Iron Powder and Spellcasters

   Chapter 105 Blood Man

   Sergeant Taylor, who was resting in the post, heard footsteps from outside, and he asked cautiously, "Who? Password!"

   "Rush." ​​The visitor answered the code: "It's me."

When the    code was matched, Old Taylor relaxed and returned to the code: "Hundred Flowers."

  The sound of footsteps approached quickly, and Warrant Officer Montagne deftly jumped over the wall and jumped into the corridor.

Taylor saw at a glance Warrant Officer Montagne was holding a strange short gun in his hand - strange because this short gun did not have any ignition device, like the kind of gun that requires one hand to hold a gun and the other to fire The same old hook gun, but it is indeed a musket.

   "What's the matter, sir? Enemy attack?" Sergeant Taylor asked hurriedly.

   "No enemy found." Winters pulled out a bell: "But the siren tripwires were cut."

   "What should I do? Should I warn you?"

   Winters hesitated, gritted his teeth, and said, "Ring the bell! Sound the alarm!"

Seeing that the star duty officer was so determined, Tyler became frightened instead. He licked his lower lip and discouraged: "Would you like to confirm again? The tripwire may also be broken by itself... If the alarm is falsely issued, then the big basket will be stabbed. , do you want to wait a moment?"

   Winters wasn't sure if the tripwire had been cut. To be on the safe side, you should wait a little longer, and then warn you when you actually encounter an enemy.

   Because once it is found out that it is a false alarm, Winters will definitely be severely held accountable, and even other sentinels may follow suit.

   "Ring the alarm bell now! Light the beacon!" Winters gritted his teeth again: "It's better to make a false report than to miss a report! Go and sound the alarm, I'll take care of the accident."

   Seeing the star officer's attitude is firm, Sergeant Taylor can only obey. He trotted over to the alarm bell, swung the hammer and began to strike with all his might.

   The rush of the bell echoed on the battlefield in front of the city wall. First, there were only the west-four outposts, and the post on the old siege wall behind Winters also sounded the alarm.

  The barracks was awakened from a deep sleep, and the officers rushed out of the tent and shouted "Emergency assembly!" The soldiers were scrambling to find their clothes and weapons.

  West - Two beacon fires were lit on the earth wall next to the fourth artillery position, signaling the presence of the police.

  Other artillery positions and outposts lit up a bunch of beacon fires, indicating that their position has not changed for the time being.

Winters climbed the wall and counted the beacon fires three times. After confirming that he was right, he immediately called Sergeant Taylor: "There is no beacon fire in the west-third artillery position. It may have been an accident. No one in your subordinates has any beacon fires. Night blindness?"

   "Dan, Wake." Old Taylor named two names without hesitation.

   "Tell them to bring their weapons and follow me." Winters buckled his helmet, drew his saber, and threw the scabbard on the ground.

   "Are you still going out?" Old Taylor was very surprised: "We just need to hold the artillery and wait for support."

   "We have to figure out what happened to the West-Three artillery positions." Winters explained: "Holding at the post is equivalent to being blind, and we don't know where the enemy is going."

   Sergeant Taylor grabbed Winters' arm: "Then I'll take someone, you stay here."

   Winters asked coldly, "Do you have me good at fighting? And I don't feel relieved when others go to scout, I have to see it with my own eyes."

  Taylor's ten-man team were all halberdists, and it was difficult to use them in the narrow corridor. Dan and Wake abandoned the long weapons and replaced them with one-handed swords to follow Winters along the corridor towards the west-three artillery positions.

   In order to guard against artillery, the corridors meander like snakes, and there is a corner every four or five meters. When he was about to reach the gun emplacement, Winters heard footsteps coming from the corridor ahead.

   "Password?!" He shouted immediately.

The person who came    did not answer, and the sound of footsteps was accelerating.

   "Enemy attack!"

  Dan and Wake saw a figure flashing in the corner ahead, then Warrant Officer Montagne pulled out his strange short gun and knocked the man down with a single shot.

  Dan could see clearly that the short gun in the warrant officer's hand had neither a match, nor a reed wheel, or even a trigger, just the stock and barrel.

   However, in the hands of Warrant Officer Montagne, it fired normally like a normal firearm.

   "Wizard's black magic", a sentence popped into the minds of the two privates.

   Winters' palm was numb from the recoil of the firearm. It was the first time he used this kind of spell to fire a firearm in actual combat.

  For Winters, firing guns with spells is much more convenient than flying arrows. He's not good at kinetic spells, but he's pretty good at fire spells.

   Before he had time to boast, several enemies armed with short knives rushed out one after another from the corner in front of him.

The disadvantage of   spell-activated firearms is also obvious - it is still only one shot.

  In a hurry, Winters smashed the empty gun at the opponent.

   A thought suddenly popped into his mind: "Maybe three barrels tied together?"

   But now is not the time to think about it, Winters put on his saber and stabbed the enemy.

   Even a coward who has no power to hold his hands and has experienced several **** battles like Winters has long been tempered into a fierce warrior, not to mention that Winters himself is an officer who has been trained for many years.

  Dan and Wake watched in shock as Warrant Officer Montagne efficiently killed—no, the rushing enemy.

   The corridor is narrow, and the enemy can only enter one by one. When one comes up, the warrant officer puts one down, and there is no enemy at all that is his all-in-one enemy.

As a result, only three of Winters, Dan, and Wake were advancing forward, and it was not Dan and Wake's turn to make a move. They followed behind Winters and stabbed again when they saw who was not dead. .

   After eight or nine people were killed in a row, the will of the Tanirians completely collapsed. The few remaining Tanilians were heartbroken, they rolled and crawled, turned around and ran.

  Winters did not pursue after seeing the Tanee jumping over the earthen wall and fleeing towards the city wall.

   He picked up the pistol he had just thrown from under the corpse, while Dan and Wake watched him in awe.

   "Go, go to the west - third gun position." After the gun was retrieved, Winters took the lead and continued to walk in the front.

  Dan swallowed his saliva and couldn't help whispering to Wake: "I finally understand why it is called Warrant Officer 'Bloodman'..."

   Continue to move towards the west-third artillery group, and the bodies of Veneta soldiers began to appear in the passage. The Venetas who have been killed are lying all over the corridor where the West-Three Artillery Group is located, and their bodies are still warm.

   "Sir! There's a centurion here!" Wake reported loudly to Winters.

  I saw a corpse in an officer's uniform lying on its back on the ground, its arms drooping weakly, and the eyes had lost all vigour.

   Winters carefully identified for a while before he recognized Lieutenant Deckard, the star duty officer of the West-3rd Artillery Group. Deckard had a horrific wound on his neck, presumably fatal.

   "Dead." Dan concluded succinctly.

   Wake spat: "Bullshit."

   Winters tried to reconstruct the scene in his mind when Deckard and his men were killed, but there was a problem he couldn't figure out.

   His brows were tightly knit together, and Winters pondered doubtfully: "No matter how you look at it, there has been a fierce battle here, but why didn't I hear anything next to the West-3rd Artillery Group?"

  The cannons are all on the gun mounts, but the fire doors are all nailed firmly, and they will all be scrapped in a short period of time.

   Obviously, the purpose of the Tacheng defenders' raid here was to destroy the Veneta artillery. The Veneta people were fully prepared for this, but why didn't they hear the siren at all?

   Winters went to check the alarm bell again, and it was intact.

   A sharp whistle came from the west side, and Dan shouted in panic, "Sir! It's our gun emplacement!"

   "Go! Go back!" Winters drew his sword and strode toward the west-four guns, leaving Dan and Wake far behind.

   Among the eight artillery positions, the smaller the number, the closer to the central axis. The west-fourth artillery position is on the far west side and is the artillery position closest to the city wall.

  The Tanirian soldiers with nails and hammers climbed over the wall, jumped into the artillery position, and charged towards the position of the artillery.

   Winters' two ten-man teams wanted to stop the enemy, but the numbers were too weak, and they had been squeezed into the post.

  Two posts were arranged in front of the artillery positions in an angular position, and the structure was modified according to Winters' requirements: the entrance was narrow, but the interior was large enough to accommodate a ten-man team.

   A fierce Tanirian swordsman howled and rushed into Tyler's post, and was stabbed in the stomach by Bubba's halberd as soon as he entered. A second Tanirian who tried to charge in was also forced back by the halberdists.

   Seeing that the front could not be broken through, the Tanirians circled outside the post, jumped over the wall and jumped into the post. Holding a steel crossbow, old Taylor shot dead a Tanirian who climbed up the wall, then pulled out his waist knife and slashed at another Tanirian who jumped in...

   Outside the post, a daring Tanirian archer simply stood on the top of the fort wall and shot arrows at Sergeant Taylor and them condescendingly.

   Winters knocked the archer off the wall with a shot of the arrow. He didn't care to check whether the archer was dead or not, he picked up his saber and charged all the way towards the post.

  The Tanirians were so focused on attacking the Veneta posts that they didn't even notice Winters approaching them from behind.

   It wasn't until there were screams one after another from behind that Taniria realized that she had been outflanked by someone.

"Kill! Warrant Officer Montagne is back! Reinforcements are here!" Tyler was stabbed in the head, blood dripped all the way into his eyes from the top of his head, he reached out and wiped it on his face indiscriminately, holding his waist knife high and shouting: " Great Veneta!"

   "Huzzah!"

The Veneta soldiers in the   post were boosted by morale, and shouted and counterattacked from the post.

  The Tanirian soldiers in the tunnel were attacked from front and back, and they were suddenly defeated and jumped off the wall to escape. All the slow Tanirian soldiers were dragged back and killed.

After    dealt with the Tanirians in the corridor, Winters gasped heavily on his knees and asked Taylor in a hoarse voice, "How is it now?"

   "The cannon! The cannon is lost!" Old Taylor was so anxious that he forgot to use honorifics: "Let's talk about a hundred tanies! Another outpost is also lost!"

   "What about the reinforcements behind?"

"Still not here."

"Go! Go over to the cannon! Come with me!" Winters wiped the blood from his face with the hem of his jacket, and replaced the dead man's machete—because his saber was curled—to help Leaning against the wall, he led the crowd towards the artillery position.

  The soldiers of the 3rd Legion had rumored that Bloody Montagne was the bravest officer in the Legion, and the soldiers of the Taylor Ten had just confirmed for themselves that the rumor was true.

   I feel that what I wrote is too long-winded, correct, correct, correct.

   Thank you to the friends who have voted for the recommendation before, thank the book friend Tianshui for the recommendation ticket of the beautiful woman, thank the book friend for the monthly ticket of the lens, thank you all.

   (end of this chapter)