Chapter 505 Battle of the King’s Capital (Part 2)

Meanwhile, Lightning, Wendy, Maisie and Hummingbird are executing the final blow before the general attack.

Since the main guns of the battleships fire solid bullets, the damage effect on combatants and defense facilities at the top of the city wall is not ideal. Therefore, their goal is to destroy the enemy's defense line at the top of the city, killing as much of the enemy's effective forces as possible, and laying the foundation for the general offensive. Create a safe passage.

This is also the first time that hydrogen balloons have been put into actual combat.

Compared with the thousand-mile attack five months ago, this takeoff was right next to the canal. Almost everyone witnessed the launch of this behemoth. In Roland's plan, the unimpeded hydrogen balloon can be used as a rocket in this era. Used as a short-distance bomber, with the entire fleet providing logistical support, it is completely the original version of the aircraft carrier combat mode.

The soldiers of the First Army on the dock burst into enthusiastic cheers. They all knew that no enemy could stop the blow from the sky, and their wise and benevolent lord would surely win this war.

After a while, the hydrogen balloon floated over the royal capital, and the majestic capital shrank to the size of a palm. Lightning pulled down his windproof glasses and made a bomb-dropping gesture towards Wendy, who nodded and triggered the trigger.

A bomb detached from its support and fell to the ground.

Unlike the previous air raid, Anna did not accompany the ship this time, but was replaced by a hummingbird. Under the continuous influence of her magic power, as long as the four bombs are not out of contact, the weight of the four bombs is only 20% of the usual weight. This enchantment method is a new method that she has learned as her ability to control magic power becomes increasingly sophisticated. If the effect is maintained for a very short period of time, the weight of multiple contact objects can be changed at the same time, and the magic power consumption is indirectly reduced.

Lightning easily caught up with the bomb and guided it toward the trebuchet on the side of the city gate.

When she fell into the air, the little girl saw the horrified eyes of the knights on the wall. They raised their crossbows and muskets and shot into the sky, trying to shoot themselves down, but she knew that it would be difficult to hit a bird flying freely in the air. What a difficult thing to do, not to mention that most weapons couldn't reach the height she escaped from.

The bomb hit the trebuchet directly. With a loud noise, a red fireball suddenly lit up and expanded rapidly. The surrounding crowd had no time to escape and was swallowed up by the flames in the blink of an eye. The violent air waves swept over everything on the city wall, and the boiling oil pan was overturned to the ground, quickly igniting a fire. Then the flames flowed with the hot oil and ignited the explosive packets piled aside. Explosions sounded one after another, blowing everything around to pieces. There were flames and thick smoke everywhere. The knights who were preparing to fight a moment ago fled in all directions. Many people lost their way in the thick smoke and rolled down directly. The city wall; others were struggling in the sea of ​​​​fire, rolling on the ground trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies.

The city has now become a hell on earth.

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"Their defense line collapsed," Sylvie said with a hint of unbearable look on her face as she looked at the thick smoke billowing from the walls of the royal capital.

"This group of people deserves their punishment," Nightingale said expressionlessly. "If we are the ones who fail, they will only get worse."

"No matter what, someone has to pay the price for this dispute, either the enemy or us," Roland said pretending to be relaxed, then waved his hand towards the iron ax behind him, "Blow the horn and take over this city."

He didn't want to lament the cruelty of war or remember the value of peace at this time. This was a struggle for power, a battle for survival, and a collision between ideas and classes. When a backward class is replaced, it never leaves the stage in obscurity. It always requires a lot of blood to end it.

He prefers that the blood comes from the enemy.

"Fight for you, Your Highness!" The latter neatly performed a military salute and left the ship.

Soon, the horn of the general attack sounded over the dock area.

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As a member of the Fourth Commando, Nail's goal is to seize the palace gate.

After entering the inner city, the team's march slowed down suddenly. Here, they encountered a powerful counterattack by the enemy.

"Egg is injured, get him off quickly!"

"Damn it, where's the field artillery?"

"They were blocked by a pile of debris and had to go around!"

"Prepare firepower, these monsters are coming again!"

Nail slapped his cheek hard, filled the bullet into the bullet nest, and handed it to his teammates in front. A burst of gunfire rang out, and the madman who rushed at the front was beaten with holes and fell to the ground with a column of blood spurting out. However, the people behind followed closely and rushed towards the commando as if they were desperate, even if their arms , abdomen and other parts were hit, but the speed remained unabated.

These people are not militiamen. Nail's hands and feet felt numb. They were all wearing half-body armor or chain mail, and had excellent weapons, ranging from long swords to hand crossbows. I heard the knowledgeable Jon say that only the King's Guards would be equipped with such complete equipment. Unfortunately, this knowledge could not save him until the end. Just when he was facing the enemy's charge, he was pierced through the neck by a crossbow bolt shot diagonally.

May he hold on until Miss Angel arrives.

"Retreat, the fourth team retreats!"

"Team Three is preparing firepower!"

The veterans no longer care about saving bullets and shooting accurately. Empty the bomb nest in one breath and then retreat to the rear to shorten the gap between fire suppression. Five commandos took turns covering the streets. Since the flintlock rifles were replaced with revolver rifles, it was the first time Nail saw the firing method of changing ranks.

But the enemy they encountered did not attack from the front alone.

A team of madmen suddenly jumped out of the houses on the street. Before most people could turn their guns, they had already rushed into the formation.

Screams and curses suddenly sounded, and Nailiao watched helplessly as his teammate standing in front of him was split in half with a sword from a guard with red eyes, and blood spilled all over his face. Although the enemy was quickly killed by other teammates, the person in front of him was obviously Miss Angel and could not be saved.

"Those bastard artillerymen, where are they?"

"Help me! Ah...my feet!"

"Keep firing, don't stop!"

Hearing the captain yelling at the top of his lungs, he gritted his teeth, wiped off the blood on the bullet nest with his sleeve, picked up the long gun that fell on the ground, loaded it, and pointed it at an enemy who was fighting with several teammates. Pull the trigger.

Although he is fearful, past training constantly reminds him that when facing a strong enemy, only by hugging the team tightly and exerting collective strength can he survive!

At this moment, Nailie heard the shouting of the supporting troops behind him, "The artillery battalion is in trouble on East Street. Master Brian sent us to support you!"

"Whoever you are, come up to me quickly!" the captain shouted without looking back.

Two two-wheeled carts were pulled onto the street by reinforcements. The weapons carried on the carts were Mark I heavy machine guns. After fixing the shooting position, the machine gun aimed at the Kuanghua Army who launched a new wave of charges and spit out a long tongue of fire. (To be continued.)