Release that Witch

"This is simply...day penalty," the iron axe exclaimed. "Even the shadow of the opponent can't be seen. It can only be passively beaten. If it is an ordinary enemy, it is absolutely impossible to walk through the mountain road with gunfire."

The commander of the First Army saw the power of the howitzer, and naturally knew how amazing it would be in the intensive team. From the first cannonball landing to the front of the position, there are five kilometers away. The enemy will either rush all the way, consume the strength before the war, or continue to advance regardless of the disregard, dragging the incomplete team to attack the position. Of course, the most likely situation is still scattered, and the march directly turns to flee.

"Unfortunately, the enemies we have to deal with are not ordinary," Roland smiled. "And the number of shells is very limited, otherwise the two fortresses can completely defeat their opponents."

Due to the use of self-propelled ammunition, the fortress has a firing rate of up to eight rounds per minute. The firepower delivery efficiency is absolutely devastating in this era. Since the Wangdu Alchemist moved to Wuxicheng with a large number of apprentices, the output of double-base propellant has risen steadily, and the number of shells has become the biggest limit. The trigger fuze can only be produced by Anna, which is extremely precise. The structure limits the production capacity of the howitzer.

"Your Majesty, all 20 correction guns have been fired," repeated the several shots. The battalion commander Fan Nahui reported that "a total of six valid target data were obtained, which were generally distributed in the second half of the mountain road."

"Good, come here today." Roland nodded.

After all, the test shells also need special production. Although the solid warheads are used, the shapes and weights are the same as the grenade mounted on the fuze. This kind of exquisite work can only be done by Anna. Every day, she will take time to make a certain number of test warheads. For the artillery camp to shoot.

“Do you still need to go somewhere else to see?” asked the iron axe.

"No," Roland thought for a moment and shook his head. "I will go back to the camp first, and you will continue to train the soldiers."

"Yes, Your Majesty," he said.

After returning to the camp, Roland grew a sigh of relief on the recliner. He found that he had not done much, or that he had done it all, and the rest was only resigned.

Five days ago, the church finally reacted. According to Mai Yi’s return, the gates of the holy city opened wide, and countless people came out of the city, and a long line of neat rows marched toward the cold wind ridge. The armor of the warriors flashed silver, overlooking the sky, like a sparkling river running through the mountains.

At the same time, the spies placed in the old holy city and the Hermes Plateau also sent back a secret letter, saying that the church's action scale was unprecedented, and even the number of people in the city was much less.

Obviously the enemy has come out of the nest.

Roland, who got the news, immediately rushed to the front line, and his arrival also brought the morale of the first army officers to a battle, a big battle to determine the future of the two sides is about to come.

More than 4,000 elite soldiers, a preliminary investigation team composed of the preparatory knights provided by the Duke of the North, lightning and wheat, Silvi does not leave the fire guide of the dead ends, and the fighting witches distributed around the camp. Preparation is not complete. Even the church's actions are carried out step by step in accordance with the operational plan formulated by the General Staff. Moreover, the residents of the Cold Wind Ridge have all been evacuated. Even if the other party wants to use the maddening pills, they can only consume the believers in the Holy City, or Other kingdoms forced residents.

The opening is considered to be perfect enough.

But there is always a worry in Roland’s mind.

That is pure.

It is unknown how they will appear in what form and what kind of ability will interfere in the decisive battle.

In order to avoid casualties caused by the other side of the sneak attack, the witches who stayed on the front line these days are sleeping with clothes and all concentrated in one lobby. Sylvie and the Nightingale are divided into two groups of alternate vigils. As soon as the magical reaction is discovered, the entire camp will be awakened by the echo of the echo.

As a result, until today, the church has no extra action except for the soldiers who occupy the cold winds. Roland has not seen the shadows of the pure.

He did not know whether the enemy was planning an earth-shattering conspiracy, or did not bother with harassment, and intended to crush himself directly on the frontal battlefield.

No matter what, what he can do now, and only continue to wait.

......

After dinner, Roland lay down on the bed early, but until the bright moonlight fell through the window and he couldn't fall asleep. Put on the clothes, just walked out of the bedroom, and the nightingale staying outside the house immediately flashed.

"How, can't you sleep?"

“Somewhat, probably the stalks under the bed are much more,” Roland licked his neck and pulled out a piece of wheat from the collar. “Let's think there is always something behind.”

"I think so too," said Andrea, who was also in the middle of the night group. "Don't say that a big bed is coming, at least two layers of silk mats are being worn, and the Duke of the North is too embarrassed."

"We are fighting, not an outing, ladies and gentlemen," Ashes didn't have a good air. "It's not bad if there is a shelter from the wind and rain. How can there be such a high demand?"

"Of course, for people with rough skin, there is really no difference."

"That is better than the weak wind."

"I think we need to fight again to see who is really weak."

"After solving the church, you will naturally understand."

"Wait... can I bet?" Sawyer raised her hand.

The nightingale pulled him aside. "You don't have to pay attention to them. This is the practice every night."

Roland smiled and shook his head. "I knew that I wouldn't separate the two of them." Because the night raid's scope of investigation was much smaller than that of Sylvie, the battle group in the middle of the night was handed over to the playing trio, plus the nightingale. This is already the strongest offensive combination that the witches can draw. In the lower half of the night, the group is mainly defensive. The members are Ai Gesha, Hefeng and Yifei, and there is no one to control and block the enemy. "How about other people, are they still accustomed?"

"The sisters of the co-help club are not as stressful as you are," said the nightingale. "They have experienced the escape days of the wind and the night. In this case, they can fall asleep with their eyes closed."

Well, it seems that I am the most unsettled one... Roland sat on the steps, looking up at the stars, silent for a long time, "When this is over, what will we do?"

The nightingale sat down beside him. "Are you nervous?"

"I just have some feelings," he touched his nose with guilty conscience. "If we can't beat the church..." Then the winter city will continue in accordance with the current order? Is the kingdom completely swallowed up by the church, or will it return to the old path of the aristocracy? And Anna and the other witches... can they really escape safely to the island?

Unconsciously, he has developed a strong relationship with the land and people who have devoted his efforts.

"Don't worry," the nightingale pulled up his hand and said softly, "As I said before... As long as I am alive, you will not suffer any harm," she paused. "And, our story is only just started."