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Section Thirty-six Attack

Strong attack in the 36th quarter

It was only a short interval that the cannon fired for the second time. The dwarf gunners were much more proficient than human gunners. Their cannon fired nearly half the speed of ordinary human cannons, and their speed of adjusting the cannons was incredibly fast.

The second round of cannon volleys also caused huge damage. Especially due to the ground, the "jump" effect was formed, which greatly increased the lethality. With the two rounds of cannon volleys, the number of slaves and rats attacked was reduced by one third.

Ashu Rufate has now seen that the dwarves arranged four layers of cannons on the Karak-Grom.

"Haha, there are quite a lot of them. There are 360 ​​Cannon cannons in total." In my mind, Carrie gave the answer to Ashu Rufat. "But master, these cannons do not seem to be the same. For example, you see, the first and second layers seem to be ordinary cannons, the third layer cannons have multiple barrels, and the lowest layer cannons have exposed their muzzles, but they have not fired so far."

"It's true." Then the brief gap as the smoke cleared, Ashu Rufate also noticed what Carrie said.

The two rows of cannons at the top are ordinary cannons. Although the dwarf cannons and human cannons are completely consistent in principle, due to better casting technology and metal smelting technology, the dwarf cannons are more accurate, have fewer firing failures, and have faster firing speeds.

The third row is a multi-barrel cannon with four gun barrels. It looks a bit similar to the Ryans' "Wind Bead Cannon". However, its barrel is thinner and the number of barrels is only four. This should be the so-called organ cannon of the dwarves, or the four-barrel cannon.

For slave rats that are charging, the organ cannons cause far more damage than cannons. Perhaps these cannons are not suitable for attacking large war machinery, but they are suitable for attacking soldiers.

At this time, the chaotic formation of rats and men played a positive role. Because they lacked training and had no formation during the charge, this reduced the damage caused by these powerful cannons. If it were a team of neat human infantry, at least half of it had been lost now.

After the two rounds of shooting, the slave rats had already rushed about half the distance. Ashu Rufate did not expect more. As long as the slaves could reach the fortification area ahead, their role would be completed. Because of that distance, the dwarf's musketeers had to shoot, so that Ashu Rufate could see their firepower clearly and make a correct assessment of future battles.

It seems that these slave rats should be able to accomplish this task.

At this time, the cannons on the lowest level opened fire. Unexpectedly, what was shot out from these cannons was not shells, but a long fire dragon.

"Fire Cannon?!" Ashu Rufate couldn't help but whisper. Damn, these dwarves looked much more difficult than expected.

Ashrufate had some understanding of the dwarf's flame cannon. In fact, this is a legendary weapon in the human world. Flame cannons and ordinary cannons are completely different. The internal cavity of the flame cannon is filled with a dwarf's special mixed oil. The air is pumped into the cannon's cavity to cause the pressure in the cannon to rise to its limit. When firing, the dwarf ignites the oil-soaked filling into the nozzle of the flame cannon, and releases the pressure in the cannon. The mixture in the cannon is ignited instantly and is sprayed out under the action of pressure, shooting it at the enemy like a flame arrow.

Legend has it that once the flame cannon hits the target, the fire flow will splash, and the burning hot oil will fill the enemy's body, causing them to howl and be burned to death. In addition to attacking soldiers, the flame cannon can also attack fortifications and machinery - as long as it can be burned, it will not survive the flame cannon.

This time, Ashu Rufate witnessed it with his own eyes and confirmed the power of this weapon. The flame cannon's shooting was in a fan shape, which was incredibly powerful. In a blink of an eye, all rats in the attack range turned into torches. These unfortunate slave rats just struggled and couldn't move, turning into a ball of black solid.

This round of shooting directly cut the number of slave rats in half again.

The remaining slave rats were already close to the brink of collapse. At this time, the motivation to support them to continue rushing forward was not so much because of their fear of their masters, but rather because of their inertia, which made them unable to hold on for a while.

Because the distance was close enough, the dwarfs' muskets began to fire. A row of gunfires accompanied by another gunfire. The muskets and bullets covered the battlefield like a sudden rain, and the slaves and rats fell to death. In front of them, an invisible wall seemed to appear, and none of the rats hit the wall were spared.

At least three thousand musketeers... no, five thousand musketeers. Ashu Rufate estimated the intensity of the firepower. Musketeers plus gunners, necessary melee troops, and some other scattered personnel. There were about ten thousand soldiers arranged in the front. If he was not wrong, it meant that the dwarves placed at least one-third of the combat power on the ground.

This is also consistent with his estimate. According to normal logic, one-third of the troops should be placed on the surface, one-third of the troops should be placed on the ground, and one-third should be placed on the ground, and one-third should be used as reserve teams. The arrangements made by the dwarf general, namely Prince Hoga, are very normal.

Moreover, Prince Hoga was very clever to put the gunpowder troops on the surface. Everyone knew that ignition of gunpowder would produce gunpowder smoke, and this gunpowder would block the sight of the Sagittarius. In the underground world, due to the lack of air circulation, gunpowder smoke is easily dense enough to make people unable to see anything. In the surface world, there is no such big trouble, and a gust of wind is enough to blow away these hindrance smoke.

This tentative attack has ended. The dwarves did not save ammunition, and the remaining slaves and rats were shot by various cannons on their way to collapse and escape, and were wiped out.

It took only about ten minutes before and thousands of slaves and rats disappeared completely from the world. Although the rat soldiers did not care about the life and death of these slaves, the current situation was also moving. At least the group of senior officers around Ash Rufate showed obvious uneasiness.

"How to fight this?" a gray prophet asked actively. It was obvious that he was frightened by the dwarves' fierce firepower.

Ashu Rufat ignored him and turned to look at the Great Gray Prophet. The Great Gray Prophet did not speak, but the confusion in his eyes clearly showed that he also had this view. It was not that they cherished the lives of the rat soldiers, but that it seemed that it was completely impossible to attack head-on. No matter how many troops, they could not survive such powerful firepower.

Now, each of them clearly understood why the previous attack was defeated by the dwarves, and was eventually completely destroyed by the front and back attacks of the dwarves and the green skin. Although the remnants who escaped before blamed the enemy's unclear situation, what can we do if we understand the enemy situation at the moment?

"Strong attack!" Ash Rufate replied. "There is no other way, you can only attack."

...

"Quick! Hurry! Come on! Otherwise you will regret not being killed by these short guys!" A rat man lord shouted at the top of his lungs, while waving his whip to catch his soldiers on the battlefield.

Torison could clearly hear the yell of the rat leader. At this moment, he and his soldiers retreated to the predetermined location for a brief rest. Their positions had been handed over to another team of dwarf soldiers. In the battle just now, the troops of the Ranger Captain Torison were in excellent performance. They wiped out the number of rat people of equal numbers as they did, but they did not suffer any casualties.

This is a small section of the underground passage, which is the outpost of the dwarves, and the Ratman's goal is to completely occupy this passage as a bridgehead for the next attack. The dwarves arranged elite troops here, turning this battle into an unplayable war of attrition. The dwarves had the upper hand in almost every small-scale battle, but the Ratman's army seemed to be endless. Every time a group was wiped out, they immediately added a group.

Prince Hoga personally supervised the battle here, and the dwarves now retained a strong reserve. Every soldier knew this, so at this moment, Torison's subordinates did not feel any special pressure. They talked and laughed and discussed some trivial matters, and showed off their outstanding performance in the battle just now. Only Captain Ranger himself was the exception.

It's hard to say what the reason is, but Torrison feels a deep uneasiness.

His emotions attracted the attention of his subordinates, but they just thought the captain was still in a bad mood about the previous captured. This was a shame for a dwarf with honor.

I was with them, and there were some other troops, all of whom were temporarily retreating from the front line.

A messenger hurriedly ran past Torison.

"Hey, have you seen the prince?" the messenger stopped and shouted at the dwarf warrior closest to him.

The messenger was still very young, and his beard was not even full of hair by the standards of a dwarf. The dwarf he called to was a "long beard". This is a title as the name suggests. When a dwarf is old enough to braid his beard into a long braid, he can get this title.

Naturally, all the long-bearded warriors are experienced veterans and have seen countless battles. However, even if they have not seen so many battles, they will disguise themselves as experienced. Everyone has these long-bearded warriors are the backbone and elite of dwarf soldiers, far more tenacious and good at fighting than ordinary soldiers. Some of the long-bearded warriors are concentrated as elite troops to be put into key battlefields, while the other part is mixed into ordinary troops so that they can play a role in supervision and guidance, so that ordinary soldiers can fight more brave and firm.

Before the messenger asked, the long-bearded warrior was chattering about his past heroic experiences and comparing the enemies in front of him with the hard battles he had experienced. The result of this comparison - anyone who knows the dwarfs will understand - will always be the same. In a word, these fragments are simply a bunch of scumbags compared to the enemies I have wiped out in the past.

"Boy, what does this attitude mean? When I was fighting with Green Skin, your mother was still the same fetus!" The long-bearded soldier was angry at the rude attitude of the messenger and jumped up.
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