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Chapter 246

The wooden handle grenade is one of the gunpowder weapons invented by Tomorrow City. Alan did not show this weapon at the last glass bidding meeting, so the Wangcheng Army did not know the existence of the grenade.

When the grenades fell behind the shield soldiers, they still stared suspiciously at the wooden-handled grenades, wondering what the hell was going on in Tomorrow City.

"Why is there a hissing sound, did you hear it?" The faces of the lions were full of doubts, but their helmets blocked their expressions, and no one noticed that the crisis was coming.

"I heard it too."

"It seems to be the sound coming from these wooden handles."

The lion soldiers are all orcs, with sensitive ears, they all heard the hissing fuze burning.

They poked the wooden-handled grenade with the long knife in their hands. At this time, just when the first batch of grenade fuzes had finished burning, the tip of the knife just touched the cast iron cylinder head, and a ray of light burst violently in front of them.

Seeing this scene, the lion soldiers felt chills all over their bodies, and the feeling of danger went straight to their hearts.

"not good!"

Before he finished speaking, the grenade released the backlog of energy, and the shock wave swept outwards. The shield soldier's body was thrown upwards, his eardrums were shattered, his brain buzzed, and phantoms appeared in his eyes.

The soldiers holding the shields didn't know what happened. They were still holding the shields. Suddenly, a huge force came from their backs. Their bodies hit the steel shields directly, and their noses hit the helmets. They were stunned.

Boom boom boom.

There was a roaring explosion feast at the edge of the forest, the loess dust was lifted into the sky by the explosion, and the green grass turned into scorched soil.

The lion soldiers, who were originally in a tight and seamless formation, fell apart, most of them lying on the ground covering their stomachs and rolling, screaming, while a small number of orcs simply stopped moving and lost their vitality.

There are still some lions struggling to get up slowly, as if they can still fight, but their legs are shaking.

Facing the cat clan assassins who are also awakened, they will undoubtedly lose after the catastrophe.

"Captain, shot?"

In the woods, whispers came from the cat tribe orcs.

They were hesitating, wanting to save bullets. After all, the lion men in front of them had lost their combat effectiveness after being plowed by the grenade.

"Close-to-hand combat, give them a good time with a sword!" Ivan's voice reached the soldiers' ears, making the orcs determined to save bullets.

The output of Mini bombs is not high, so it is right to use them sparingly.

In the past week, a large number of laborers have been transferred to the military factory, and efforts have been made to rush to produce Mini bombs. Now they can use 170 rounds of Mini bombs per capita.

It used to be [-] rounds per capita, and the new increase of [-] rounds means that the military factory produced about [-] Mini bombs in a week.

The more guns, the more bullets they need. Knowing the preciousness of ammunition, the orcs are more reluctant to shoot indiscriminately.

From the current point of view, the lion soldier who was exploded by a wooden grenade in the face has no combat effectiveness, and it is best to use a sword to solve it.

After the cat orcs got the order, they jumped and ran quickly, and the remaining half of the spearmen continued to aim their guns at the enemy camp, ready to snipe the enemy at any time.

……

Lionheart Camp.

They also heard a series of explosions in the distance, and the tower guards were too frightened to look.

But half an hour ago, the lion soldiers below risked their lives to carry a heavy shield to the sentry tower, so he had to continue to observe the heavy task.

Protecting his head with a thick steel shield, he half stood up, stood the shield in front of him, and looked towards the foot of the mountain.

The sentry found the lion soldiers lying on the ground in disorder at the edge of the forest. Heavy shields and armors were also dropped on the ground. There were black scorched marks on the ground.

"Stison, what's the situation, you should talk!"

Another heavy shield soldier under the sentry tower held up a heavy shield, and the whole person huddled behind the shield and shouted, looking quite timid.

"The situation is very bad. Our patrol team seems to be defeated. Oh no, the cat clansmen appeared. They held swords in their hands, and they undid their armor one by one, hacking our soldiers to death!"

The sentry guards held their shields and yelled loudly, for fear that the people below could not hear clearly.

Both of them were very cowardly and put their shields in front of them, preventing Alan from having any chance to shoot them.

"What, how could they be defeated? Aren't they veterans who have practiced for 30 or [-] years? How could they lose in close combat!" The lion soldiers under the tower couldn't believe it, and roared back.

He didn't dare to pass the news to his superior orc, for fear of being overly angry, he would hack him to vent his anger.

"It's true, if you don't believe me, come and see!" The sentinel screamed loudly, and he couldn't believe it, but it was the truth.

The heavy shield soldier cursed secretly and told him to climb up the sentry tower?forget it.

Someone was shot in the chest on the sentry tower before. He didn't want to accidentally take the shield crookedly while climbing the ladder, and then be killed by a mysterious gunman.

"I don't believe what you said, but I will pass it on to the officer. You are responsible for what you say, and I'm just the one in charge of delivering it!"

The watchtower soldiers were taken aback, and after taking a closer look, they found that the cat clansmen in the surrounding forest had cut the throats of the lion soldiers who were blown away one by one.

In this battle, four hundred extra-thick steel shields were directly captured, and the sentry tower soldiers' eyeballs were almost cracked, and it was difficult to breathe.

This is simply the worst of bad news!
……

Lionheart Camp, a temporary meeting place.

"What! Four hundred steel shields were captured!"

"What do you all eat, has the steel shield been penetrated?"

"My lord, the steel shield was not penetrated, but their death scene left traces similar to black powder explosions."

"The enemy seems to have a kind of wooden weapon that can be thrown. When it explodes, it can blow up the lion soldiers in a small area. Because our shield soldiers don't understand this kind of weapon, they watched the wood fall beside them, and then all of them were blown up. None were spared."

The lion general wore half of the golden lion and white cloak, lowered his head, and summarized the reports of the three tower guards.

In his report, two sentry tower guards got up to check after hearing the explosion, and one sentry tower guard observed the battle situation below when the gunshots sounded, and happened to witness the process of the grenade thrown to the ground and exploded.

After listening to the old lion man Veblen, he straightened his beard and said in a deep voice:

"Call the blacksmith and witnesses, and one more thing, deal with those two timid guys according to military law, and replace them with two new ones."

"Yes!"

Two minutes later, the witness came to the safe area and told the whole story of his witnessing.

"That thing looks like a wooden handle. I don't know what is wrapped around it. It seems to be black stuff. It took a second or two for them to explode after landing..."

The sentinel tried hard to describe the appearance of the wooden-handled grenade, but he was more than 300 meters away from the foot of the mountain, so he couldn't see it very clearly. He could barely see that the thing seemed to be wood with a little black.

The old general's face became darker and darker. The official war had not yet started, and they were defeated like a mountain. How could he explain to the king and the high priest.

Could it be that the only way left for the Lionheart Kingdom to survive is to use [-] lives to forcefully push it over?

　There will be another update later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)