After a few breaths of fire flashed, he heard a dull thunder.
The thunder came from a long distance, the voice was not high, but it was still strong. Accompanied by the sound, a soil pillar was raised, located right next to the wooden house where the snow powder was detonated.
"What just happened?"
"The snow powder was detonated?"
"No, it seems that the ship did it."
"What a joke, it's almost a mile away."
The knights talked a lot, and Weimars frowned. Could it be... that the other party has already noticed something strange in the ground
The intelligence gathered from various sources showed that the traitorous king possessed extremely powerful snow powder weapons, both in terms of range and accuracy, exceeding those iron pipes knocked out by the blacksmiths in the capital. Therefore, from the very beginning, His Majesty decided not to confront him head-on, but to adopt the strategy of ambush with snow powder barrels, making those weapons nowhere to be used. In addition, the things that emit fire on the bow should be enlarged versions of firearms. They can hold more snow powder, and the shot put out is more powerful, but it is much more difficult to manufacture than hand-held firearms. The blacksmith has been busy all winter, and the things he has come up with are not comparable to the trebuchet.
It didn't take long for the fire to appear again, and it was also a low roar. This time, the soil column rose up against the wooden house, and the splashing soil hit the roof of the roof.
The guess has come true, the other party is obviously coming for this room, they have found snow powder buried near the pier! In this way, His Majesty Tifeko's ambush plan is useless, Weimars thought to himself, maybe they really have a chance to touch the city wall.
So whether the snow powder weapons are more ferocious, or whether the walls of the royal capital are stronger, will be determined after this battle.
Just then, a loud bang rolled across the city.
The sound is so loud, as if the thunder blasted directly in the ear!
The ground in front of the pier suddenly arched a hill, and countless dirt and stones were thrown high, and thick smoke and white mist shot out from the soil, forming a cloud-like air mass. A violent vibration swept the ground, and the top of the city wall swayed in an instant. Weimars squatted down subconsciously, while Skar's foot swelled and fell to his side.
The soil that flew into the air fell like a torrential rain, but when it hit the ground, no sound could be heard. Weimas' ears buzzed, and it took a while before he recovered from the sudden tremor.
Heck, that idiot detonated all the snow powder without waiting for the flag!
The originally flat ground seemed to have been bitten by something at the moment, and there were potholes everywhere. Heat and white smoke continued to rise from the loose black mud, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.
Weimars stuck out half of his head from behind the wall, and saw the fleet of ships moving again in the distance, lining up to head towards the dock. The militiamen who were supposed to be the bait either collapsed on the pier or dropped their weapons and began to flee.
"Who was in charge of the ignition?" Skal picked up the guard beside him angrily. "I'm going to screw his head off!"
"That's the person arranged by His Highness," the Steelheart Knight scolded. "Keep an eye on me. They will go ashore soon and prepare to raise the blue flag."
Hope the guy in the warehouse gets the job done, he thought.
As a result, there was no movement in the dock area until all the other personnel landed on the land.
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When the earth-shattering roar sounded just now, Alan Abel was taking care of his sword. The huge explosion and tremor made him almost throw away the hilt.
Even if he knew in advance that this would happen, he still didn't expect that the explosion of snow powder would be so shocking.
This is still two or three miles away. If you are in a trap, what kind of scene will it be
He calmed the restless mount, sheathed his sword, and made a gesture to the cavalry behind him, "When the door opens, you can charge with me, don't reserve your horsepower, there is a canal behind them!"
The crowd hadn't recovered from the shock of the thunder, and the sound of the answer seemed uncertain.
Allen shouted loudly, "This is a trap set by His Majesty. Thunder's fury punishes the opponent, not us! Get up, they have no choice but to retreat!"
"Yes..." This time the answer was finally in unison.
The group of mercenaries behind him still looked dazed. Allen shook his head disdainfully. He didn't take these people seriously, but was just following behind to clean up the mess.
However, after a while, the city gate still did not open.
How is this going? He looked at the top of the city wall with some doubts, but the Knight of Steel Heart did not give any new instructions. The charge could start at any time, and he could not leave the garrison position and go up to inquire about the situation. Time passed little by little, and suddenly, he heard a muffled sound again. The sound seemed to be coming from a very long distance. If I remember correctly, it seemed to be an attack launched by the enemy.
What went wrong with the plan? Could it be that the snow powder trap didn't let the other party break up and escape
While feeling a little anxious, a strange wind sounded suddenly. Before Allen had time to think about it, the blue bricks beside the city gate suddenly burst open!
Compliment!
The scattered gravel splashed everywhere for a while, and he felt a numbness in his waist, and he fell from the horse stiffly, and the frightened horse stepped on his thigh again during the flight.
The severe pain made him cry out, "Ah, my leg!"
"team leader!"
"Lord Ellen!"
The two squires immediately surrounded him.
"Control the team, don't let them run around!"
Allen shouted in pain.
The formation of the cavalry team fell into chaos, and no one knew what happened.
He tried his best to get up, but he tried several times without success. Looking around, he saw that his thigh was twisted into a weird shape. The broken bones tore apart the flesh and trousers, revealing a small half, with shreds of meat hanging on it.
Allen's heart suddenly became cold, and his knight career was over.
At this time, the strange wind sounded again.
This time it was the city gate that suddenly changed.
He saw with his own eyes that the two guards behind the city gate were instantly surrounded by a cloud of debris. The scattered wood and flying stone chips were swept away in a swarm. Going to the general, blood mixed with red and green internal organs dripped all over the ground. There were five or six cavalrymen behind them, and those pieces of wood, which were usually harmless at all, had now become deadly weapons, stabbing into their bodies like knives, and thumb-sized stones could actually pierce through armor!
There was also a gap the size of a washbasin on the nearly two-foot-thick city gate, and the enemy was still three miles away at the moment!
"The devil, the enemy is the devil!"
I don't know who shouted, and the chaotic scene instantly exploded.
The cavalry who were preparing to charge earlier turned their horses and ran towards the rear. After catching up with the fleeing mercenaries, they caused trampling and even greater riots. In the blink of an eye, the situation under the western city wall has become uncontrollable. (., Your support is my biggest motivation.) 16-12-29 11:13:43