Because of the huge impact, the puppets staggered, but they obviously will not be killed by bows and arrows, but such an impact will cause some damage to some extent.

And those puppet robots with weapons can only helplessly point at their opponents with the weapons in their hands, and let the feather arrows they shoot stick into their bodies.

The next second, the golems fell to the ground, and then they tried to struggle to get up, but they were trampled under the feet of the soldiers who rushed towards them.

Like the puppets of their predecessors many years ago, their arms were slashed off, their shoulders severed, and their heads shattered by slashed swords.

Then, finally, these puppets lay motionless on the ground, and without the slightest reaction, these border soldiers in light armor finally stopped their attacks.

"Huh...... Scold...... My lord, they ...... They are not people! A young man who had finally come to his senses and recovered his mind from the killing looked at the wreckage in front of him in amazement.

It wasn't really a corpse, it was just a pile of wood that had been chopped and broken. Because these puppet robots are consumables, they don't use much steel, and most of the parts are made of cheap wood.

It's just that these woods are covered with inscriptions, and if you look at them in their entirety, they are still very beautiful.

After all, the finishing of the Irlanhill Empire is very strong, and Chris has successfully raised the industrial level of the Orchid Hill Empire to a higher level through Nuwa's electronic computer more than a year ago.

"It seems...... They're even more evil than we think. "The lead officer also realized that they seemed to have killed something terrible.

These things from the sky have no blood, if they are strong, they are so easily cleaned up, but if they are weak, but they can not be afraid of bows and arrows, and they have struggled for so long.

"Quick! Pack up here! We're going to take everything with us! Finally, remembering that time was waiting for no one, the captain gave the order.

He wanted to bring everything back to the imperial capital, and let the clergy and ministers there judge what these things from the divine light were.

"This thing is really heavy!" A young soldier picked up the matte black P90 submachine gun from the ground and held it in a very disagreeable posture, looking at it curiously.

One of the soldiers beside him looked the weapon up and down, and his eyes were on the muzzle of the P90 submachine gun, as if trying to see something in the hole.

A few people standing next to them were hurriedly putting the remains of some puppet robots into their deliberately empty bags.

A man holds the head of the puppet robot and looks at the camera above it, which is no longer functioning.

"The people of the Rock Empire are coming over soon! It's not very safe here! We're leaving! My lord! A soldier standing on the hill and watching out of breath hurried over, shouting breathlessly.

"Check it out and take everything here!" The captain watched his men pack the last bits and pieces into their backpacks, and waved his hand to order.

Then one of the soldiers next to him tried to stuff the last P90 submachine gun he picked up into his backpack.

His fingers pressed against the trigger, and at once the loaded weapon began to work.

"Bump Bump!" The dense gunfire suddenly startled the birds in the forest, large and small. The P90's bullet pierced the backpack, leaving a hole in it.

The other soldier standing beside him was beaten into a sieve and fell straight to the ground, without a sound.

"Damn it! What did you do! The captain was so frightened by the scene in front of him that his voice was full of tremors.

He still hadn't understood what it was all about. When he staggered to the fallen soldier, he saw that the soldier's breastplate was full of holes, and blood could not stop gushing out of them.

"Oh my God! Damn it! He got down on one knee, hoping to find out what had happened to his men. But when his hand touched the blood, he was stunned by the tragic situation in front of him.

Now, he finally realizes that it was the strange weapon that was stuffed into his backpack that was inexplicably triggered and led to this tragedy.

"Damn thing to be touched! Don't move! The captain quickly warned his soldiers, and ignoring the unfortunate man who was already lying on the ground, he got up and walked over to the soldier who was still carrying a P90 submachine gun.

He took a closer look at the P90 assault rifle, and then used his hand to rely on his memory, trying to fit the special shape grip on the weapon, which was deliberately left for the palm of his hand.

Immediately after, he succeeded, and it was only then that he realized how much this thing fit a person's holding habits, and it was more comfortable to hold this weapon than to carry a long sword.

Because of the correct grip, he naturally aimed the muzzle of his weapon at the soldier who had just gone off.

The captain, who didn't realize what was wrong, pressed his finger on the trigger and carefully examined the terrible weapon.

Then, he felt a tremendous force pound on his shoulder, and a series of gunshots rang out again, and the soldier standing across from him, who had gone off before, fell unluckily in his chest.

"......" until he died, and he didn't figure out whether the captain deliberately used him to experiment with that damn weapon, or whether the captain also went off.

The second man fell, finally making everyone aware of the danger of this weapon. It was also at this time that the captain figured out the approximate use of this weapon.

However, the price is also too high...... Although he figured out the approximate use of this weapon, he paid two lives.

"Damn it! Damn it! He cursed, and stopped touching the "switch" under his index finger. Finally, under the nervous urging of his subordinates, he still asked people to leave here with two newly created corpses.

He's going to bring these things back and the corpses, study them, and figure out a lot of things that he hasn't figured out until now.

"That's not a good thing!" After stepping on the war horse of the imperial capital, the captain muttered to himself, "They have such powerful weapons...... And then they don't attack, which ...... Not a good thing! ”