The soldiers of the Golden Regiment eventually made their way out of the Black Forest in the death of the Ganges players.

Although he solved the predicament in front of him, General Griffin's heart was still full of gloom, and he had a doubt in his heart, this is the intensity of the war in the Far South?

If these Far South natives were so fearless of death that they were beaten by those Seris and had no fighting spirit, would the Golden Regiment really be able to take advantage of their opponents?

Of course, what made him even worse was the familiarity of the group of Far South natives with gunpowder weapons, although Pastor Kidd had warned him that gunpowder weapons, which were regarded as secret weapons by the Golden Order, were not uncommon to Far Southerners, but the mercenary general from the Old World, who regarded himself as a civilized person from the center of civilization, did not take such words to heart.

Now, General Griffin is starting to feel less confident, and as more and more mines are triggered, General Griffin's heart is cold, regardless of the Far Southerners, at least those Seris have gone further than the Old World in terms of firearms.

The Golden Regiment had wasted three days on the road, constantly harassed by traps and rangers, and all the soldiers were tired, and now they just wanted to find an open field and fight a decent war with those damned Seris!

This wish was soon granted, and the huge body of the Laughing Smith shrouded the vanguard of the Golden Regiment, just out of the Black Forest, like a shadow cast by a god from the sky.

On the ground, the Goldrim City Army, which was formed by a mixture of the City Guards and the Wanderer Warband, had already built a low wall with a height of one meter and two in this direction, waiting for the Golden Regiment soldiers to appear.

"Lady Waukin's!" These were the only last words left by General Griffin, who was particularly unfortunate to be hit by the Laughing Smith's fire.

There is no way, who let this mercenary general always stand at the front of the team, and wear armor completely different from the soldiers, the commander of this battle, the assassin Fan Li, saw him at a glance, as a descendant of the Kang clan, he has a particularly sensitive intuition for this important target.

More than a dozen bombs made in the Loess were thrown from the Laughing Craftsman by strong orcs, each filled with high-quality gunpowder, the outer shell and inner tank were made using a special process, which would be torn apart with the explosion, increasing the lethality, and filled with hand-polished steel balls.

The production line was cut down because of the complexity of the process and poor stability, and this bit of inventory was loaded into the 'Golden Fleet' and pulled to the Far South as a garbage dump, but for the soldiers of the Golden Regiment, this was an unheard of secret weapon.

General Griffin was able to become the general of the vanguard army all the way in the Golden Regiment, and his personal strength was not bad at all, he was not only an extraordinary person, but also a military extraordinary person of the old military power Gallic Empire, and he had equal command experience and combat experience.

It's just that as he gets older, he has been unable to make a breakthrough on his own exemplary road, and his strength has regressed more and more with the passage of time.

General Griffin, who is a well-known in the industry, even if he came to the end of his life today, he only heard a few particularly loud explosions, and then a wave of air rushed to his face, and he lost consciousness with a numbness.

The four bombs were dropped directly in front of General Griffin by the strong and powerful arms of the strong orc, and the soldiers of the Golden Regiment within a distance of seven or eight meters around him were instantly smashed into a sieve by the burst of metal shards.

God pity! The dazzling golden armor of the Golden Regiment was not just for the sake of beauty, and a small squad of ten Golden Regiment soldiers could inspire a wall of stands, which was enough to resist the power of ordinary arrows.

A company of 100 men can open this wall of stance enough to withstand the fire of muskets, and even the caster will have to work hard to break the face!

General Griffin died unjustly, and several days of marching through the jungle had brought the entire vanguard army to a critical point in terms of physical strength and morale, and their scout ranks were no longer available after successive losses.

They shouldn't have been so careless, and in the Old World, the vanguard of the Golden Regiment mainly accepted war missions, and most of the time they would line up in a neat queue, accompanied by the rousing songs of the military band, stepping on a neat pace, with their equipment and morale to crush their opponents head-on.

It's like this gang of dirt buns in the Far South, who set traps on the road and start fighting when they meet!

With the death of General Griffin and the continuous explosions, the soldiers of the Golden Regiment in a dense formation suffered a lot of losses, and the few remaining Ganges players turned and ran, which invisibly exacerbated the chaos.

As the Laughing Smith fired, the Wanderer Warband, which had been ready for a long time, raised their weapons under the supervision of the Marines, waiting for the order to shoot.

The remaining officers of the Golden Regiment reacted quickly and quickly began to organize their own soldiers, their Stance Wall needed enough numbers and time, but the opponent in front of them would not just give them enough time to reorganize the order.

The first to fire were the few guns of the Rangers, who had lost most of their artillery equipment in order to get more of their comrades on board, and now one cannon was fully equipped with three crews.

"Boom! Rumble! "The sporadic firing of a few cannons was not so much a blow to the enemy as a wake-up call to the officers of the Golden Regiment opposite, who also had artillery!

The Golden Regiment's cannons were luxuriously equipped with a magic circle for weight reduction, and a mobile gun carriage designed by scholars at a great price, completely crushing the artillery of the Wanderer Warband in terms of deployment.

In this battle, the Marines of the Loess District were complete spectators, and they were assembled to act as overseers at a distance of about five hundred meters behind the Wanderer Warband.

Whether it was a member of the Wanderer Warband or a member of the City Guard of Godrim City, anyone who retreated was killed, and this battle was their vote.

The Golden Regiment's ornate cannons, also painted golden, took the lead in the chaos and began to counterattack, they could not achieve the realm of targeted elimination of enemy artillery, but the infantry on the opposite side, which was also lined up in a phalanx, was the best target.

As more than a dozen cannons lined up and roared one after another, the mercenaries of the Wanderer Warband were the first to collapse.

They are just mercenaries fighting for money, this is not their war.

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