As soon as Andrea reached the corner of the wall, she was shocked by what she saw. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A line of militia soldiers stood at the top of the wall, holding a strange weapon in their hands—probably a musket from the ashes' mouth. As the horde approached, the muskets erupted with flames and smoke, and the sound of explosions echoed in his ears.

It was supposed to be a crossbow-like weapon, but she couldn't see the crossbow bolts fired by the other party, probably because of the smoke. The evil beasts that rushed to the front were as if they had been hit by something, and their bodies were stunned, and they fell to the ground one after another.

But instead of observing the results or loading their crossbows, the warriors continued to shoot at the enemy a few points faster than they could with their own bows and arrows.

"This is what you call a terrible weapon?" Andrea's lips felt a little dry, "The rate of fire is indeed fast, but the accuracy seems to be ......"

"These people were miners, farmers, and hunters before they were recruited into the First Army," Ash interrupted, "and they had been using this weapon for less than half a year. ”

It takes five years for a well-trained warrior to train, and even longer for an archer, and it takes about half a year for even the shortest training time for a crossbow to keep the farmer from firing a crossbow bolt in a panic. As for the actual battle, God knows what they can shoot, for the most part it's just to take it with them to make a strong noise.

Andrey** couldn't help but swallow her saliva, she was no stranger to these trainings, and her family had also trained outstanding knights, so she naturally understood what it meant to be able to enter actual combat in about half a year. As long as the supply of weapons and food is sufficient, Roland can cobble together a large army in a short time, and this army does not fear a one-touch collapse in hand-to-hand combat, and the uninterrupted attacks are difficult for even elite knights to get close to.

This has nothing to do with the courage and will of the militia, it is the weapons that give them great power.

"Do you know anything else about muskets?" Tilly asked Sylvie after a moment of deep thought.

The latter nodded, "I've looked at it many times, and it's indeed a weapon similar to a crossbow, with a short arrow that fires out and no shaft or tail feathers. The difference is that the arrow does not rely on the elastic force of the string, but on the impact of the explosion of black powder - it can lift the arrow to a very high speed in an instant. ”

"Black powder?" Ash asked, "What's that?"

"Probably an alchemical product," she shook her head, "I don't know exactly what it's made of." ”

"It must be very expensive," Andrea, "what an alchemist makes is never a bargain. ”

Ash pouted, "Really...... But judging by the way they shoot, it doesn't look like they're using expensive items at all. ”

"Wait, there's something coming," Sylvie was slightly stunned as he surveyed the battlefield, "Oh my God, is this also an evil beast? It's almost as tall as a wall! It looks like a giant turtle with a huge carapace on its back. ”

Andrea suddenly came to her senses, "Carapace, these muskets may have limited effect, as long as I get close to the range of ten steps, even the city wall will not be able to stop my magic arrows." Ashes, you come to cover me. ”

"Whew, alright," Ash reluctantly removed the greatsword from his back, "Let's say yes, don't lose Lord Tiri's face." ”

"Don't go," Sylvie stopped, "they're still there—"

Andrea didn't hear the second half of the other party's words, she only heard a deafening roar, like a thunderbolt exploding in her ears. Turning around, the metal tubes erected on the walls erupted in flames, and this time, she vaguely caught the trail of the arrows flying - they were like shadows, flying towards the monster that had just appeared in the distance with lightning speed.

After a few breaths, several pillars of snow rose up beside the monster, and after the flying snowflakes fell, the ugly beast continued to move at a fixed speed - it was clear that this attack failed to hit the opponent.

But even that was enough to surprise Andrea...... This distance has far exceeded the longbow and heavy crossbow, "this is ......"

"Your Highness calls it a field cannon, and in short, it's an enlarged musket," Sylvi let go of his ears, "it's much more powerful than a musket, and it has a much longer range, and it's with this that he easily crushed Tifeko's militia fleet at the fork in the Chishui River." ”

The beast's luck didn't last any longer, and two of the second rounds of shelling hit its carapace accurately, Andrea could see it very clearly, the uneven carapace raised a layer of mist in the dull crash, and the side near the head was blasted out of two large holes, black blood and internal organs spurted out of the holes, splashing everywhere.

The battle was over not long after, with the corpses of the beasts lying in front of the walls, the blood flowing over the snow in a white mist, and the warriors began to work on the aftermath, but she never found a chance to strike.

"Looks like I was wrong," Tilly laughed helplessly, "and he doesn't need the help of a Fighting Witch." ”

"The last time I was in town, this weapon was not yet widely available, and only the chief knight could possess it, and now he has made so many ......," Ash sighed, "Perhaps this is why His Highness dared to insist on the existence of witches under pressure from the Church." ”

Andrea didn't answer, if she was in normal times, she would have mocked Ash, but now she only felt extremely depressed in her heart, and she didn't even have the strength to argue.

Back at the castle, His Royal Highness Roland prepared a hearty lunch for the witches.

Seeing the colorful dishes on the table, Andrea felt even more blocked.

The upper nobles of the Dawn Kingdom pay attention to the beauty of nature in their food, and they are willing to spend a lot of golden dragons and energy to buy some rare and cherished ingredients, and then cook them in the most original way. Food like Greycastle, sprinkled with spices and sauces, was a very vulgar way to eat it in her eyes - the seasoning was just to cover up the flaws of the food itself, and the more you put it, the worse the taste.

Can it be ...... Every plate of food on the table was horribly delicious.

Like charcoal-grilled mushrooms, where did His Highness find such plump and juicy mushrooms?

There is also this green vegetable soup, which looks very ordinary and clear, but when you drink it, you have a strong fresh aroma, as if it is made with whole chicken, pork ribs and kelp.

In particular, ice cream bread is an after-dinner dessert. The creamy ice cream was sandwiched between two slices of bread, and after taking a bite, the icy and soft feeling made her addicted to it, and even though it was "winter", it didn't stop her from eating one slice after another.

Hell, even this one was a complete loss.

Looking at the ashes that were smiling defiantly at her, Andrea didn't respond for the first time.

. (To be continued.) )