Release that Witch Chapter 87: Winter Evening (on)
"Preparing --! Spike!"
Van'er stabbed the spear in takes action, then both hands trembled, and gun squeaked. One Wolf species was on the tip of the gun, its hair was fluffy, its blood-red eyes stared like bronze bells, and two rows of fangs were exposed in the open mouth, the largest one was worth its own thumb. It was the first time he had contacted Evil Beast at such a close distance. The other party waved his claws in the air, and snowflakes even splashed on his face.
Van'er is a blank in the brain, almost according to the instincts accumulated during training, subconsciously grasping gun and continuing to force forward. The dying time seemed to be extremely long. He saw that the gun was bent to the limit, and the tip of the gun was deeply submerged in the abdomen of Evil Beast's. He even thought that moments later, that sharp claw would tear his cheek.
With a slamming sound, gun can't bear the impulse of Wolf species, and finally breaks into two. It was this crisp sound that made the flow of time return to normal and the other side fell down. Just as it came, --'s claws fell on the parapet wall, scraping out a series of fragments, carrying that half of gun, and smashing along the wall Landed on the ground.
"firearms team, reloading is complete!"
"Free shooting!"
Van'er immediately extended two gun barrels on his side. He quickly stepped back half a step and raised his head to prevent gunpowder fragments and gas from rushing into his eyes. As for the ear, he couldn't care less.
firearms was fired soon, Van'er re-closed to the retaining wall, and found that a variety of Evil Beast had fallen on the bottom of the wall. Someone froze around him, and he turned his head to see his roommate grinning proudly at him.
It's only a week since I touched my gun. Van'er glanced back and moved their eyes back to the battlefield. When His Highness's cannon team comes in handy, you will realize that the iron pipe in your hand is just a crutch.
"Gunner, your gun, then." Cat's Claw passed a new wooden gun, "This group of Evil Beast is crazy? Is it already two or three hours?"
"They are crazy," Van'er framed gun, waiting for the enemy's next attack. "What time is it now?"
"It's almost noon." Cat's Claw sighed, and while hunter didn't notice, he quickly looked at both sides, "What about Jop? Rodney brothers?"
"Don't look away, do you want to be smashed by Wolf species?" Van'er said angrily, "They were divided into other city wall sections, maybe in three groups, maybe in four groups. Then, how come you Come to the first group? "
"I'm on the bench," he smiled at hehe, "I'll come wherever I need it. Just when an uncle was injured, it was my turn to replace --"
"Prepare --!" The observer hunter sounded, interrupting Cat's Claw. Van'er saw a dozen Evil Beasts approaching quickly, and now he can quickly distinguish between various Evil Beast's types. This wave has only two Wolf speciess, and the others are Wild boar species, fox species and a Bear species, which pose little threat to the city walls.
"Stab!" Despite that, he obeyed the instructions and stabbed a spear with his teammates. Sure enough, this time the gun was empty. He withdrew gun, and Yu Guang saw that Wolf species had been shot down by a group of other players. When the other slower Evil Beasts also converged under the city, the firearms team squeezed into his side and shot freely downwards.
This repetition of fixed actions has continued from dawn to the present. When the horn was initially sounded, most people were still sleeping. Van'er yawned. This time the Evil Beast's attack was more fierce than before. Usually only one or two waves of invasion are continuing. The Evil Beast corpses under the city wall are almost piled up. Midway has been replaced by the militia second team once, eating something indiscriminately, and then re-entered the city wall after a short rest.
But unexpectedly, Van'er found himself calmer than expected. He heard the command of a rifle to close the gun. The others handed it over to the firearms team, just like he did during practice. At first it seemed that some inexplicable regulations and action requirements came in handy at the moment and were incredibly effective.
Others are similar to themselves. Although both hands clenches gun, his expression looks quite serious, and some substitutes seem very nervous, but everyone's bodies stand upright, and no one takes a step back.
But Van'er knows that everyone ’s greatest confidence comes not from day-to-day practice, but from His Highness. Van'er only secretly glanced at the watchtower in the middle of the city wall after the firearms team fired. -- was the stand of His Highness the Prince.
His Royal Highness arrived at the city wall as soon as the horn sounded, and stood on the same line with everyone, and has not rested till now. Even when I was rotated to eat, His Highness the Prince was still at the top of the watchtower, and the breakfast was delivered by the adult Chief Knight in person.
Recalling the previous feudal lord, when Months of Demons was evacuated every year, they left by boat early. It was noble, and it was civilians' turn. Those who have enough money can pay a few silver royal and leave with the boat. Those who have no money can only rely on their own feet and go to Longsong Stronghold. Thinking of this, he felt full of strength.
Yes, they belong to the prince of Greycastle. They are completely different from the patrols before Border Town. Relying on their own armor and weapons, the group often dominated the old and new areas, and foreign businessmen were also the targets of their extortion. From the perspective of Van'er, with the exception of the two Captain patrol teams, other people are no different from rogues. The militia team is a powerful team. Under the leadership of His Highness the Prince, they can even block the dreaded Evil Beast from the small town, and they must never move forward. Previously only Longsong Stronghold could do this.
Look at Yuwan, the famous coward in the old district, often the subject of ridicule. After the second team of joining militia, now picking up a spear is also stylish. There is also Fermi, who is huge but always takes a slow shot. People in the old district are happy to tease him. Now, his set of shooting action is fast and fierce, more skilled than most people. Van'er knew that after the training of others, he had to practice an extra 100 shots, only because His Highness had said to him personally, "The more inflexible a bird is, the sooner it will take off to catch up with the pace of others, eventually surpassing others Them. "
Ming Ming was only for those two eggs. Why is there a feeling of being thankful for joining for the militia team? There are slight changes every day, and every day goes further than yesterday. Van'er believes that it is not just him, everyone feels this. He didn't know how to describe his mood. Perhaps, to sum it up, His Royal Highness often hangs on his lips when training. -- They are a team different from the times.
"Woo -- Wu --" The two short horn sounds refreshed the spirit of Van'er. This is a warning for the emergence of Evil Beast Hybrid(s). He looked into the distance, and was a lion head with wings hybrid species, which was very similar to the one who broke into the city last time. This is the second one I encountered today, he thought, but this time it was different. In addition to the firearms team, they have other helpers.
Van'er tilted her head slightly, Yu Guangzhong, a little girl with short blond hair next to His Royal Highness was already standing in the air.