Iron Powder and Spellcasters

   Chapter 110 Grenadiers

The    sentry rolled down from the top of the fort and shouted in panic, "Flare! Red! The eastern city wall."

   Everyone's heart shrank suddenly.

  According to the agreement in advance, the red signal flare means that the front-line commander judges that the team encounters the enemy's magic power.

   "Let's go!" Major Moritz grabbed his helmet, got up and left, and the lieutenants who were at a loss quickly followed behind.

   Everyone quickly pulled the horses out of the Triangle Fort and galloped towards the east wall.

   The sun has not yet appeared, but the sky is getting brighter and showing a deep blue.

   Sea fog began to appear in the air, and the smoke and sea fog on the battlefield superimposed, and the visibility suddenly dropped.

   The drummer was beating the war drum with all his might, and the sound of the drum seemed to be beating on people's chests. The shooters on and outside the city walls were shooting indiscriminately in the direction of the enemy, and the wounded soldiers who could walk stumbled out.

   The scene was extremely chaotic. Major Moritz shouted "Go away" to drive away the soldiers in front of him. The horses scurried through the front of their own line, and the others followed the passage opened by the major.

   But the people who rushed to the east of the battlefield suddenly discovered that they had no idea where the flares were fired.

  There are as many as three gaps in the eastern city wall. Fighting is taking place everywhere, and the battle situation is starting to get out of control. The establishment of many centurions has collapsed, and officers will take their soldiers wherever there is a cry of killing.

   After three round trips, they couldn't find a location, and the casters became more and more restless.

  Fortunately, another red signal flare exploded in mid-air, and the horsemen galloped away in the indicated direction.

  [The original flares used by the Veneta army will fly into the air and explode, and will not stay in the air for a long time. ]

When the   Moritz team arrived under the signal flare, the Veneta who had entered the city first had been pushed back by the defenders.

The organization of the    vanguard unit collapsed and was running out of the gap. However, the subsequent soldiers had not yet received the enemy, and used brute force to squeeze into the gap.

   One group of people wanted to run out, and the other group wanted to squeeze in. The gap was blocked for a while, and neither group could move.

   The Veneta who accidentally fell was trampled by everyone and screamed. The defenders in the city were chasing after them all the way, and they would be killed by the chasing soldiers without waiting for the defeated soldiers to escape.

  The city walls on both sides of the gap were reoccupied by the Tanirians, and there were more and more defenders at the front of the city. The Tanirians occupied an excellent position and attacked the Veneta people at the gap.

  The bullets flew horizontally, the smoke filled the air, and the sound of shouting and screaming could be heard incessantly.

   In the chaotic army, because today the officers all changed into soldiers' armors, the casters could not find the commander on site for a while.

   until they heard a furious voice roaring: "[Angry swearing]! Don't bully here! Scatter left and right! Let them come out first! 700th! Scatter side to side! Spread side to side!"

  Without the blessing of magic, the roar actually overwhelmed the noise of the battlefield.

  The soldiers who were trying their best to squeeze in were stunned for a moment, and then really began to spread out to the left and right sides of the gap. Obviously, these soldiers were very familiar with the voice of the centurion who commanded them.

   "The siege ladder! Go up the city wall!" The centurion's voice continued to roar.

The soldiers had to pick up the toppled cloud ladder from the ground. The Veneta siege ladder was put on the city wall again, and the sword and shield hand climbed up the city wall on both sides of the gap with the shield to fight with the defenders. The guns went off immediately.

Moritz followed the sound and found the centurion among the soldiers. He led the caster team to squeeze through the chaotic crowd, grabbed the centurion's arm, and asked loudly, "Juan! Did you fire the flare? ?"

   The situation was critical. Second Lieutenant Juan, who was in command, was immediately furious when a soldier grabbed his arm and called him his surname.

   scolded his lips, and Juan recognized that the man in the soldier's uniform in front of him was Major Moritz.

  The vulgar words were forcibly swallowed back, and Don Juan shook off the major's hand and asked impatiently, "What did you say?"

   "Flare!" Moritz pointed to the sky: "Did you send it?"

   "What flare? I didn't fire it!" Second Lieutenant Juan quickly denied it, and turned to head for the gap in the city wall.

  Moritz grabbed Juan's arm again and continued to ask, "Where is your brigade captain?"

   "I don't know! How do I know where it is?" Don Juan became really angry, and regardless of the fact that the major in front of him was three grades higher than him, he broke free from Moritz's control.

   Behind the smoke came the thunderous cry of the Tanirians, and the defenders were cheering for the retake of the breach. The Veneta were expelled from the city walls, scrambling and escaping in the way the Juan Centauri had given way.

   Hearing the cheers of the Tanee, Don Juan realized that the breach had changed hands.

   He stuck his saber on the ground with his backhand and roared, "Grenade!"

   A dozen tall and strong soldiers heard the order and quickly gathered around Don Juan.

   Lieutenant Juan took an iron ball in a noose from one of the soldiers, and the other soldiers took the same thing out of their backpacks.

   Winters recognized what Senior Juan was holding. It has no official name, but there are many names: bombs, grenades, bombs… whatever the user wants to call it.

   But no matter what you call it, it's an extraordinarily dangerous weapon. Not only for the enemy, but even more so for the user.

   "Prepare!"

The soldier on the side lit the lead of the iron bomb in Lieutenant Juan's hand. Don Juan took a deep breath, grabbed the rope and swung the iron bomb over his head.

  The hissing and burning iron bomb was pulled by the rope in a loop, making a gust of wind, which was extremely terrifying.

   "Throw!" Lieutenant Juan roared and let go of his hand. The bomb flew along the tangential direction and flew to the gap in the city wall with the twine.

   The other grenadiers followed the centurion, and a dozen iron shell bombs flew into the smoke.

   Limited by the level of casting technology, the lightest throwing bombs equipped by the Veneta Army also weighed four pounds, and those who are not physically strong cannot use them, so the grenadiers are carefully selected strong men.

   But even these elite warriors have to use this sling-like noose to drop heavy iron bombs far away.

   It's scary enough to carry a bomb that doesn't know when it will explode [note: people in this era don't understand static electricity].

The    "throwing" throwing method is even more dangerous. Not only can no one stand beside you, but if you miss the bomb, it may fall into your own queue.

   Therefore, few people can use this weapon at all, and even fewer dare to use it. It is too dangerous. However, in shoulder-to-shoulder, face-to-face siege battles, its lethality is also amazing.

  Continuous explosions came from behind the smoke, and the cheers of the Tanirians were no longer heard, only screams and moans that did not sound like human voices.

   "Continue! Don't stop! Use up all the grenades!" Juan's loud shout woke the soldiers who were stunned in place. The grenadiers took out new iron bombs from their backpacks and threw them towards the gap in the city wall.

  The Moritz team froze here, and the loud noise made Captain Lalo have to stick to Major Moritz's ear and asked loudly: "Sir! What should we do?"

"Wait!"

In front of    Winters, a grenadier was colliding with flints with trembling hands, but he couldn't ignite the lead anyway.

   This grenadier failed to follow Don Juan to drop the bomb in the first round, and now that the other soldiers have dropped it at least three times, he still hadn't lit the lead of the first bomb.

   "Give it to me!" Winters couldn't bear it, let alone seeing the panicked grenadier throw the bomb on his own.

   The panicked grenadier looked half bewildered, half grateful, as Winters took the iron bomb from his hand.

   Winters directly lit the fuze with the fire technique, and then threw the bomb behind the gap in the city wall like a shot put. Because he had not practiced, Winters did not dare to use the "sling" to drop the bomb, but simply dropped the bomb like a shot put. Fortunately, he has a good foundation, and the throwing distance in this way is not bad.

   Seeing the person in front of him ignited the lead with a gesture, the panicked grenadier froze in place.

   Winters, who threw the bomb, scolded him: "What are you doing standing there stupidly? Give me another!"

   The grenadier hurriedly took out another bomb, and Winters repeated the previous operation.

   Juan let each of his grenadiers carry six spare bombs, and so on, Winters, who was three rounds behind, ran out of bombs before the other grenadiers.

   "It would be nice if it only weighed a pound." Winters wiped the sweat from his forehead and thought to himself, "Even if it weighs two pounds, it won't be so troublesome to use."

   He suddenly noticed that Lieutenant Juan, who had dropped six rounds of bombs, gave himself a deep look. Looking at each other, Don Juan nodded to his younger brother, turned around and shouted: "The flag!"

The    standard-bearer hurriedly took out the battle flag from his arms, hung it on a spear, and handed it to the centurion.

   Lieutenant Juan held the golden lion flag high and shouted: "Follow the flag! Attack! Follow the flag! Attack!"

   Seeing this scene, even the heartbroken soldiers will feel guilty. Many of the Veneta who had routed out of the breach also recovered their weapons and followed the Juan Centurion into the city wall.

   Distributing eye-catching armor to officers is not for aesthetics, but so that cowardly soldiers can clearly see their commander by their side.

  Although changing the officer's armor to the soldier's armor can reduce the destructive power of the magician, it also damages the will of the Veneta army

   Lieutenant Juan hoisted the flag to let all the soldiers present know that he did not take a step back, but at the same time made him a target.

   "Major, what are we going to do?" Lailo couldn't help but ask again.

   "Follow Don Juan!" Moritz drew his saber and strode to keep up: "If there is a magician hidden among the Tanirians, Don Juan is the most obvious target!"

   The earliest recorded use of signal flares was in the Mongolian army in the 13th century. The first time the grenadiers were used as an independent arm was in the 17th century, and the iron bombs appeared earlier. However, the ones that appear in the article can be considered as early models, which are not yet mature.

   I haven’t finished writing it later, but it’s better to break it out of context here.

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