She Is Not a Witch Chapter 342: The roar that pierces the sky

Western Empire, Grizzly Leader.

It was just dawn, and the morning fog in the mountains had not completely dissipated. The tall fortress was shrouded in the fog and could be seen faintly. The guarded soldiers were still standing on the city wall, patrolling back and forth from time to time.

Under the hills on the south side of the fortress, soldiers in gray uniforms lowered their waists and held muskets. In this mountainside. With the help of the shade of the trees, they avoided the detection of the patrolling Griffin Knights in the sky, and approached the huge fortress standing on the side of the mountain step by step.

When it came to 8 o'clock, the sun rose slowly, and the white mist in the mountains gradually began to dissipate.

Squad leaders quietly walked through the gully where they were hiding, gestured to each soldier, then watched them nod one by one, and got the prepared reply.

Time passed by, these soldiers crowded in this narrow gully, hot and crowded, no one spoke, only heard each other's slow beating heartbeat, and smelled the smell of sweat , which is also mixed with a little dew and earthy smell in the morning.

Some people began to close their eyes and take a deep breath, while others slowly touched the black gun body in their hands, checking carefully over and over again.

Golden sunlight passes through the gaps in the forest, and shines obliquely into the corners of the forest, forming a visible grating in the faint morning mist. Occasionally, one or two rabbits and forest deer cross the grass, gnawing on the green grass, and then Raise your head and look around to see if there are any enemies.

The temperature in the gully is getting higher and higher, and the outside world is still silent.

"Boom—boom—"

The dull sound of shooting broke the tranquility of the morning.

Screaming piercing sound pierced across the sky, fell on the city wall, and then exploded, splashing stones, and some soldiers guarding the city were also smashed to pieces in the explosion.

The long horn began to sound in the fortress, and then more rapid artillery fire rang out one after another, continuously bombarding the fortress in the mountain.

It's a pity that the effect of this is not good, because the defenders did not leave too many soldiers on the city wall. Their commanders are already familiar with this kind of attack and have adopted a more multi-layered defense system.

Soon, counterattack artillery fire also sounded in the fortress, and the offensive artillery positions began to be bombed. Even with the interference of witches and mages, the bombardment of some artillery shells began to cause casualties.

The cannons that were finally brought into the mountains from the south were blown to pieces in the return fire. The soldiers who fired were killed by the bombs, and the remaining soldiers also began to evacuate.

But this kind of sacrifice is finally in exchange for a rare opportunity.

A wall of the city fortress collapsed, revealing a rare gap.

In the past, by the time the attacking coalition forces rushed forward, this gap would have been guarded by heavy troops, and dense war machines had been erected and a line of sandbags piled up.

This kind of situation has happened many times in the past few months. The general who defends the city is not mediocre, but a new generation of generals in the western region of the empire. He has formulated many counterattack plans for this fortress. Once a flaw is revealed, he will quickly repair it. Unless there is an absolute gap in strength, it is basically impossible to break through the elite army led by him on the battlefield.

However, today's situation did not develop as usual.

The moment the gap appeared, the crimson flare pierced the sky with a whistling sound, and then the desolate attack horn began to blow.

The dark figures in the gully leaped out, and ran towards the gap at the fastest speed in their lives. They held muskets, galloping and jumping among the jagged rocks and bushes, as if they were crazy.

"Boom——"

In the crenel of the city wall, the muskets erected began to shoot, black and red blood sprayed from the running figures from time to time, and then fell to the ground in pain, the thick blood overflowed from the covered palms, mixed in In the mud, as they struggled and twisted, the gravel and dust were dyed a deep red.

When the blood flowed more and more, he began to feel that the vision in front of him turned black, his consciousness gradually blurred, and his body also had the illusion of being cold.

Slowly, the soldier stopped struggling and lay motionless under the early morning sky.

The battle was still going on. Soldiers in gray uniforms ran past him. They charged into the exposed gap, climbed over the huge gray rubble, and then took up their guns to shoot at the enemy.

Bloods of blood bloomed on the gray military uniform. The first soldier who rushed into the city was sieved by the concentrated fire bullets, but the successors also rushed up one after another. Charge, then shoot.

The bullets hit the rocks and the ground with crisp sounds, and the sound of shooting and shouting was everywhere. After dozens of people were sacrificed, the soldiers who rushed into the fortress finally began to counterattack and cover.

"Low down, don't stop!"

The squad leader shouted amidst the noise of gunshots, and then he rushed out of the narrow bunker with a gun to make room for the following soldiers.

After that, one soldier after another rushed out of the bunker and charged towards the shooting enemy in front. They couldn't stop, they had to expand the results of the battle in the only time they had, and the bunker couldn't stay. .

Dazzling flames bloomed at the muzzle of the gun. In the shaky and sour vision, the existence of the enemy was covered by dust and flames, making it impossible to see clearly.

Amidst the violent heartbeat, the teammates in front and at the side fell from time to time, but the flames of the enemy's shots never diminished.

It was another painful roll, a sharp pain came from the left shoulder, and then it was ignored again. Lying behind the squad leader's body, he finally got a precious respite, and at this time he could see clearly Shoot the enemies.

Slowly, he fumbled for the musket in his hand, took a deep breath, then rolled violently, assumed the **** of the gun on the ground, aimed and fired.

A blood flower bloomed in response, and then the shooting figure on the opposite side fell down. Soon, the soldiers defending the army also reacted, and three bullets were shot at him after a few seconds, two of which were deflected, one The bomb hit the left arm, tearing it through.

With no time to scream in pain, he focused on aiming and shooting again, and hit another guarding enemy.

It's a pity that it's too late to smile for the last time, a bullet shot down from diagonally above, piercing through this young life.

The scorched black smoke and gunpowder smoke permeated the sky, staining the originally blue sky with gray, the pungent smell spread everywhere, and there were dead bodies everywhere. Soldiers from both sides fought fiercely under the crenel of the city wall.

The shells fell into the ground, and with a huge impact, they brought up several floors of soil. Some soldiers were buried in the scattered dust, but they had to quickly wipe their cheeks and climb out to continue charging.

After the soldiers in front turned on this fleeting fighter, the positions of the Southern Alliance Army also began to support. The heavy cavalry in white armor roared forward in the narrow mountain road, and rushed to the gap where the gunfire continued.

The Griffin Knights in the fortress also rushed into the air with the sound of artillery. They didn't care about the battlefields of the battle in the complex terrain of the city, but went straight to the heavy cavalry charging from the bottom of the mountain.

Compared to ordinary soldiers with no extraordinary abilities, these armored and sharp white lion heavy cavalry are the biggest threat.

On the gray sky, the "Thunder Flame Arrows" infused with special kerosene shot down in the air. The dark gold gun body broke open on the ground, and the crystal fragments exploded to detonate the kerosene, forming a spreading hot flame. Submerge the heavy cavalry below.

The defenders who occupy the sky can always gain more and even crushing advantages on the battlefield.

But this time, they finally met an unprecedented opponent.

The dull roar of the propeller came from the distant sky, the body of iron gray, the wide wingspan, and the suspended firing machine.

A special aircraft lined up across the silent sky, and the spreading roar seemed to announce the arrival of the end, so shocking.

Accompanied by the adjustment of the fuselage, these iron-gray 'giant birds' swooped down, and the suspended four-door continuous shooting mechanism rotated rapidly, and bullets poured out one by one, hitting the griffin flying in the sky. into a sieve of white feathers and blood.

Southern craftsmanship, a brand-new aircraft jointly developed by the southern archipelago and the southern border mages, has achieved unexpected results after being equipped with war machines, and because the first batch of production lines were laid out in the southern province of Longyi, it was named "Dragon" Wingplane'.

After the anti-gravity device is installed, the lift obtained by the wings can carry more weight, and the steel and war machines with strong defenses can also be installed on these dragon wings.

Pair it with special enchanted bullets, and a repeater device with skills taught by Clanthia, and the flying machine is like a work of art, but it will also become a fearsome killer on the battlefield.

Accompanied by the swooping roar that almost shattered the heart, these Dragon Wings rushed across the sky in front of the fortress, sweeping across the Griffin Knights who were interfering and shooting, and the metal firing pins fired bullets crisply. The bullets stretched into a line visible to the naked eye in the air, and the Griffin Riders who couldn't dodge in the future swept across and smashed into broken pieces of cloth.

"No!"

In the battlefield full of gunpowder smoke and roaring, the old knight riding on the golden-maned griffin was unwilling and enraged. He held a thunder gun in his hand and fired it out with a roar.

The dazzling electric light instantly illuminated the earth, and then disappeared.

The wings of a dragon wing broke off in the sky, and the fuselage was also scorched and damaged.

The black and red flames and thick smoke streaked across the sky in a long flame tail, and fell on the wall of the fortress, triggering another explosion, directly piercing the wall and blasting it away.

Facing the diving shots of these Dragonwings, Ludes, the head of the Griffin Knights, had to lead the rest of the people to climb up in an emergency and spread out to avoid the extremely ferocious bullets of the Dragonwings and artillery fire.

Without the interference of the Griffin Knights, those white lion knights in white armor finally rushed into the city. The bunkers and bunkers of the troops began to rush forward rapidly.

The situation has finally opened up, and the battle has entered a fierce stage.

After disarming the defenses of the outer city walls, the coalition forces of the southern border began to enter the city on a large scale. The battle in the sky still did not stop. It kept rotating and moving in the air, avoiding the dangerous and ferocious artillery fire, and then threw the thunder gun wrapped in lightning when it was side by side with the dragon wing machine.

The sharp gun blade is enough to break through the steel shell of the Dragon Wing. With a flash of lightning, the internal devices are often directly destroyed. The lost power of the Dragon Wing plummeted into the sky with thick smoke, and many of them had no time to escape In this way, the driver of the Dragon Wing was buried in flames and explosions together with the Dragon Wing.

But there are also extremely determined pilots. After realizing that the crash of the dragon wing plane is inevitable, they will try their best to adjust the direction, let the dragon wing plane rush towards the direction of the city, and use the golden enchanted bullet to penetrate those strong Forts, enemy positions, until finally hitting towering shooting towers and stone walls.

"Follow me!"

At the forefront of the fortress, Jaylann wore a lion's mane cloak and strode forward with a broad sword in his hand. His sword cut horizontally, sending out white waves of air, directly overturning the bullets and arrows facing him. .

Facing this mighty son of the griffin, the defenders stationed trembled in fear, but they had to suppress their shock and kept shooting and blocking.

Dense bullets slanted towards him, and continuous sparks burst out from the silver armor. Not long after, a ball of blazing fire flew out from the side of the high tower of the fortress, circled around, and rushed directly at this man. Son of the Griffin.

Dazzling and suffocating white flames submerged his figure, and the oncoming scorching air wave forced the knights behind him to retreat for the time being.

After a few seconds, the flames dissipated, and the knights behind were seeing the scene in front clearly.

Jelanne used his sword to hold the big sword that was slashing head-on, and the person holding the sword on the opposite side had a similar face, the same blond hair, and even the same griffin armor and white lion cloak.

"Garson." Jailan looked at the pair of blue resolute pupils. This brother who is connected with his blood has become strange now.

The other party did not respond to Jailan's greeting, but frowned slightly, and continued to stare intently, and soon he launched an attack again.

The heavy sword was like a light feather in his hand, and he swung it nimbly and swiftly. The occasional cutting marks directly cut through the stone walls and buildings beside him smoothly.

Facing this continuous and fierce attack, Jailan became more serious about closing his hands from the beginning. It swayed like a flame, and the foehn it brought made it impossible for weaker people to get close. They could only watch the battle between the two sons of griffins from a distance.

With the passage of time and seconds, the situation on the battlefield changed rapidly, and the fight between the two became more and more fierce. The blade of the sword sounded, and the trembling vibration also spread to the arms of the two of them, and they felt numb for a while.

After another confrontation, the two separated again and stood facing each other.

"Stand back, Garson. Although you are my younger brother, if you still stand in the way, then I have no choice but to be ruthless."

"Back off? My brother and brother, you are still so proud." Garson's eyes burst into anger again.

"What can the family do to you? You actually gave up the glory and dignity of a lion and knelt down at the knees of a woman. Is the sacred object in your hand so easy to use? It makes you so humble and shameful!"

"So that's how you view this matter, my stupid brother." Looking at the angry face opposite him, a trace of helplessness and worry flashed in his eyes.

"Heh, why, don't you still want to refute it." Garson questioned the respected elder brother in the past.

"You wounded your father that day, defected, and made the Salius family a shame. I don't know how many western nobles talked and laughed behind their backs."

"Really, let them laugh, I think they will cry one day."

"You..." Hearing the elder brother's almost rogue and self-defeating answer, Garson was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"You are the only one who can't beat me. I taught both you and Blake's swordsmanship. I am even more familiar with your sword preferences and reactions than yourselves."

"You're trying to trick me, Jelan." Garson finally stopped calling him brother, and called him by his first name.

"It doesn't matter if I tell you, Black and I split into two groups, each leading the family's legion to suppress the incoming enemy army."

"So, you arrogantly chose me on this road, you are really confident, Carson."

After getting the answer he wanted, Jailan no longer struggled, and raised his sword again.

The brilliant and blazing holy sword was raised high, and the rising white flame spread out instantly, and then slowly pressed down. Obviously, the speed of the blade cutting down was so slow, but it gave people an extremely depressing feeling. The momentum is unavoidable, unstoppable, and irresistible.

Facing the glorious holy sword that released power, Garson felt the air in his lungs and surroundings being drawn away. A scorching and suffocating feeling filled his body, wanting to move, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead Like iron, extremely heavy.

In the peripheral vision reflected in the pupils, the blade of the white flame is getting bigger and bigger, and the burning breath is getting heavier and heavier. Garson feels that his hair and eyebrows are already burning, and his eyes seem to be covered by the dazzling light. The goal is swallowed by the white flames.

Using almost the last bit of strength in his body, Garson raised the legendary sword that was close to the sacred object in his hand, and poured magic power into it.

A dull crash sounded between the two of them, like a giant hammer hitting a rock, and then the gathered high-temperature white flames pressed down violently, brushing over Garson's cheeks and body.

A few seconds later, Jailan took a step back, put away the big sword in his hand and stuck it on the ground.

In front of him, Garson slowly knelt down on the ground with a dull sword, and fell limply on the ground, stirring up some dust.

After silently staring at Garson for a few seconds, Jaylann drew his sword and walked to the battlefield ahead again, fighting with the western border coalition forces entrenched in the city. The younger brother, who had lost the strength to resist, was **** by the accompanying knights and escorted to the rear position and barracks.

He will spend a long time in the cell, and when he comes out again, the world may have changed a lot.

The roaring roar of the dragon wing continued, the lasing thunder and Feijin's bullets intersected in the air, and above the gray rock fortress, street fighting began.

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"Brother Shen!"

"Yeah!"

Walking on the road, when Shen Changqing met familiar people, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.

About this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Zhenmagic Department, an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main duty is to kill demons and ghosts, and of course there are other sideline jobs.

It can be said.

Everyone in the town of magic has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When Shen Changqing first came to this world, she was a little uncomfortable, but she got used to it over time.

Zhenmus is huge.

The people who can stay in Zhenmusi are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the town magician is divided into two professions, one is the guardian envoy, and the other is the demon extermination envoy.

Anyone who enters the Town of Demons starts from the lowest level of Demon Slayer,

Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Zhenmai Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer.

Has the memory of the previous life.

He is also very familiar with Zhenmusi's environment.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic~IndoMTL.com~Different from other places full of chills in Zhenmusi, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, in the **** town of Zhenmusi In it, there is a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and occasionally people come in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped in.

Enter the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with a faint smell of blood rushed to his face, making his brows furrowed instinctively, but then relaxed quickly.

There is almost no way to clean off the **** smell on everyone in Zhenmensi.

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