Being a lord in another world begins with farming

Chapter 213 Battle of Mara Town

In addition to the third battalion of the military camp led by Kayla, there are 500 civilians in Mara Town. Because they have been prepared, these civilians have received musketry training and have been given ammunition. When they heard the alarm, they did not hesitate to use fixed ammunition He put the case and bayonet on his belt, then shouldered his musket and walked out of the house.

A full 200 musketeers, as well as the original fifty light cavalry and fifty swordsmen, are already a force that cannot be ignored. Curranth has a little more confidence in holding Mara Town, not to mention He had just asked for help.

"All the musketeers boarded the wall, loaded ammunition and prepared for battle. The gunners boarded the gun emplacements. They are not allowed to fire without orders!" Kayla raised the gun in her hand and loudly issued the battle order.

Curranth on the side did not speak. He waited until Mr. Kai went up to the watchtower before organizing the women and children to carry more muskets and ammunition from the warehouse to complete the logistics work. This was a father's silent support for his children.

Bundles of muskets were bundled like firewood, and boxes of ammunition were piled high like bricks. These would be delivered to the houses near the wall for loading.

One musket per person is simply not enough. Firstly, loading is too time-consuming. Secondly, after a musket is fired more than ten times in a row, not only does the barrel need to be cleaned, but it also needs to be cooled. Therefore, each musketeer prepares at least three muskets, and these will be Their wives and children were responsible for loading and preparation.

The aberrations did not give them more time to prepare. The aberrations, who were attracted to the point of madness by the flesh and blood, rushed towards Mara Town without reason. Only a small number of them were attracted by the camps on both sides of the town, which was considered a bit of a share. pressure.

Keira's body trembled slightly when she faced this kind of scene for the first time, because the aberrations looked so abstract. For example, the one running at the front had as many eyes as he wanted, but he drooped like a lantern fish. Your nerves are trembling, you bastard!

Moreover, eating people for a long time without taking care of hygiene, coupled with the pus secreted by the deformed flesh and blood, caused a strong rancid smell wherever she went, making her want to vomit.

However, Keira did not forget her responsibilities. After the aberration stepped into the ten-meter range, she gave an order and the forty one-pound cannons gathered here opened fire together. With the roar, even if the smoke was filled, she still saw A large number of aberrants rushed to the front and fell to the ground with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Although it is the smallest caliber artillery, its power is still far greater than that of a musket. In addition, it does not pursue range, but only pursues damage at close range, which makes the shotguns fired more deadly. Even the exceptionally strong Aberrants cannot stop these hot shotguns.

But it's not enough. The aberrant has long lost his normal thinking, and only has appetite in his mind. As long as he is alive, he will still rush forward even if he is missing an arm or a leg.

The artillery was being loaded, and this time it was the musketeers' turn to show off their power.

Musketeers are not musketeers. The only thing they can do is pull the trigger in the direction of the target. Whether they can hit or not depends on luck.

But those who can't stand the distortions cooperate, there are so many of them, and they are so densely packed that it is difficult to defeat them all.

After the first round of gunfire, the aberrations suffered at least two to three hundred casualties, and everything was empty before their eyes.

But it was useless. I don’t know how many aberrations were attracted. There were hundreds of aberrations running at the front, and more aberrations came from behind. The number was simply difficult to calculate. .

Fortunately, the aberrations had no command, otherwise thousands of aberrations would have swarmed forward, even if there were walls around them, it would have been difficult to resist.

"No, there are too many. Before the aberrations gather, let Charlie and Monk enter Mara Town and concentrate on defense." Corrence saw it more clearly than Keira, who originally had no intention of intervening in the battle. Tell your daughter immediately.

"I'll send the signal now." Keira knew that now was not the time to vent her anger, and the constant arrival of aberrants outside did put a lot of pressure on her, so she immediately notified Charlie and Monk to come and join them.

The existence of the two camps can compete with Mara Town, but the premise is that the enemy is rational and will worry about the retreat and casualties. The question is, will the aberrants worry about these?

Obviously not, so we must gather people together, rely on the tall and solid walls of Mara Town, try to rely on guns and artillery to kill the aberrants, and avoid close combat.

As for the problem of being under siege, as long as the wall is not breached, these are not problems.

After Charlie and Monk saw the signal, they rushed over with their men decisively, and then stationed themselves on all sides of the town.

After integration, Mara Town had 1,100 musketeers, 600 artillery, 150 cannons, 50 light cavalry, and 50 swordsmen.

If it were ordinary enemies, even if they were three to five times more numerous, they would never be able to capture Mara Town. But facing the aberrants, no one dared to take any chances and could only do their best to prepare.

Fortunately, the people in charge of support arrived, which made Corens sigh a great deal of relief.

Emile came out of the fireplace with a group of witches. Apart from the sound of gunfire, he heard no shouts of death or screams, so he knew that the situation was not that bad.

"Since we can still hold on, we won't be in a hurry to take action." Emile said to Collens after hearing about the situation in Mara Town.

Correns had no objection to this. After all, this was their duty. They couldn't rely on others for everything. At least, he didn't plan to let Emile and the others take action until they couldn't hold on anymore.

With Emile at the rear, they could fight freely, so Corens hurriedly prepared for a protracted battle.

After Collens left, Emile sat quietly, playing with the mace and wand in his hand, sighing secretly.

After establishing roots, the territory's intelligence network has been reintegrated, including the personnel left behind by the Northland Witch Alliance at the border of the Empire. Therefore, although it is a step slower, the territory still receives news related to Ferrier. .

"Not even you can do it." Emile whispered to himself, and when the witches on the side heard this, although they did not speak, they nodded in unison, because they knew who Emile was talking about.

Most of these witches are old people from the Northland Witch Alliance. They have gone through the most difficult period, because they can no longer tolerate anyone ruining their current lives, especially Ferrier who only has the name of second leader but does nothing. .

What is hated the most is a traitor.

In the eyes of these witches, Ferrier is a traitor.

The battle will not stop because of a little thing, and the battle between Mara Town and the aberrants continues.

However, the presence of thousands of musketeers and hundreds of artillery makes the town of Mara become like a flaming hedgehog, constantly spraying hot steel, turning any enemy who dares to approach into rotten flesh, even if there are more aberrations, they are stronger and more terrifying , but without close combat, these advantages cannot be used at all, and they can only be used as a good target. The only difference is that they are killed by muskets or artillery.

The advantage that Mara Town can gain is inseparable from the cooperation of the aberrants. They are unorganized and undisciplined. They only rely on instinct to rush forward and cannot pose a threat to Mara Town. Charlie and the others can even arrange for the musketeers and artillery to take turns to let the Muskets and artillery receive relatively sufficient cooling time.

Even if it is a protracted battle, Emile and his witches have brought sufficient weapons and supplies. The muskets and artillery alone are enough for everyone to replace them, not to mention the mountains of ammunition. It can be said that this battle of Mara Town The outcome is decided.