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Chapter 255 Slave Siege
At the four-meter city wall.

Ivan sat at the head of the city, holding a rifled gun with a quadruple mirror in his hand, and came back to clean it.

This is an extremely accurate rifled gun. After being magnified by a quadruple lens, killing a target at a distance of 500 meters is not a dream at all.

If the enemy general dares to appear, he will definitely explode the opponent's head.

Thinking of this, Ivan's blood was already boiling.

The orcs standing on the city wall also gripped the body of the gun tightly, and their bodies were as straight as javelins. They stood motionless on the city wall, forming the most beautiful scenery.

Behind the city wall is a trapezoidal distribution of walls, one meter high and three meters high, with shooting holes on the wall, allowing spearmen to use the city wall as a cover to shoot at the enemy.

The orcs have been transferred to this city wall on standby since last night, because this is the four-meter city wall that the lion scouting team saw last night.

Lions have a high probability of attacking here. Tomorrow City has transferred 80.00% of its soldiers to defend here, betting that the opponent will attack here.

If the gamble is wrong, there are bird intelligence lines to remedy.

Because the war is approaching, a bird flies to the city wall every minute to report the location of the Lionheart Army.

As the number of notifications increased, the orcs gradually determined the direction of the Lionheart Kingdom, and the place where the war started was where Ivan was.

"Come on, I heard very dense earthquakes, it must be them." Ivan muttered to himself, lying on the ground, he heard the ground trembling sound from afar.

It was the sound of tens of thousands of people stepping on the ground, the sound was very loud, and it spread into the city wall.

There was a dense forest in the distance, and Ivan couldn't see the orc army, but there were countless birds hovering above their army, revealing their position.

"Notify the orcs in other posts to come here, the war is about to begin." Ivan touched the rifle, put his eyes into the scope, and observed the gap in the forest.

As the enemy's footsteps got closer and closer, Ivan could already see the figure of an orc at a distance of 500 meters.

They stopped there, not going any further, as if wary of the bombardment of Tomorrow City.

"It's too far away, and rifled guns can't hit it at all. What are they waiting for?"

Another orc with a quadruple mirror looked at the camera with his eyes, and he also saw the enemy stop in the extreme distance.

At this time, Allen climbed up the city wall from behind, "They are waiting for the slaves to consume our strength. There is a tradition in the Lionheart Kingdom to attack the city. Generally, those slaves are sent to attack the city, first to consume the physical strength of the defenders, and wait until we are tired." At that time, they took the initiative to attack and took down the city wall in one fell swoop."

"So that's the case, so what should we do?" The orcs in Tomorrow City pinned their hopes on Allen.

Allen is the embodiment of miracles, where he is there, danger will be saved.

"In the face of this situation, I have actually been prepared. The smoothbore guns have prepared shotguns, which have a strong killing effect on close-point dense units." Allen pointed to the smoothbore cannons, showing a harmonious smile.

Speaking of smoothbore guns, the orcs suddenly realized.

Since the ultra-long range of the rifled cannon came online, the orcs almost forgot about the smoothbore cannon and ignored its war capability.

"Master Allen, what kind of shell is a shotgun, is it more powerful than a grenade?" The orc asked frantically.

In the hearts of the orcs, there is no shell that is more powerful than the grenade. If there is, it must be a new product that has not yet been born.

"Shotguns are indeed more powerful than grenades in defending the city. The role of shotguns is to kill in a large area. You can see the scene of the shotgun explosion later."

Hearing that the shotgun is really powerful, the orcs couldn't help but fantasize about it, and all kinds of aesthetic pictures of explosions appeared in their minds.

What kind of shell is it?
Now there are fourteen smoothbore cannons and four rifled cannons in Tomorrow City, a total of eighteen cannons, all of which use 32-pound shells.

The artillery moved the cannon up to the battlements of the city wall, which is a more prominent part of the city wall.

In the past, the orcs didn't understand the function of the protruding battlement, but now they mounted smoothbore guns on the battlement, aiming the muzzle at the bottom, vaguely understanding the strategic significance of the battlement.

"I asked the artilleryman just now that there are countless small steel balls in the shotgun. When the cannonball is fired, the shell will split itself, and the steel balls will kill a large number of enemies."

"Left and right of the battlements, the small steel balls just cover the enemy in all directions." The orc excitedly shared the news he got from the artillery, causing countless spearmen to overhear.

While they were talking, dense footsteps came from the forest.

After a while, a group of ragged skinny ribs appeared on the edge of the forest, with lion ears, dog ears, cat ears and other ears on their heads.

They were yellow and emaciated, skinny, and walked with bare feet, and their eyes were dull and dull.

Before the battle, Ivan still felt the blood in his heart, but when he saw a group of slaves being slapped with targets by the lion soldiers and rushed towards them at a loss, the blood in Ivan's heart was instantly extinguished.

Among the slaves, the Lion Clan soldiers hid in the forest, holding long thorny whips and whipping them loudly,

There are many spikes on the surface of the thorn whip, and when the whip hits the orc, there will be a shocking bloody scar.

The orc slave felt the pain and ran forward in a panic to escape the whipping of the demon.

The old orc, who couldn't run, limped and struggled forward.

The orcs, who looked indifferent and lost the meaning of life, let them whip them. After whipping, they walked a few steps faster, and when they stopped whipping, they slacked off and walked slower.

When these hard-working slaves were driven out of the forest by the lion soldiers, the expressions of the orcs on the city wall changed one after another.

Tomorrow City is a multi-racial and inclusive city with a complex composition of members. Many freedmen used to be slaves of Tomorrow City, and some members were slaves who came from other towns.

Seeing a large group of slaves being driven to the front line to die by the lion soldiers, their hearts hesitated, and the hands holding the guns trembled slightly.

"Sure enough, the slave was sent up to die at the beginning." A painful expression appeared on Ivan's face.

He used to be one of the slaves under the banner of the slave trader, living in dire straits every day, with no sense of hope.

Looking at the slaves who only had wooden sticks and other simple weapons in their hands, Ivan couldn't bear it, put down the scope, and let go of the trigger.

These slave orcs have no meaning to kill, just a waste of bullets.

"Master Allen."

Not only Ivan looked at Alan, but Natasha also looked at Alan, and both of them looked at Alan for help.

On saving slaves, Allen was once a pioneer in the movement to emancipate slaves. His first-hand New Deal was to rescue cat-eared slaves, so he gained a firm foothold in Datie Village.

Now Ivan and Natasha are a little confused. They clearly know that the enemy wants to use slaves to consume them, and they know that they must kill each other from their standpoint, but they just can't do it.

They needed a harsh word and Alan's mandatory military order.

The military order is like a mountain, if Allen wants them to kill, they will naturally have to kill.

(End of this chapter)