Release that Witch

"A total of three people, all died in the shack under the stage." The presiding judge nodded. "The guards of the beacon tower are rotated once a week, so when I went to the scene to check, the body had stinked."

"Very good, so the bonfire is not what they put, but someone else," Soli slammed on the desk and smiled. "Is this deliberately teasing us? Or is it looking for the holy city?" reason?"

"The specific reason is not clear, but the adult, there is a mouse confession is very interesting," he pointed to the report, "I deliberately remember the last page."

The presiding judge turned to the end and browsed through the grass. "Two weeks ago, someone under the Windwind Ridge set up a card along the road, prohibiting anyone from going to the desolate mountains, but not stopping the people on the mountain from leaving?"

"This is exactly the case. He originally planned to go to Glentown to try his luck, but he saw a caravan that should have been going to Hermes was stopped."

“It seems that it’s really not the lord?” Solis groaned. “Wait... two weeks ago? When was the last time the group of merchants who sold the grain appeared?”

"Three days ago."

The archbishop's face sank instantly. "That is, this name does not allow anyone to go to the level of the mountains to release the group of traders?"

The answer is simply coming out.

"They are a group of people." The presiding judge replied, "At least it looks like a group."

“How many people are there at the checkpoint?”

"The mouse just looked at it from a distance. It is estimated that there are hundreds of people."

"Just as long as the tail is exposed," Soly. Dard stood up. "Tell me to order and bring the trial army together!"

"Bishop, do you want to go down the mountain?" The presiding judge first glimpsed, and then quickly dissuaded him. "The order of the Pope is to let us take the place after the Windwind Ridge, to ensure that the mountain road is unblocked and waiting for the army to dispatch... If you I want to catch a few people to ask about the situation. It is enough to send a small team."

"I don't just have to catch a few tongues, but also to grind their levels into powder. This is the price of teasing the holy city!" Soli waved impatiently. "If you leave now, I will see them the day after tomorrow." The skull is hung at the gate of the city. It has no effect on the plan of the holy city. Your Majesty will not blame."

"But if the enemy sets an ambush..."

"Ambly?" Soli took a look at him. "I have led the army to attack the Broken Fort of the Wolfheart Kingdom. It is an extremely difficult hard battle, but even if it relies on the majestic mountains, ordinary people can only ambush. Bringing some trouble to the gods, not to mention the open flat area at the foot of the mountain. Any action of ambushing the gods will be tantamount to suicide. I hope they have the courage, not the wind." Suddenly, "I understand it, just go and execute my order."

"...Yes, adults."

Looking at the back of the presiding judge, Soly Darr showed a sneer, he would never let go of the group.

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"There is a large group of people in the cold wind ridge?" The iron axe looked at the fat pigeons that flew into the tent.

"Almost a thousand people!" McMillan flapped his wings. "There is no car for transporting food, nor the militia. They are wearing armor, and some people are carrying giant shields and short spears!"

“Giant Shield?” The iron axe is different. “How big?”

"Oh..." Mai Hao looked at him. "It’s almost like you."

"I know, done a good job," the sandmen routinely took out a piece of meat and handed it to the pigeons, and then called the guards outside the door. "Notify the firearms battalion commander Brian and the artillery battalion commander Vanner to come to me." The tent is in a meeting and the enemy is acting."

......

After listening to the information provided by the witch, Brian couldn't help but frown. "How come it will be so fast, it will take two or three days for the majesty to reach the town of Glen, and the fortress gun is not in place..."

"The church's response is indeed faster than we expected, but no matter where we are, we have to complete our duties and never step back." The iron axe said calmly. "In any case, the enemy must not cross the foot line." step."

"Yes!" The two sang together.

"Very good, then the specific combat arrangements." The iron axe licked his lips. "The enemy needs to travel at least one day to get to the foot of the mountain, so we have plenty of time to prepare. The stone of punishment is only over 2,000. I will try to hand it over to the soldiers who are on the front line. The machine gunners are the focus of protection. They must wear the stone." He told the plan conceived in his heart. "In addition, I will arrange ten soldiers with a good gun and a machine gun team." Miss Silvi, according to her on-the-spot investigation instructions, focused on the threatening enemies, and the rest was in accordance with the regulations at the time of the exercise."

"I have a question," Fanner hesitated. "Can the guy with the giant shield in the enemy team be..."

"In all likelihood, it is God's penalty army," the iron axe nodded. "According to Miss McGee, the shield of that size is absolutely incapable of carrying the march."

"Can bullets be worn?" Brian asked.

"No one knows before I tried it," Iron Axe replied without hesitation. "If the musket can't cause effective damage, your people will turn to prevent the gods from advancing as much as possible, and let the artillerymen solve them."

"Yes."

"The way to solve the problem finally depends on the artillery," Fanner smiled. "Give it to me, adults."

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Early the next morning, Danny got into the trench with his beloved rifle.

According to yesterday's arrangement, he quickly came to his booked position, the right wing of the trench in the center of the position. The shrubs and bushes in this place have been completely eradicated, and the view is wide, and the entire battlefield can be viewed, which is very suitable for precise shooting.

He picked up a few stones from his feet and made a small support on the edge of the ditch. He then placed the gun on the stone and aimed it in front.

Through the crosshairs, Danny can see the dew hanging on the grass blades, the spiders attached to the barbed wire, the red dirt road covered with horseshoes, and the desperate mountains in the distance.

Great sniper position.

He pulled the bolt and pushed the first bullet into the shackle, and then waited for the enemy to appear.

As an hunter, Danny has always been very patient.

After being arrested and recruited into the militia, he successively participated in a series of battles such as the Demon Moon Defence War, the Long Song Duke Blocking War, and the Attacking King. The weapons in his hands were also changed from the flint guns to the latest bolting rifles. When it comes to combat experience, he is definitely one of the best candidates in the first army. If he is not insisting on staying on the front line, he is probably already the runner of the firearms battalion after Sir Brian.

But he is more like the feeling of shooting prey than to direct others.

From the day he touched the musket, he fell in love with this weapon.

Easy to use, powerful, just need a good pair of eyes, and a little talent.

Holding the gun in his hand, he can feel the power of the heart. (To be continued., your support is my biggest motivation.) 17-02-2611:14:56