast rushing in front of them slammed into the ground one after another, as if being hit hard by something.
But the soldiers neither observed the results nor loaded the arrows, but continued to shoot at the enemy, a few points faster than the arrows themselves.
"Is this the terrible weapon you're talking about?" Andrea felt her lips dry. "The rate of fire is really fast, but the hit rate seems to be…"
"Before these people were recruited into the First Army, they were all miners, farmers and hunters," Ashes interrupted. "They have been using this weapon for less than half a year."
A well-trained fighter takes five years to develop, and an archer takes longer. Even a crossbow with the shortest training time will take about half a year to prevent the farmer from throwing the arrow in the panic. As for the actual combat? God knows what they can hit, most of the time it's just taking them around.
Andrea couldn't help swallowing her saliva. She was no stranger to these trainings, and her family had trained outstanding knights, so she naturally understood what it meant to be able to engage in actual combat in about half a year. As long as the supply of weapons and food is sufficient, Roland can piece together a huge army in a short period of time, and this army is not worried that it will collapse at a touch in melee combat, and even the elite knights are difficult to approach without intermittent attacks.
This has nothing to do with the courage and will of the militia, it is the weapons that give them their strength.
"Do you know anything else about muskets?" Tilly asked Sylvie after thinking for a while.
The latter nodded, "I have observed it carefully many times, it is indeed a weapon similar to a crossbow, the arrow fired is very short, there is no arrow shaft and no tail feathers. The difference is that the arrow does not rely on strings. The elastic force of the black powder, but the impact of the explosion of the black powder can instantly lift the arrow to extremely high speed."
"Black powder?" Ash asked. "What is that?"
"It's probably an alchemy product," she shook her head. "I don't know the exact ingredients either."
"It should be very expensive," Andrea. "Things made by alchemists are never cheap."
Ash pouted, "Really... But looking at the way they shoot, it doesn't look like they are using expensive items at all."
"Wait, something is coming," Sylvie, who was looking at the battlefield, was slightly startled, "God, is this also an evil beast? It's almost as tall as a city wall! It looks like a huge turtle with its back on its back. He also had a huge carapace on his back."
Andrea suddenly came to the spirit, "Carapace? These muskets may have limited effect. As long as I get closer to ten steps, even the city wall can't stop my magic arrows. Ash, you come to cover me."
"Huh, okay," Ashes reluctantly took off the big sword behind her, "Let's talk about it first, don't lose the face of Lord Tilly."
"Don't go," Sylvie stopped, "they still have"
Andrea didn't hear the second half of the other party's sentence, she only heard a deafening roar, like a thunder blasting in her ears. Turning back, the metal tubular objects erected on the city wall erupted with flames invariably. This time, she vaguely captured the trajectory of the arrow's flight. The monster flew away.
After a few breaths, several zhang-high snow pillars rose up around the monster. After the flying snowflakes fell, the ugly huge evil beast was still moving at a fixed speed. Obviously, this attack failed to hit the opponent.
But even so, it was enough to surprise Andrea... This distance has far exceeded the longbow and heavy crossbow, "This is..."
"His Royal Highness calls it a field gun. In short, it is an enlarged musket," Sylvie loosened his ears, "It is much more powerful than a musket, and has a much longer range. He is the Taking advantage of this, they easily defeated Tifeko's militia fleet at the fork of the Chishui River."
The evil beast's luck could not continue. Two rounds of shelling hit its carapace accurately. Andrea could see it very clearly. The uneven carapace raised a thin layer in the dull sound of impact. The fog, two large holes were blasted directly on the side near the head, and black blood and internal organs were sprayed out of the holes, splashing everywhere.
The battle ended not long afterward. In front of the city wall, there were corpses of evil beasts lying down. The blood flowing made the white mist float above the snow. The soldiers began to work on the aftermath, but she never found a chance to make a move. .
"It seems that my prediction was wrong," Tilly smiled helplessly, "He doesn't need the help of a fighting witch."
"The last time I went to the town, this kind of weapon was not yet widespread, only the chief knight could have it, and now he has made so many..." Ashes sighed, "Perhaps this is the reason why His Highness dared to teach at the church. Under the heavy pressure of her, she insisted on revealing the reason for the existence of witches."
Andrea didn't answer. In normal times, she would have ridiculed Ashes, but now she just felt extremely depressed and didn't even have the strength to quarrel.
Back at the castle, His Royal Highness Roland still prepared a sumptuous lunch for the witches.
Seeing the colorful dishes on the table, Andrea felt even more blocked.
The upper-class nobles of the Dawn Kingdom pay attention to the beauty of nature in their diet. They are willing to spend a lot of golden dragons and energy to buy some rare and cherished ingredients, and then cook them in the most authentic way. Foods like Graycastle that are sprinkled with various spices and sauces, in her eyes, are extremely vulgar to eat. The seasoning is just to cover up the defects of the food itself. The more you put it, the worse the taste.
And yet... every plate of food on the table was horribly delicious.
Like charcoal grilled mushrooms, where did His Highness find such plump and juicy mushrooms? With a little bite, the overflowing juice almost fills your mouth.
There is also this vegetable soup, which looks very ordinary and clear soup, but it has a strong fragrance in the mouth, as if it is made from whole chicken, spare ribs and kelp.
Most especially dessert ice cream bread. The creamy ice cream was sandwiched between two slices of bread. After taking a bite, the ice and soft feeling made her addicted and unable to extricate herself from it. Even though it was "winter", it didn't prevent her from eating one slice after another. .
Heck, even that was a complete loss.
Looking at Ashes who gave her a defiant smile, Andrea didn't respond for the first time.
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