dognovel Chapter 549: Headshot with 1 gun
Chapter 549: Headshot with 1 gun
"Damn it! How did the Helderland army enter Midland? Didn't they sign a peace treaty?"
The mercenary leader cursed while holding a telescope. As soon as he saw the flag, he knew which country's army this was. After all, the tricolor flag of Helderland was too simple. Basically all the mercenary groups near the eastern border knew that this was the flag of Helderland, and now only this flag represented Helderland.
"What are you still standing there for? Fire your artillery at them!"
The mercenary leader kicked the stunned artilleryman beside him hard, cursing angrily. The artilleryman staggered and almost fell to the ground, his face full of fear and panic.
The artillerymen acted in a panic as if they had just woken up from a dream. They turned their guns towards the Helderland army. Just as they were preparing to load the shells, suddenly, Jack felt a sharp explosion in his left ear. The sound was like the roar of a devil, which instantly pierced his eardrum.
Immediately afterwards, a series of shrill screams pierced the sky.
The mercenary leader subconsciously turned his head and saw that the mercenaries on the left were instantly plunged into chaos and panic.
As if cut by the Grim Reaper's scythe, dozens of mercenaries fell to the ground wailing. Some of them suddenly had several bloody holes, and blood gushed out like fountains, staining their tattered clothes crimson.
Several mercenaries fell to the ground and died without even having time to cry out. Their bodies twitched a few times and then they stopped moving. The remaining mercenaries lay on the ground howling, their faces filled with pain and despair, their eyes revealing an extreme fear of death.
Even the artillerymen who were busy loading shells were affected by the sudden attack, and the loading work was forced to be interrupted.
"What the hell is this?"
The mercenary leader was shocked and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He looked in the direction of the explosion and saw that more than a dozen artillery pieces had been deployed on the hill opposite.
The cannons were arranged neatly, with their muzzles facing the mercenary group, like dormant beasts, ready to launch another deadly attack at any time.
"The distance is a bit far. The killing range of 400 meters is limited."
On the hill, Hans, captain of the artillery of the Helmingen Knights, was carefully observing the results of the battle with a telescope. Due to the long distance, the iron bullets in the shotgun shells had poor penetrating power and only knocked down the enemies on the periphery.
But it was too late to move now, so he could only give the order:
"One more round of shotgun shells, and the rest will be up to the infantry and cavalry."
The artillerymen did not dare to slack off in the slightest and took action immediately.
They quickly and carefully loaded a small iron can into the barrel from the muzzle and secured it tightly with a stopper.
After the captain gave the order to fire, the flintlock in the barrel was instantly ignited, and the gunpowder burned violently. Accompanied by a deafening roar, the iron can was pushed out by the powerful thrust.
The huge pressure difference between the inside and outside caused the iron can to burst instantly, and a large number of iron bullets shot towards the densely packed mercenaries in the distance like wild beasts out of a cage.
The mercenaries who were shot had no time to react at all, and immediately fell to the ground, wailing everywhere.
The scene was extremely bloody at one point. The ground was soon filled with the bodies of mercenaries, and the blood gathered into small streams, flowing slowly.
"Damn, what kind of artillery is this."
The mercenary leader watched as the other side cut down a large number of his mercenaries like wheat, with anger and fear intertwined in his heart.
He hid behind a bunker, his eyes red and his mouth swearing non-stop. However, his curses could not change the predicament before him. The bodies of mercenaries were everywhere, and his own mercenary group was already in a desperate situation.
"Captain, the enemy is coming!"
Just then, a mercenary leader ran over in panic and shouted loudly.
The mercenary leader suddenly raised his head and saw that the army in the distance had already begun to move.
In the front row were teams of carriages, neatly arranged and slowly approaching the mercenary group.
When the carriages stopped, two or three soldiers holding Helderland flintlock rifles immediately appeared on the top of each carriage. They pulled the trigger at the mercenaries in front of them without hesitation.
The sound of gunfire rang out one after another, and bullets were fired at the mercenaries as densely as raindrops.
Many mercenaries were hit before they could react, and fell to the ground screaming, their bodies twitching continuously.
"Retreat, retreat into the town quickly."
The mercenary leader shouted loudly, his voice sounding particularly loud in the noisy battlefield.
At this point, the mercenary group was surrounded on three sides, and the road to retreat was blocked. Now the only option left was to retreat into the town behind them.
In addition to being able to avoid weapons of unknown origin, you can also capture some people as hostages, which may give you a chance of survival.
After hearing the order, the mercenaries turned and fled towards the town. Their figures looked so embarrassed on the battlefield, their steps were hurried and panicked.
Some people fell to the ground, but quickly got up and continued running; others were knocked down by their companions and let out a groan of pain.
Seeing the mercenaries on the opposite side retreat into the town, the knights on both sides immediately rushed over like arrows.
Their mounts neighed, raising a cloud of dust. The cavalrymen were wearing heavy armor, and the long swords in their hands flashed coldly in the sunlight.
At the same time, a large number of fully armed sword and shield soldiers got off the carriages and rushed into the town.
Some mercenaries ran slowly and were immediately caught up by the cavalry behind them.
The cavalrymen showed no mercy and slashed at the mercenaries' backs with their swords. The mercenaries fell to the ground before they could even utter a complete cry, and their blood instantly dyed the ground red.
The infantrymen behind immediately stepped forward, pinned the fallen mercenaries to the ground, skillfully stripped off their armor, then tied their hands and feet with ropes and dragged them aside like dead dogs.
"Citizens of Helderland, we must not let them rush in. We must fight them!"
In the town, when President Tom saw that the enemy was about to rush over, he immediately shouted to all the guards and citizens on the front line to block the gap.
Several spears stabbed into the gap and directly pierced the mercenaries in the front. The mercenaries screamed and slowly fell down.
Some mercenaries were about to climb over the wall, but they were shot in the head by arrows and fell down. Arrows flew towards the mercenaries like locusts. For a while, there were constant wailing under the city wall.
The mercenary leader looked at the chaotic scene with despair in his heart. He knew that the situation was hopeless and it was almost impossible for him to break out with the mercenary group.
So he gritted his teeth and decided to take off his armor and disguise himself as civilians to escape with a few leaders around him.
However, their plan did not go so smoothly. Before they had run a few steps, they were spotted by several sharp-eyed cavalrymen.
"Where are you running to?! You really think I can't see you!"
The cavalrymen immediately shouted loudly and chased after them.
The mercenary leader and his men ran desperately, and all they could hear was the whistling wind and the sound of horses' hooves coming from behind.
Their hearts were beating so fast that they seemed about to jump out of their chests, their clothes were soaked with sweat, and their steps were getting heavier and heavier.
However, their physical strength was limited after all, and gradually, the distance between them and the cavalry became closer and closer.
"If you run away again I'll shoot!"
A knight shouted loudly. The mercenary leader had no idea what he was saying and just continued to run away. Suddenly, he heard several noises on his back and he suddenly lost consciousness and fell heavily to the ground.
"One shot to the head."
Looking at the people who fell in the distance, several knights put away their muskets and dismounted. They approached the corpses cautiously, and after confirming that they were indeed dead, they immediately dragged the bodies back.