When the bells rang, the whole camp was boiling.

Vanner rushed out of the tent, followed the flow of people and rushed to the wall, and entered his combat position.This set of processes has been practiced countless times, even if no one directs, everyone knows what they will do next.

As in the previous year's evil month, only a small number of patrols were arranged in each section of the city wall under the alert state, and two or three people of scattered evil beasts could cope with it.If a large-scale attack by the evil herd is observed at the watchtower, the alarm will be sounded.

A dark shadow on the horizon was approaching, and Vanner roughly estimated the number of enemies, about a thousand or so—a year before, and it would have been an uphill battle.As a long-term gunman responsible for fighting for the musketeers to load time, he must alternate with the reserve team to last until the end.

But now, the power of the town has changed dramatically.

The cat's claws lifted the guncoat and shook the snow, and Rodney checked the field gun barrel, confirmed that there was no foreign object inside, and began to load the ammunition.Although the current city walls were changed to earth piles, their height and width have increased, and there is a bombardment platform every 100 meters, which greatly improves the defensive firepower.

The width of the aisle can be used by four people side by side, the first row of the musketeers in battle, and the second platoon is the recruits, who are responsible for filling the bullets into the bomb nest and then handing them over to the official soldiers in front.

"They're not bothered," Rodney yawned, "every year the month of the devil comes mad, and it doesn't do them any good to enter the town?"

"Just to give us a good hand," Nelson laughed, "it's more fun to fight an evil beast than a fixed wood target."

“Speaking of target-shooting, I recently heard an interesting rumor related to our artillery team,” said the teak mysteriously.

“What’s the rumor?”

"Listen to the other gunmen, the correct people will be put into an elite artillery team, take on a new task," he said, "do you know any more insiders?" 」

“The elite gunner?”

"You don't even know if you claim to be well-informed, how can we know more."

"Maybe it's boring, it's messy."

Only Vanner in the gun group did not make a sound, and when he heard the words of the grapefruit, he could not help but frown, and someone actually said this as a show of bragging.

The Iron Axe had approached him a week before, and told him that His Royal Highness the Prince intended to develop a new type of artillery, quite different from the field guns now in use, and would not be delivered to the First Army, but to be placed on board, making it a battleship with long-range attack capabilities.The operator of the new gun will be the best member of the artillery team, and if you want to join, you can apply for an iron axe.

Vanner, of course, did not hesitate to agree, which was obviously an opportunity to go further in the army, and according to the Iron Axe, His Royal Highness had high expectations for this new army, and might even leave the First Army and become a new army.If you can make great achievements, the newly built battleships will be named after the meritorious.

What a glory that is!If there had been a ship called the Vanner, he would have been satisfied all his life.Recall that he was originally a mine handyman, but always boasted of being extraordinary, but in the fortress of civilian caves, he could not even save his brother's life.And now he no longer had to boast about anything—the army was not worried about eating and drinking, and the uniform was thick and warm; even when he returned to the neighborhood, his neighbors could call out his name.

This is a change brought about by His Highness.

The decision to join the militia for an egg was the wisest choice of my life.

In addition, the iron axe also asked him if there is a suitable candidate, and he can apply for it together.In other words, these hairy young men are likely to get this chance to get out of the ground, but they are too much to jump off, or wait for a little calm.And if they make a great contribution, will the ships also have to be called the grapefruit, the cat paw?It’s just too hard to hear...Rodney, Nelson, can think about it.

As for the things that some people can't help but disclose these news to their men, they must also report to the iron axe, after all, the regulations are very clear, any news of the First Army, unless the superiors have a clear request, it must not spread without authorization.

“Don’t yell, now give me all my attention to the battlefield,” Vanner coughed twice, interrupting the discussion among the members of the gun group, “and don’t forget that Master Iron Axe has repeatedly stressed in class that any mistake can lead to irreparable failure.”

“Yes!”The people spoke in unison.

Due to the low efficiency of the solid iron ball killing, when dealing with the evil beast group, it is necessary to wait for the other party to approach and shoot with a shotgun.When the ugly wolf species took the lead in crossing the 100-meter line, the shelling began.

The heat wave rolled up the snow under the musk, and the loud roar shook Vanner's ears, and the black blood mist in the distance suddenly rose, and the evil beast suddenly fell down.Neither wild boars nor bears, their fur is not enough to reach the close-range bombardment of the iron pellets.

“There’s a big guy there,” the cat claw pointed to the left, “the red-skinned wolf!”

A group of people moved the gun truck, adjusted the muzzle to the target direction, and loaded the shot again - in theory, the shotgun did not need to be aimed, as long as the fire in front, can always sweep down a large enemy.Moreover, the newly built mud wall is higher than the stone wall, and the wolf species cannot threaten the wall head, giving priority to attacking this flexible evil beast, just for the purpose of training and targeting.

Then it was finally their turn to press the long-stripping musketeers, and in order to ensure the hit rate, they always waited to shoot near fifty meters.

The sound of the revolver rifle was not as neat as when the flint gun was, but it was dense and continuous, and the city wall fluttered with white smoke, and the smell of smoke came, so that he could not help sneezing.

"These idiots, obviously too small to smoke more than anyone," teak the skin complained.

“But in the end it is up to the artillery to decide the battle,” Rodney agreed, “and that is the case against the knights, and the same is true against the evil beasts.”

At this time, the sudden bell ringing from the direction of the watchtower was a warning of the discovery of a mixed evil beast.

Vanna squinted toward the front, only to see two huge black shadows in the smoke slowly forward, from the body, should be a heavy shell of the siege beast.

“What did you just say?”He grinned, "It's time for us to behave, to change the sharp-headed real-hearted bombardment."

In order to cope with this high-defense enemy, the new shell developed by the Arsenal can run through the other side's crust about 200 meters, if just attacked the wolf seed of the evil beast is a warm-up activity, now it is officially shot.

"Do your best," said Vanner, clapping, "and let the other groups see who is the best fire artillery."

(Unfinished.)