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Chapter 242
"Where is the enemy, I can't see it at all."

The Wangcheng Lionman of the patrol team had his chest heaving violently, leaning against a big tree with his back, and the civilian clothes under his armor were wet with cold sweat.

"This small hillside is not densely wooded, and there are not many hiding places at all. They must be hiding farther away!"

"But isn't the effective killing range of muskets within tens of meters?"

"That's because our gunpowder is not strong enough. Tomorrow City has a more advanced gunpowder formula. The range of the musket is at least 30 meters farther than ours."

Wang Chengjun read the outdated information, suddenly realized that something was wrong, he looked at the forest in the distance suddenly, retracted his head again, his heart was beating wildly.

He has rich experience and can determine the approximate distance difference with only two eyes, facing a distance difference of 300 meters.

The actual situation of the enemy is too different from the intelligence description. Where is the difference of 30 meters, it is clearly the difference between tens of meters and 300 meters!
"It can't be within 300 meters. I've seen it. There is no hiding place nearby. There are fires flickering farther away. Visually, it is [-] meters away."

At this moment, talking about matchlock guns and musket phalanxes is all false.

No one is willing to face the gap of 300 meters to fight with muskets, not to mention the frighteningly high headshot rate of the enemy. At a glance, seven or eight of them are headless corpses, and only a small number of orcs have their chests pierced by bullets.

Those invulnerable plate armor couldn't stop the enemy's bullets at all. Standing 300 meters away, they still couldn't withstand a single bullet. The veteran looked sad.

"The era of swords has passed, and now is the era of muskets. What's the use of us learning swords for so many years? It's not as good as other people's musket shooting skills trained for several months." The veteran muttered, looking at the sword in his hand, the more he looked at it. The more I feel uncomfortable.

As for the matchlock gun on his body, he didn't look at it.

Why don't you look down on it, because the accuracy is really bad.

Thanks to the joint efforts of talented craftsmen across the country, the hit rate of the matchlock gun within 50 meters is not bad.

However, after more than 50 meters, the round buckshot does not know where to go. As for the hit of [-] meters, it is completely a matter of metaphysics.

A 300-meter headshot like Tomorrow City probably only happened in a dream.

"The firearm manufacturing technology of our Royal City is too backward. Unlike Tomorrow City, which has been prepared for so many years, it has brought out the mature firearm technology. Now that the distance has been increased from 300 meters to [-] meters, the production process must have been upgraded."

The more the veteran thought about it, the more miserable the road ahead became, and the Lionheart Kingdom seemed to have no room for recovery.

Now many blacksmiths in Wangcheng think that the quality of the firearms in Tomorrow City is too good. It must not be the first-generation tester made recently, but a mature product that was completed after hundreds of pieces were eliminated.

A mature product like that has at least more than ten years of foundation accumulation, and it is impossible for the royal family to surpass Tomorrow City in just a few months.

Several orcs who hid behind trees in the wild waited for about 5 minutes, but they didn't hear the gunshot. They felt a little relaxed and wanted to take the opportunity to escape back to the camp.

"Captain, are you going back now?"

"Take off your armor and throw it out for a try," said the veteran captain.

The lion man was stunned for a moment, and after a little thought, he understood what the captain meant, and immediately gave a thumbs up, "Jiang is really old and spicy, the captain is brilliant!"

The subordinate quickly took off the armor, then threw the armor vigorously, and threw it into the open space.

when!
A black shadow flew into the center of the battle armor at lightning speed, and the bullet hit the metal plate armor, making a crisp metal cracking sound, which made the lion man stunned from fright, and fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Gollum.

The orcs' throats rolled, and no one spoke for a long time.

Half a minute later, the captain still spoke, "Everyone stay put and stand by. We have legendary veterans in our battalion. They won't be caught without a fight. They must find a way to break the situation."

The Wangcheng Lions nodded in embarrassment. They were terrified at this moment, but they could only trust the veterans in the camp.

……

Wangcheng military camp.

"Damn it, minutes passed and they shot again!"

Several old men paced back and forth in a small tent, looking anxious, but they did not dare to run out of the tent.

They only knew that a few minutes ago, about [-]% of the patrolling people outside the camp died, and dozens of exposed lionmen in the camp also died.

This time there was a sudden gunshot, and someone must have fallen.

After a while, someone ran into the tent and reported, "My lord, the direction of the shooting is outside the camp, and the tower guards dare not look out."

The old men rushed forward impatiently, "Is the direction confirmed, or is it in the same direction?"

"Yes."

"Veblen, what do you think?" The old men looked at the oldest man with the whitest hair.

Veblen stroked his white beard and said, "Detour and sneak attack them!"

"With an arquebus?"

"No, for the muskets to work, you have to line up, but the enemy will definitely shoot us at a distance, and we can't use that."

As soon as this was said, everyone fell silent.

Before the war started, everyone felt that they had the power to fight.

Tomorrow City muskets were at most 30 meters farther than them, but now they were suddenly opened up by more than 200 meters, and the available tactics were also narrowed.

"Then let's make a sneak attack by detour. We can only use swords and weapons." They knew that matchlock guns were not suitable for sneak attacks, so they had no choice but to press the musket shooting plan.

"No, don't forget that there are animal eyeliners in the forest. This is the information my subordinates exchanged for their blood." Another old man said, and knocked the ground with a crutch, resolutely disagreeing with the detour and sneak attack.

The faces of the old people changed slightly, they almost forgot this, the nearby forests may be under the surveillance of Tomorrow City.

It was because of this in mind that I chose a place with fewer trees and higher terrain. Firstly, it is convenient to drive away small animals, and secondly, it has the advantage of falling when using a musket to shoot high and low.

Now deploying tactics cannot bypass this problem. All strategies must take into account the difficult problem of animal eyeliner surveillance.

Several old people sat back on their seats, looking at me and I looking at you, they couldn't do anything about Tomorrow City.

"Now we can only wait for all the army to arrive at the barracks, and then rely on the number of people to force them to push through." Old Man Veblen sighed, he really couldn't think of a good way.

As long as there are animal eyeliners, the actions of any team will be known to the enemy in advance and ambushed in advance.

They don't want soldiers to make unnecessary sacrifices, even if they give away their heads, they must die worthwhile.

"Then what about the soldiers outside the camp, they are still hiding behind obstacles to avoid bullets."

"Send twenty soldiers and take them back with large steel-faced shields three centimeters thick."

"Yes!"

After the old people gave their orders, they let out a long sigh of relief.

In order to win the war of hot weapons, they adopted the suggestion of the royal blacksmith, invested a lot of steel resources, and used the power of the whole country to make hundreds of three-centimeter-thick steel plate shields.

This kind of shield is so strong that ordinary matchlock guns cannot penetrate it at all.

Considering that the gunpowder formula of Tomorrow City is more advanced, the power of the bullet will be correspondingly greater, so the steel plate is made very thick.

When the orcs in the Wangcheng military camp started to move around, Allen shot each of them and came to a high mountain 700 meters away.

Looking up, the top of this mountain is very high, and it is about 100 meters higher than the location of the Lionheart National Camp.

(End of this chapter)