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Chapter 155 The Wall Like Paper

"Go on, let them despair." Allen narrowed his eyes slightly, and ordered without hesitation.

Allen paused, and stated his purpose: "Send assassins afterwards to operate it, and secretly buy those businessmen who want to join us in tomorrow's town. They have resources from other towns in their hands, and we can take as much as we can."

Ivan hesitated for only two seconds, and immediately thought that manufacturing guns and artillery would cost a lot of iron ore and various comprehensive resources. The consumption in Tomorrow Town would be increasing, and there would be no way to expand without resources.

Showing off the muskets can make the lion people afraid and dare not confront the muskets of Tomorrow Town.

But it's only to the extent of fear. No matter how good a musket is, it can't penetrate a city wall several meters thick. As long as they squat in their aristocratic territory, they are not afraid of Alan's attack.

The Kexiu cannon was different. Several 32-pound siege cannons lined up in a line and fired a few dozen rounds rumblingly.

At that time, the city wall will not give them a sense of security, and despair will arise.

The following is the link of installing cannons after the show.

Tomorrow Town has built the sixth cannon so far. It must be enough to defend the city. If it is to attack the city, it needs to be built more, so that there is enough deterrence inside the house to prevent the Lionheart King from stealing the house.

The possibility of the other party stealing the house is very low, but people's hearts are unpredictable, so it's best to guard against it.

Ivan gestured to the distance, and the artillery team came slowly with the cannon and stopped 200 meters away.

At this moment, the lions were still watching those plate armors that had been penetrated. The lions silently counted the big holes in the helmets of each plate armor. After counting a whole row of targets, their hearts sank directly to the bottom of the valley.

Seventy targets, seventy headshots, 100% headshots.

Everyone knows that the head of the orcs is the most important thing. Once the head explodes, the person is gone.

The precise headshots shown by the cat clan orcs made the lion people very scared, and the lion's tail shook wildly.

"Glick, what do you think?" Another Wangcheng companion quietly approached Glick and asked in a low voice.

Glick's lion's beard is very thick, most of his face is covered by the beard, and his expression is elusive. Only he himself knows what kind of mood he is in now.

"This matter must be reported to Wangcheng. I will send a carrier pigeon to send a message later, so you don't have to worry." Glick took a deep breath and said.

"Tomorrow Town is terrible, no wonder the [-] private troops were destroyed."

"Fortunately, these weapons are anti-personnel weapons. We have a tall fence, and they can't go up." Glick stroked his beard and sighed heavily.

"Everyone, the siege cannons of our Tomorrow Town have arrived. Let's talk about the power of the cannons." Ivan appeared next to Glick at some point, causing Glick's whole body to explode.

"When did you come here?" Glick was startled, and even the temple guards with him were also startled.

Ivan walked without the slightest sound. Just now, the lions were all focused on the big holes in the plate armor and the topic of muskets, and they didn't notice Ivan's silent walking.

"It's not important. The important thing is that you think the city wall is safe. In fact, this is a wrong judgment." Ivan shook his head, raised his finger, pointed in the direction of the cannon, and then pointed to the three-meter-high masonry wall behind him .

That masonry city wall was a target for testing the power of the cannon. It was previously built with cement bricks, without a foundation. The wall was three meters high and more than one meter thick. It was a pure demonstration of coercion. Once it was bombarded, it would definitely collapse.

The lions didn't know it. After seeing the distance between the city wall and the cannon, they were very nervous.

"The siege cannon you mentioned can hit the city wall from such a long distance?" The lions were very disturbed and thought it was impossible.

This distance is about 500 steps by visual inspection. Assuming that one step is [-] meters, isn't the shelling distance about [-] meters?

"That's right, our cannons are designed for siege, you can think of them as giant muskets, oh yes, muskets are the spears I carry on my back." Ivan pulled the lanyard of the musket nonchalantly, letting all the lions People retreated subconsciously, afraid of the shooting of those steel creations.

The cannon was more than 200 meters away from them, and the city wall target behind them was more than 300 meters away. The lion man in the middle watched blankly as the artilleryman in the distance took out a huge shell and loaded it from the buttock of the cannon into the breech body.

The distance was too far, they didn't need to cover their ears, only to see the flames flashing, the cannon twitched like a goat for a second, and the booming sound spread from the horizon to the soles of their feet, making them feel the mournful cry of the mother earth.

Panicked, the lions looked up to see the cannonball jumping over their heads and falling to the city wall in a dangerous arc.

"The lion king is above, please don't hit it!" The lion people closed their eyes, put their hands together, and prayed to the ancestors of the golden lion king in their hearts.

boom!
There was a moderate sound from the part of the city wall. The blue city wall was like paper paste, suddenly sunken in the middle, and collapsed suddenly. Bricks and stones splashed around, stirring up countless smoke and dust.

The lion people heard the sound, opened their eyes and saw the picture of the city wall falling like a mountain, and felt cold hands and feet.

"This, this is simply the power of the gods, no, it should be the power of the devil."

King City merchant Glick's arms were trembling, his throat rolled unnaturally, and he made a grunting sound. He shook his head, vetoing the title of god power, and characterizing the power of the cannon in Tomorrow Town as the power of the devil.

Smoke and dust filled the distance, covering most of the shattered city wall.

Ivan smiled and said proudly: "The soldiers who manipulate the cannon have only been trained for a month, and they were all ordinary orcs before. Is this the devil power you are talking about?"

Glick's face was flushed, his throat rolled, and he wanted to roar loudly, and have a roaring debate with the other party.

Ivan didn't have the same knowledge as him, rolled his eyes, turned and left.

The lions stayed where they were, looking very hesitant, not knowing where the future lies.

Tomorrow Town has demonstrated its most powerful strength. The king's cold weapon team is no match at all, even if the Templars swarmed up...Glick's eyes narrowed slightly, and he murmured: "There is still a turning point, and there is still a chance." Turning the corner, as long as the Templars from all over the country jump up, they will definitely be able to overturn Tomorrow Town, and then grab the guns and cannons.”

Glick muttered to himself like crazy, and immediately asked the Templars around him to contact the carrier pigeon.

The Templar said yes, turned and left, plunged into the crowd, found the pigeon breeder from Wangcheng, and asked him to take out the pigeons and send a message.

In consideration of information exchange, etc., the people in Wangcheng had already prepared simple pens and inks. The pigeon breeder took out the ink bottle, unscrewed the cork, and took out the quill from his pocket.

Glick took the quill, and while Ivan and other soldiers were not close to them, he quickly wrote down what he had seen and heard in the local area, and described the characteristics of the flintlock and artillery in minimal language.

After that, he wrote down a series of codes to prove his identity, and then rolled up the letter paper and tied it to the leg of the carrier pigeon.

The little homing pigeon is very petite, cooing softly, slowly looking at this strange environment with curious and innocent eyes.

Its right wing has three feathers dyed bright golden yellow. It is the unique carrier pigeon of the temple. It has few missions, but every time it is an important letter, and it can be delivered quickly.

The pigeon breeder touched the pigeon's head and gave him a little rice. After eating, the pigeon was ready to flap its wings and go on the road.

"Go, pass the letter to Wangcheng."

No matter whether the little pigeon understands human words or not, the lion man who raises the pigeon lovingly strokes its pigeon head, and the pigeon bows its head spiritually to let the lion man stroke its head.

(End of this chapter)