Chapter 445： robbery three

The dwarf Imaar felt a turbulent wave in his heart, and saw the two human fingers in front of him snapping, and the iron pipe spewed out terrible flames, and then the nearest orc warrior fell to the ground.

Immediately after they finished shooting, they handed over the used weapon to the companions behind, and then took another weapon that had been loaded.

Loading, Emaar has seen this step.

The human being who took over the weapon stood the weapon about his height on the ground, took out a small thing that might be wrapped in cloth or some kind of leather from the cloth bag, bit it with his teeth, and poured out some black The powder goes into the tube of the weapon, then inserts a long iron rod into the tube and smashes it vigorously, then lifts the weapon and fiddles with the slow burning rope wrapped around the back end, and finally hands over the weapon to the front for design companions, a new round of killings began again.

The whole set of movements is very skilled, like walking in the clouds and flowing water.

The exploration team going south carried eight matchlock guns and formed a musket team commanded by deputy captain Matthew.

The two best shooters in the group are responsible for operating the muskets to shoot, and the others are responsible for loading ammunition for the shooters to ensure the continuous output of firepower.

The two shooters are not only good at shooting skills, the key is that their mentality is also very stable, and they will not panic and fire outside the effective accuracy range of the musket.

The arquebus held by the exploration team used a smooth-bore barrel. Although hitting the targeted enemy at a distance of 100 meters and above was entirely dependent on the blessing of the gods, but at a distance of 50 meters or less, the ability to hit a large target such as a human body The rate is still very impressive, especially when the shooters lie on the slope, so that the elbows can be supported and the gun can be held more smoothly.

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"Wicked witchcraft!"

Gunther, who was the mastermind of the robbery, was already filled with remorse.

But what he regretted was not coming to rob, but regretting that he had underestimated the despicableness and cunning of human beings.

He had come to regard those fire-and-smoke weapons as a special kind of wand.

Among the group of human beings, there are people like shamans.

After the soldiers who rushed to the front were brought down, he cleverly hid behind a big rock.

Others followed suit, either looking for obstacles to hide, we lay down on the ground, and our intuition told the orcs that this should be useful.

I didn't prepare for the psychological construction of sacrifice before I started, and I was so aggressive that I charged and stopped in an instant.

The orcs didn't dare to go up, the humans didn't dare to come down, and there was a brief moment of tranquility on the hillside.

"You!" Gunther pointed at the orc who was hiding with him, and angrily accused: "Is the bow and arrow you are carrying an ornament? Idiot! Hurry up and kill the human shaman!"

"Yes, Lord Gunther!"

The orc archer immediately lowered the bow on his back, hooked an arrow, and shot the arrow out of the boulder with a flash of his body.

In fact, he didn't have time to aim at the human with the "magic wand", so he just found a random target and shot the bow and arrow.

But the next second his head exploded as Gunther watched.

There was a sound of hitting the ground, and the brain sprayed more than a meter away behind him.

The orc archer fell.

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"Well!"

A member of the exploration team clutched his chest, he was shot.

"Quick! Get the bandages and powder!"

Stanford stepped forward to hold the injured player.

"Hit the man with the bow and arrow first!" Matthew shouted, and everyone cheered up.

Stanford took out a pair of scissors and cut open the wounded man's clothes.

Oh no, he cried out in despair.

The orc's arrow hit him in the chest.

The poor boy twitched and said with all his might, "Captain, please...take me...take me back to my hometown, even if it's...even if it's... ashes."

Gradually I lost my breath.

"damn it!"

With a low growl, Stanford pulled out the arrow branch.

The arrows turned out to be made of bone.

This is the thing that killed one of his brothers!

His assessment of the combat power of the orcs has gone up to a new level. Not to mention the strength, the reaction is still so quick. The orc shooter locked on to a target as soon as he leaned out, and he hit it. If it were him, there would be no time to aim in such a short time.

Matthew's shooting skills are very good, but he was able to hit the opponent because he has been paying attention to the boulder hiding the enemy. If the positions of the two are reversed, let him get out of the cover and shoot a shot under heavy murderous intentions. Nine times out of ten it will be empty.

I don't know how many players like this are in the opposing team.

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Gunther looked distressed at the orc archer who had fallen to the ground, and he didn't have another confidant who could fight.

But he also saw that when the archer's brains spewed out, a small thing shot out from the back of his head.

Is it a dart or projectile blessed with witchcraft?

Seeing that his side was suppressed by unknown forces, he felt that he could not continue.

Since the wand doesn't hurt people out of thin air, there are ways to resist it.

He took off the metal shield he was carrying and roared with all his strength. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

If one looked at his face, one could see that Gunther's eyes were tearing open, his mouth was open, and his gums were almost protruding, making his terrible fangs even more terrifying.

this roar

^0^It was so loud that the orc's voice reverberated in the mountains for a long time. After listening to it, Stanford's heart throbbed inexplicably and felt very uncomfortable, just like the feeling after drinking several large cups of super strong coffee in one breath. Seeing the expressions of the other players seemed to be the same.

The first roar seemed to be a signal, and the other hidden orcs also roared one after another, but the momentum was much worse.

"I don't know what the other side is doing! But I firmly believe that we can survive this level! The grenadiers are ready to prevent the opponent from charging."

Stanford cheered for the players, then took out a horn and blew his cheeks.

The majestic horn sound counteracted the orc's roar, and the team members felt a little relieved.

"assault!"

Gunther, wielding a club in his right hand and a shield in his left, was the first to jump out and charge up the hill.

Just a few tens of meters, just rush over!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The orcs jumped out in a swarm and ran after the leaderthrow it! "

At Stanford's order, the grenadiers ignited the fuzes and threw out grenades one after another.

If it was on flat ground, there might be a distance limit, but now it is on a hillside, and the grenade is rolling down.

The rumbling explosion produced a large swath of flames and smoke. The actual damage caused was actually very little, but the momentum was superior. Many orcs were dizzy from the loud noise that was close at hand, and their ears were still buzzing. It was as if all the other sounds in the world had disappeared, only the uncomfortable chirping remained.

A few unlucky ones were hit by debris and grinned in pain.

The orc's charge was stagnant, but some people were not affected. Human bows and crossbows joined in shooting, muskets against those holding shields, bows against those without shields, and shot down these approaching guys one by one.

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^