The empty city gate suddenly became unpredictable from the death passage. Yang Dashuan stood there alone behind the sandbag raised by Gao Lei, holding two tubes of Gatlin Fire.

The soldiers who were stunned at the city gate looked at each other and saw joy in each other's eyes. This was a very rare opportunity.

Holding the big sword, the soldiers rushed towards the city with a scream.

This fortress is simply their nightmare. The towering walls and deep moats are not like this before. But now, as long as you rush in, you can occupy the entire fortress. This battle, which I think is extremely "hard" can be ended in just half a day.

All that remains is plunder!

Almost everyone's eyes were red.

When the commander was routinely encouraged before the war, the soldiers had heard about the wealth and beauty in this castle. The mysterious elves and gentle Qi Keyin, the spoils plundered in the war were the soldiers! When they thought of this, almost everyone tried their best and wanted to be the first person to rush into the city.

The guy who was hiding behind the sandbag... Why didn't he run away? Is he so scared that he couldn't walk anymore?

Since that's the case, then just stab him a few times.

The warrior rushing to the front was maliciously imagining.

Ten steps away from the city gate, the soldiers had already raised Gao high, as if they had seen the Goddess of Victory smiling at them!

The wheel of the suspension bridge was stretched and repaired by the giants. Although some smart soldiers had discovered the situation here, they still couldn't understand why this was - why these giants didn't pull the suspension bridge up in time. Because of this delay of time, nearly a hundred people were crowded over.

The originally empty city gate became crowded again.

"Enough!"

Yang Dashuan rubbed his calloused hands, held up the wheel of Gat Fire Tong with one hand, pressed the other on the trigger, and the triangle-shaped wooden handle was pressed on the belly. As the wheel was rotated roar, the calm city gate turned into purgatory again.

A series of flames spit out in front of the black gun chamber, and the sound of "clicking" continued.

As the handle swayed, the honeycomb coal-like rotating wheel kept rotating, and the bullets embedded inside were fired one by one.

Due to the high shooting density of bullets, the Gatlin Fire System has undergone secondary improvements by Old Duke. Due to the rush to work, the Gatlin Fire System adopts a dual magic crystal inlay technology similar to the blocking fire system, that is, the wind-type magic crystal is used as the driving force to promote the shooting of the bullet, and the fire-type magic crystal is used as the increase in the damage of the bullet.

As it turns out, Old Duke's theory is completely correct.

The Gatlin Fire System, which uses the two magic crystals to fit, has performed an unexpected effect, and does not appear as Joan of Arc imagined that the element that appears after the bullet is blessed by the wind element and is blessed by the fire element. While keeping the bullet's firing rate unchanged, the damage of the Fire System was increased to the greatest extent. The soldiers were already very careful, but they were helpless against the Gatlin Fire System, which was unpredictable.

Only a series of fire tongues before the Fire Tong can be seen spit out, and then the companions around him fall to the ground one by one.

The fatal wound is just a scar the size of a nail, black and burning on the surface of the skin.

A total of 150 bullets were used up in a roll of honeycomb magazines, and it was consumed in less than 60 seconds. Remove the magazine clip from the wheel, step on and lift it, and a magazine flew to the hand. With a "click", the slot was stuck, and the wheel began to rotate again.

Two Gatlin Fire Systems continued to shoot, and within a short twenty yards of the city gate, it completely turned into a pool of blood, turning into an insurmountable sky stream.

The passing slaves were stunned.

After replacing the magazine more than ten times, no one stood in the entire city gate passage.

At least one thousand people lay under the city gate. In less than half a quarter of an hour, Yang Dashuan alone achieved what Du Yijia's dwarf team had done before. The result was more beautiful and shocking. The city cave was already full of corpses, and the ground seemed to be covered with carpets of corpses, and there was no place to settle down. Blood kept pouring out of the wound, and the blood had even spread across the corpse.

"I won't play anymore, I'll leave it to you. I'll keep the city gate for me. After one of them ran away, I'll strip you of your skin and fly the kite!" Yang Dashuan clapped his hands and waved to the slaves behind him. After receiving the sign, several slaves holding the Gatlin Fire Division immediately squeezed into the sandbag and changed into magazines.

When Old Duke saw that Yang Dashuan was not guarding the city gate, he immediately ran over with a 'thump'. "How is the touch?"

"Not bad, it needs to be strengthened!" Yang Dashuan smiled and clenched his palm. "The speed is too slow, and the others are still good. The power is quite good, and I can keep up with it. I touched the barrel of the gun, and I didn't even use it for half an hour, and the barrel of the gun has become hot. This point needs to be changed!"

"This thing is a transitional product!" Old Duke is a real person. When he heard Yang Dashuan say something, he directly pointed out the shortcomings of the Gatlin Fire System, and he became happy. "The Gatlin Fire System has no way to increase the speed. If it is further increased, the wear of the gun chamber will become greater and greater, not to mention half an hour. Even if one hundred and fifty bullets are fired, the gun chamber will melt. Do you know how fast the bullets accelerated by the wind-type crystal core? How hot the bullets supported by the fire-type crystal core will be? These are normal."

When Yang Dashuan heard the word transition, he was stunned.

He remembered that Old Duke was still studying Cannon artillery before, and it is said that this thing is like an improved portable catapult. However, the metal shells filled with magic bone powder were thrown out. Although an intermediate range magic would not cause much damage in a large war, it could also give the enemy a lot of deterrence.

"There are few people in our territory, and the innate conditions are insufficient." Yang Dashuan glanced at the slaves who had already taken action against the Gatlin Fire Order and turned to look at Old Duke. "Look, our territory is now worth two or three thousand reliable personnel, but we are facing many enemies. This time, the Duchy of Edfran has only more than 200,000 troops, and the next time the three imperial coalitions may have exceeded one million! We are not like Xiangshuai, who waved his hand, the most

At least there are tens of thousands of followers who come to the wasteland with him naked. I have never had a fart, and I have developed to the present. Old Duke, you can study this alchemy weapon with peace of mind. I don’t expect you to study props that are more powerful than the forbidden spell, at least once and once. Just like this Gatlin Fire Division, although it is good, it can shoot through several layers of fine iron armor. The heavy cavalry and heavy infantry of the regular army in the alliance have all five layers of armor on their bodies!"

Hearing this, Old Duke's eyebrows kept jumping wildly.

When has this kid offended the three empires? Isn’t this a quest for death?

Looking at Old Duke's shocked look, Yang Dashuan pursed his mouth. He didn't dare to say something, but he was afraid that the old man would not be able to accept it for a while. With the current situation in the territory, the enemies he needs to face are not only three empires, but also opponents from other planes in the future.

Not to mention the distance, just talk about the nearest ones - it is a dangerous thing to contain old Duke. He is a person who dares to use even the skeletons of epic dragons for experiments. He offended the Rainbow Star Dragon Valley, so he would not have such a good ending.

In the future, the enemy faced by the territory will become stronger and stronger.

So Yang Dashuan saw hope for these alchemy props.

"It's okay, I've developed the Three Magic Crystals to fit the Fire Order." Old Duke smiled and looked complacent. "But this is just to increase the range of the Fire Order to block the Fire Order, and it cannot be used to shoot fast. Compared with Gatlin, it is nothing more powerful and has a longer range, and can shoot and kill important enemies. For example, now, when we are on the city wall, as long as we dare to appear within the range, we can kill him with one Fire Order!"

Old Yang nodded, squinted his eyes and swept under the city wall.

The critical city gate has been lifted, and the city wall has been temporarily relieved by the addition of the centaur.

The battle was in a temporary level. Since the early attack did not receive the expected fruit of victory, the sound of retreating horns finally rang out after a brief pause.

The public ** team is coming like a tide and retreats quite quickly.

The soldiers who were holding big swords and screaming immediately lost the intention of fighting when they heard the sound of the horns. They threw off their weapons and armor and ran back to death, wishing they could grow two more legs.

"Hold it?" The slaves fighting to the death on the city wall suddenly felt the pressure was greatly reduced, and they couldn't help but ask in confusion. Looking at it, there was no figure in front of the moat that was originally covered with enemies.

Taking advantage of this empty space, the swamp giants quickly pulled up the suspension bridge and held the city gate to death again.

The panting slaves sat down on the ground, so tired that they could no longer move.

"What are they doing?" Govelad pulled out the "Galileo far-sighted tube" in confusion and looked towards the local camp.
Chapter completed!