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Chapter 307 A Scorched Earth (Part [-])
In this war, 2000 people went out to conquer the South Bank and Shuizhu Port, leaving 300 veterans and [-] recruits in the city, and [-] rifle guerrillas outside the city.

Allen didn't know how many people survived at the city wall. Looking at the scope of the big explosion, all creatures within a diameter of 200 meters were destroyed. The [-] soldiers in the city probably evaporated.

The good news in the bad news is that Ivan's 2000-man army is still outside, and the 300-man guerrillas he led were saved from death, and Tomorrow City still has a chance to come back.

"Fuck them to death!" The guerrillas followed closely, shooting plate armor soldiers without extra-thick steel shields in the forest.

The Lion Clan soldiers put their whole family on Tomorrow City, so naturally they would not be so stupid as to run back to the forest to encircle the guerrillas. The Lion Clan soldiers moved forward and ran to the city wall.

The slave army took the lead in running to the explosion area, which was the section of the city wall. The city wall had been flattened by the big explosion, and there was not much combustible material, so the fire was gone.

After the explosion, there was a lot of molten gray-black liquid on the ground, and large areas of scorched marks spread around the city wall.

The slaves wanted to step on it, but when they stepped on the molten gray-black liquid, the ground immediately made a sizzling sound, and the soles of the orc slaves' feet instantly burned red and scorched.

The high temperature, unimaginably high temperature, instantly melted the soles of the slave's feet, and even the bones were burned red.

They rolled back in fright, not daring to step across the exploding land.

This is not an ordinary explosion, but an explosion caused by an extremely high-temperature light beam on it, and the terrifying temperature left after the explosion has not completely disappeared.

If you want to step over this scorched earth, you need to wait for the ground to cool down, otherwise stepping over will burn their soles to death.

The regulars behind were annoyed and didn't like the slaves stopping.

They also rushed over. They had no clear understanding of the scorched earth after the explosion. They stood in front of the scorched earth and felt the overwhelming heat, and stepped heavily into the scorched earth.

Sizzling, the soles of the plate armor feet at room temperature felt like a thousand-degree soldering iron, the soles of the feet retracted instantly, and the toenails were quickly removed, and a painful sound came out of the throat.

"Quickly, help me remove the toe armor!"

The rest of the armored soldiers shrank back in fright, not daring to step in, and the others knelt down to help him remove the armor.

No wonder the slaves dared not go in. Their feet had armored shoes made of steel, and they were burned so badly when they stepped in. The injuries on the soles of their unarmored feet must have been more serious.

"My lord, the sole of the slave's foot stepped into the explosion site, the sole of the foot was burned through, and the bones were exposed." The soldier returned to the general and reported.

The general turned around and secretly reported to the disguised old king in the crowd of regular soldiers.

At this time, the old king was wearing ordinary lion clan plate armor, and his beard was stuffed into the plate armor by him. Everything was kept simple, and his face was covered with disguise.

No one thought that the old king was not among the shield soldiers, but among ordinary lion soldiers.

The person who wielded the sword was a dead soldier in the temple. The old king didn't swing the sword himself, just because Alan's marksmanship was so good that the old king had to hand over the treasure of protecting the country to the dead man.

At this time, the old king also saw the world-destroying power of the national protection treasure for the first time, and his heart was fluttering. He frowned when he heard the general report the abnormal situation of the explosion site, and went through the royal family's ancestors' instructions in his mind.

He remembered that there was a must-remember point in the ancestor's motto - don't approach the place after the explosion easily, and wait until the temperature cools down before approaching.

"Let's go over the wall, that area won't cool down in a short time." The old king whispered.

"Yes, Your Majesty the King." The general left, and asked the messenger to help him order. The process was as normal as possible to prevent being targeted by sharpshooters.

Not long after, the slave army was ordered.

"Look for the uncollapsed city walls on both sides, and climb up with ropes!"

The regular soldiers yelled and shouted, and the slaves had no choice but to spread to the left and right.

Bang, bang, the regular army who had just finished shouting fell in a pool of blood, and his head exploded.

There was a commotion among the slave army, and soon a new lion soldier took over the temporary command. In the current situation, whoever came forward to command would be headshot.

The slaves were very afraid of being shot, but they were even more afraid of the power of the light weapon to level the city wall.

After the balance between the two sides, the slaves succumbed to the order of the Lionheart Kingdom.

Although the city wall was flattened, there are still many walls farther away on the left and right sides that have not cracked.

The regular soldiers danced the steel claw rope with one hand, dancing round after circle. After the speed was high, they shook their right arms lightly, and sent the steel claw rope to the top of the city wall. The steel rope was stuck on the bumps on the city wall.

Some regular soldiers were headshot in the middle of the dance and did not fly up the rope.

There are not many extra-thick shield soldiers among the Lion Clan soldiers. The extra-thick steel shield itself is the top-level equipment that is scarcely produced in the Lionheart country. Most of the inventory was destroyed in the last Lionheart-Bullhead-Tomorrow War.

Now there are at least six shield soldiers protecting the lion man holding the lion heart sword. The other shield soldiers ran to the wall with a large shield and spent another 10 minutes to cover the lion man throwing the steel claw rope to the wall.

After dozens of ropes climbed up the wall, the slave army climbed up one after another, squeezing up one by one.

Allen and others looked anxious, but there was nothing they could do.

Shoot slaves with guns?

It's a bit wasteful. They don't have a lot of bullets in stock. They are all used to shoot slaves. What about the lion soldiers in the city?
Allen was very annoyed, but there was nothing he could do. Knowing that the other party deliberately consumed his bullets, he could only honestly shoot the slave who climbed the wall with bullets.

Hopefully the slaves will be afraid to go up the wall for fear of rifled guns, Alan thought to himself, firing one shot after another.

All the Lion Clan soldiers approached the open space next to the city wall, and would rather risk being shot than go into the woods to catch the orcs of the guerrillas.

This is all because of the last war, the guerrillas brought them a nightmare guerrilla effect, almost no one died in the guerrillas, but the lion soldiers lost nearly [-] people in the forest patrol.

No one is so stupid as to go into the forest to fight recklessly with the nimble cat clansmen, and simply die on the city wall.

The Lionheart Kingdom is sure that more than half of the orcs in Tomorrow City have died, and it is possible that all the soldiers in the city have died, leaving only the 300 people wandering outside the city.

The old king among the lion soldiers huddled in the most crowded group of lion soldiers. Seeing that there were no orcs from Tomorrow City on the wall, he was overjoyed.

"The orcs in Tomorrow City must have all died, leaving only a few hundred people in the forest."

"Your Majesty, are we really not going into the forest to attack them? Although we don't know how many people there are, there must be no more than 500, and we have tens of thousands of troops."

"Yeah, use all the slaves to press into the forest and slowly surround them. There will always be times when the Tomorrow City army can't hide."

The discussion of his subordinates moved the old king a little bit. He is not a doormat. He is not angry when others keep harassing them with muskets.

But another disguised old lion man disagreed, and said anxiously:

"Your Majesty the King, you should think twice, the Cat Ears are blessed in the forest, we can't use our disadvantages to counter the enemy's advantages.

Now that the city wall is blown up, all the enemy's troops in the city will be wiped out. We are sure to win, and there is no need to die more people.

Now let the slave soldiers climb the wall and consume their ammunition. When the orcs of Tomorrow City run out of ammunition, it is not up to us to decide whether to live or die. "

"The Cat Ears have no ammunition, just a bunch of fleas!"

A certain general stiffened his neck, his face flushed with excitement, like a lion in heat who had drunk medicine, very excited.

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