She Is Not a Witch Chapter 32: The organ sounds loudly

The line of sight followed the sharp red and black tip of the gun and kept moving forward, breaking through the cold and chill in the air. During the high-speed movement, the surroundings became blurred, only the enemy in front became clearer and clearer in the gap of the helmet. The breathing heat, the gray-blue eyes revealed in the steel, became more and more within reach.

The two groups of knights charging at high speed on the ground, such as giant hammers and sharp swords, collided with all their strength, bursting out violent sparks and noises.

The high-speed stabbing lance is like a wandering poisonous snake red letter, piercing the thick armor in an instant, carrying hot blood, and piercing it from behind.

There was a depressed snort from under the covered armor, and then the sturdy hand held the spear on the chest and swung down the great axe. The heavy giant axe hit the opponent's head with a whistling sound, smashing the armor and head into pieces, exploding like a tomato, and splashing blood into the covered armor, eliciting a gasp of hatred.

Pulling out the **** spear that penetrated his chest, the orc braced his body and stepped forward again, opening his arms to meet a cavalry coming at high speed, letting the sharp spear pierce his chest, and then Swinging a heavy axe, he split the opponent and the horse into two.

"Haha." The blood pouring from his mouth overflowed from the gap in the armor, and he tried to open his eyes and pupils, looking for the next opponent in the narrow and blurred vision, so that he could kill one more enemy before he died.

Faced with these heavy orc cavalry, the blood spear knights’ first charge caused a large number of casualties. Thousands of elite orc cavalry were directly pierced by a long spear like a blood bag and fell into the cold. Grass and mud.

But their sacrifices were not worthless. After killing the first platoon of cavalry, the impact of the blood spear knights was exhausted by the heavy body and armor, and then the orcs holding the lances also began to prosper. In the counterattack before death, the heavy giant axe split the heads one by one, allowing them to sleep with themselves in this wilderness.

Dang, the giant axe slashed across the helmet severely, scratching long sparks and scratches on it, and blasting it directly into the air.

The blood spear knight who lost his helmet, his shocked face was exposed to the air, looking at the tall figure in front of him, the other party firmly grasped the spear on his chest before he died, and then fell down. Losing his weapon and speed, he was quickly besieged by orcs coming from behind, and died under the chaotic halberd and heavy axe.

Such scenes are constantly being staged in the wilderness. After these two elite cavalry charge opposite each other, the danger and cruelty among them will only be more fierce than ordinary cavalry.

The two sides ran and collided on the grass field, boiling blood splashed from time to time, and one after another companions or enemies fell on the grass before the morning dew.

"Turn right." Dulce swept across the front with a blood gun, picked up the head of an orc, and then loudly ordered the subordinates behind him to follow him to accelerate again, adjusting the direction and formation.

He led the cavalry behind him in a high-speed side-by-side formation attack, and while avoiding its peak, he kept cutting this powerful army from the side and back.

But this time is not as smooth as before. These well-trained orc cavalry strictly abide by the command, closely aligned, approaching and attacking with a slow but unstoppable momentum, and the two sides are constantly fighting. Downsizing.

Riding a lance across the face of the axe, a sharp spark sounded. When the Blood Spear Knights was reduced by nearly a quarter, Dulce began to consciously adjust his strategy. He looked for an opportunity, and after charging again, he brought people with him. Turn in the direction you came, and prepare to retreat.

He is not an irrational commander. After knowing that this enemy army cannot easily be eaten, he will temporarily avoid its edge and look for its weaknesses and opportunities in the future.

There was smoke and dust on the ground. After another confrontation, the black and red cavalry turned collectively, changing the course at a swift speed and separated from the orc cavalry, and they broke through to one side.

On the open field, a small group of people blocked the only way.

The head is a figure with curved horns. She is riding on a tall horse, holding a simple and complicated bronze spear in her hand. The spear is inscribed with complicated scriptures.

Faced with the black and red cavalry who broke out of the encirclement, the shofar tribe general raised his palm and used it with the other shaman beside him.

Crimson flames emerge on the side like silk threads. These flames seem to come from the void, converging little by little from the state of floating to the ribbon-like silk threads, swaying with the wind.

‘I heard the signal from the flames, all sorrows will be reduced to ashes in crimson’

These fiercely hot, atmospheric-twisting flame filaments became incomparably arrogant in the surge of spells. After the last trace of sparks merged, they twisted like a mad snake and then suddenly expanded.

Dozens...

Hundreds....

Thousands....

The crimson flame thread rushed wildly in the wilderness like thousands of flame snakes. They tore the atmosphere, distorted their sight, burned the earth, and rushed towards the group of black and red cavalry at low altitude along the wilderness, submerging them.

These flame snakes are like fiery red iron wires, cutting the armor, blades, and bodies they touched, instantly vaporizing and cutting them in the high temperature.

Faced with this sudden casualty, the pupils under Dulce's mask chilled, and the blood gun in his hand was gripped by the strong arm, and then shot out like a shooting star.

The black and red spear instantly ploughed a gully in the wilderness, piercing the shofar tribe general, and flying the blood spear to the sky behind.

"Cough..." Covering the blood in her mouth, she grasped the scripture spell gun in her hand, once again condensed magic power and poured it into it.

The black and red cavalry with many casualties are still galloping on the ground, with black smoke on their bodies, and many silky burn marks, but with the blessing and sharing of extraordinary abilities, they still maintain a strong strength.

Faced with these shamans blocking the way, the cavalry kept accelerating, and the lances in their hands began to sway slightly, gradually aiming at the enemy that was getting closer.

Dulsey took the spear thrown by the adjutant, clenched it tightly again, and took the lead and stab the female shofar tribe in front of the road.

Clang——

The blood-stained scripture spear was placed in front of her, and she tried her best to resist the instant piercing.

The blood-colored spear slightly deviated from the direction, slid across the body of the spear full of scriptures, and pierced into the opponent's shoulder bone. The bones in the flesh and blood were shattered by the spear.

In a moment of interlocking, Dulce also recognized the female player of the shofar tribe.

"Niya?"

He has a reflection on this timid and diligent junior. She is a rare orc student in Bridge Pier, and she especially likes literature and does not like fighting. This is very different from other orcs in the past.

The intersection between the two in school is not much. When Niya was in the second grade, Dulcena was the chief, the focus and star among the students, while Niya was just an ordinary Bridge Pier College student, and her grades were still in the middle and lower reaches. .

The only time the two spoke in the school was when he led the students to practice training, when Dulce was instructing the new students in this class. It was also that time that he knew the girl's name, and then he didn't care too much.

Perhaps the opponent's progress is indeed fast, but for Dulce, it is not within the scope of his competition and consideration.

I don't want to meet this school girl here after many years.

But what about this, along the way, he encountered Emenas' graduates more than once, including his predecessors and his juniors, as long as the enemy is beheaded. How can there be so many classmates in the world warmth, that is just the imagination and beautification of literati poets.

As long as you are on the battlefield, victory is everything, or maybe because you were classmates in the past, you have to be more careful. Because the other party may be familiar with your style and methods, and thus be targeted.

The defeat I encountered today was probably the result of this school girl’s idea behind her back. Shouldn’t it be said that she is a graduate of Bridge Pier College? Take the mission of the soldier as the bounden duty.

Retracted the pierced gun body, and swept back again when Dulce's galloping figure passed by Niya, Han Feng drew a flashing silver arc behind him, and cut to Niya's fragile neck.

Clang——

The front of the gun was blocked by the horizontal cursing gun again, and a few hot sparks popped out, and the body of the cursing gun was cut with a gap. Niya understood the senior's fierceness and was always on high alert and resisted. At this time, she also saved her life.

The opportunity was fleeting. After passing Niya, Dulce led the black and red cavalry behind him rushing towards the side of the field, leaving only the shaman squad with casualties.

Niya, who was rolling down the grass, reluctantly stood up with the curse gun, and was then helped by reinforcements.

With only half of the blood spear knight left, Dulce galloped across the field at high speed. He looked back at the group of tall orcs with heavy armor, and thought to himself.

"I won’t have such good luck next time, Niya." After knowing that he was targeted, this general star has already begun to think about how to deal with it, and next time he encounters such a defeat, I’m afraid It will get harder and harder.

Not only did he know this, Niya naturally knew it too. Therefore, after he led the army forward for a period of time, a neatly arranged army appeared on the horizon.

Looking at the ranger knight in the dark green cloak, and the rushed ravine front, Dulce instantly understood that this legion had crossed many fronts and came here to ambush himself.

"Knights of the Horn of Dawn, huh." Dulce said in a low voice, then lowered his body, urged the horse under him again, and began to accelerate.

The black and red cavalry on the ground turned abruptly and rushed to the other side of the open space. Knowing that they are traps and obstacles, Dulce is not the kind of person who doesn't know how to work, and quickly adjusts his direction.

But when he crossed the hills, there still appeared a group of ranger knights riding light horses. They held short bows and used the bows to guide the arrows. A little bit of cold star-like arrows shot towards him. Without the body of these red and black knights.

However, compared with the Blood Gun Knights with 1,600 people left, these ranger knights only have more than 200 people. After two rounds of shooting, they drove away, relying on light equipment and better physical strength and speed to leave behind. Enemy.

It's just a bunch of flies, Dulce thought, but now there was a shadow in his heart.

If the other party considers his itinerary in such a detailed and thoughtful manner, there may not be the next wave of ambushes ahead.

After thinking about it for a while, he went uncharacteristically and took somebody to stop for a while.

"Resting in place."

If you go to any place, you may encounter traps. It is better to regain strength and treat the wounded. As for the ranger knights who were harassing, they were also wounded by his throwing spears, so they retreated for the time being.

In this open field, the cavalry team stopped and started to heal each other. They took out the bandages and potions stored in the armor, took them for themselves and their comrades, and then leaned against each other, simply ate, and sat Rest on the ground and quickly regain strength.

So, 20 minutes later, there was a heavy sound of horseshoe trampling on the ground.

At this point, these cavalrymen once again mounted their horses and lined up, facing the direction they came from. The orc cavalry dressed in a red cloak chased after him.

"However, in such a tired state, how much combat power can be obtained."

Faced with these panting and sweating orc cavalry, the black and red cavalry led by Dulce have recovered most of their physical strength. They charged again from the hillside bravely, and the black steel armor was like a torrent. Attacked these tall and heavy orcs.

The sound of iron hooves trampling on the grass is continuous, and with the high-speed impact, the lance in the hand of this cavalryman also shines more and more, and the blood-red cold light sweeps through the wilderness atmosphere like a meteor.

They are closely arranged into a triangular front arrow, bringing blood in the heavy orc cavalry, piercing these heavy and exhausted bodies.

"Go forward, Crancia." Looking at the black cavalry who was getting closer and closer in his sight, one of the beasts whispered, and then smashed the huge axe held high, and the axe faced the opponent's spear tip. Staggered, the spear pierced his throat, and the giant axe cut the opponent in the middle.

Relying on Wushuang's mighty strength, Dulce arbitrarily led the cavalry to rush out of this heavy cavalry line, bringing out 1,200 people, while the others fell forever in a pool of blood.

"But, that's it." Looking at the black and red cavalry rushing down the hillside, a group of specially dressed alchemists in gray robes stood behind the line, and an alchemist led the soldiers to start. action. The face hidden under the hood showed a few golden hairs.

In front of the Blood Spear Knights is a dismounted knight holding a shield. These ranger knights from the northern mountains are taking on various tasks on the battlefield.

Silver steel shields are connected in one piece, forming a cast iron wall on the hills, blocking these cavalry from the raid.

'Impressive'

Looking at the thin and fragile line, Dulce muttered in his heart, then leaned over and accelerated, leading the cavalry to charge again.

As the war horse is advancing at high speed, the enemy line is getting closer and closer, so that the lines on the shield can gradually be seen.

‘500 meters’

‘400 meters’

‘300 meters’

There was a small number of counting sounds from behind the shield. When they read 300 meters, the officers gave an order, and these shield players suddenly put away the shield, revealing what was behind them.

The war machinery framed between the two iron wheels showed their faces, and the bright steel tube muzzles were densely arranged. They were juxtaposed like pipe organs, and then bent into a circle, exuding a cold and solemn atmosphere.

[Organ Thorough Sound 3.0] (Rare Gold Grade): The continuous fire magic crystal gun modified by the new alchemy technique uses a rotating barrel, and each barrel is equipped with an independent firing pin, matched with a standard magic crystal The ammunition can be driven by 800 rounds per minute, effectively killing and injuring the enemy. The only drawback is its high cost and ammunition consumption, but this still does not damage its terrifying battlefield dominance. In the face of dense enemy charges, it will become the most efficient weapon in contemporary slaughter.

Because the creative inspiration came from the pipe organ that Letis saw at the concert in the early years, she developed the first generation of burst magic gun, and later curved the organ pipes side by side into a circle, and finally improved the base to make it It is easier to move, and this is the final mature solution.

"I'm sorry, Senior Dulsey."

Looking at the black and red cavalry that was approaching below, Letis held the slender command sword and swung it down.

"Fire!"

"Shoot, keep rotating and shooting until all enemies fall!"

These ice-cold machines made a crisp, rotating firing sound during the operation of the soldiers, the fire on the hills joined together, and countless bullets were shot out in the squally showers. These scarlet enchanted bullets were extremely fierce and carried extremely dense. The number of hits hit the cavalry in front.

Continuous sparks and explosions sounded, followed by the splashes of blood sprinkled with air and the earth. They were extremely powerful in the past. The black and red cavalry who called the battlefield nightmare were in the cold and fierce roar of this war machine. Shattered by the blow.

No matter how excellent the battlefield commander ~ IndoMTL.com ~ No matter how strong the body and armor, all torn in this mechanical storm, the fiery crimson bullets are like the messenger of the **** of death, sinking the cavalry Into the abyss of never light.

It's not that they are not brave enough, nor that they are not good enough, just because the times have changed.

The new frontier of innovation will shock this stagnant world and make people pay attention to the power of technology and civilization once again.

A few minutes later, the battlefield fell silent again.

Under the shattered red setting sun, the ground was full of battered corpses, dark red blood stained the grass, and several crows flew from far away and hovered in this deadly battlefield.

Looking at the blood-red corpses and broken flags around, Dulce half-kneeled on the ground, his legs had been broken by enchanted bullets, his body was covered with shot wounds, thick blood was flowing quietly, and there was no more around him. Standing figure.

‘Is this my end. The consciousness in his mind gradually blurred, and then he poured into a pool of blood on the ground.

It was night, the most elite blood spear knights of the empire was destroyed on this unknown hillside, and this also sounded the death knell for the collapse of the empire's army.