Chapter 442: War on the Verge of Breaking Out, Destroying Heavy Weapons (1/2)

Chapter 442: The war that is about to break out, destroying heavy weapons

"There is no future." Psuppi still put on a smiling face, but an arrow had slipped from his sleeve and was stabbed into Miraz's back.

Ah!

Miraz cried out in pain, staggered forward a few steps, and fell to the ground unwillingly.

Psuppi stared at Miraz's body in a daze, pretending to be at a loss for a few seconds before shouting: "Treachery, they shot the king, they murdered our king."

After shouting this, he immediately turned on the horse and ran towards the Tanmore army under the escort of the general.

And General Sopi rode on the horse when Miraz was defeated, and ran towards the Tanmore army before them.

Peter, Edmund, and Caspian were also a little dumbfounded when they saw this scene. They knew that Miraz would definitely die today, but his death was too hasty, and they almost didn't react.

"Prepare for battle," Peter shouted, "Go."

Caspian immediately mounted his horse and stood with the centaur leader, ready to strike back as planned.

At the top of the fortress, Aaron pulled the bolt and aimed at the slingshot in the Tanmore army, while on the lower floor, Tripkin led a team of archers to wait in formation.

Kings Peter and Edmund stood side by side at the forefront of the Narnians to boost morale.

"Take up arms, Tanmore people," Soapy shouted, "Take up arms and fight."

The flag bearer waved the black flag and ordered the catapult to attack.

"Fire!"

A row of round rolling stones shot out at the same time, flying towards the bunker at a distance of hundreds of meters.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

The sound of gunfire like muffled thunder rang out one after another, and those round stones exploded in the air one after another.

Countless large and small pieces of broken stones fell in the air, and the neat army formation became messy because of this wave of stone rain, causing quite a commotion.

But it wasn't over yet. After the rolling stones broke, gunshots rang out again.

Every time a gunshot rang out, a catapult broke in the middle.

The Tanmers brought a total of seven catapults, which were taken away by Aaron in one wave.

"What's going on?" Psoopi asked in panic.

"I guess it's the magic of the king of ancient Narnia." The general said.

During this period, he also took the time to learn about the history of Narnia. Magic does exist, otherwise Caspian would have summoned the king of ancient Narnia with just a horn.

"What a joke?"

"This is the only plausible explanation. We can't say that our catapults are all out of order!"

"Maybe!" A general smiled indifferently, "There are rats among the Narnians. Isn't it normal for them to come at night and destroy the catapults when we are not paying attention?"

"That's right." Psoopi calmed down, "It's definitely a trick of the Narnians. They think this can scare us, but they are wrong."

"But how to explain the sound?" The general was still a little worried.

"That's too easy, isn't it?" Psuppy said with a disdainful smile, "General, you are too pessimistic.

Don't you think that if those four children, no, the four kings had this ability, the battle with our king just now would not be so dangerous, and we would not be able to return to our camp safely."

Hearing this, the general thought so too, and nodded slightly: "Sir, should we launch the attack now, or wait for new catapults to arrive?"

"Let those soldiers who were hit by stones go to the rear to rest first, and launch the attack immediately after resting." Psuppy said calmly, "I won't give them time. Destroying the catapults can only prove that they are strong on the outside but weak on the inside."

On the other side, Peter and Edmund couldn't help swallowing their saliva when they saw the catapults fall, and silently gave Aaron a thumbs up in their hearts.

"This is really good shooting." Edmund praised, "and the shooting speed is also very fast, with almost no pauses in between."

"After all, his family sells arms, so it's natural that he has this ability." Peter said, "But he just used up all the bullets in the sniper rifle, which means..."

"That's not what we should consider now." Edmund interrupted, "Let's act according to the plan and win this battle first."

Peter nodded, "I hope Lucy and the others can find Aslan as soon as possible!"

Ten minutes later, the Tanmore army was reorganized.

The general drew his sword, "Cavalry, attack."

Thousands of fully armed cavalrymen rushed towards the fortress at the same time, and the momentum of thousands of horses galloping made the ground shake slightly.

Peter turned around and winked at Caspian, and he immediately went into the bunker with the centaur leader.

After a day and a night of hard work by the Narnians, the bunker was covered with dry firewood and straw soaked in kerosene, and some large and small oil barrels were placed in some inconspicuous corners.

Half of Narnia's army gathered underground. Caspian quickly rushed to the front of the team, "Narnians, attack."

They did not rush out of the bunker directly, but quickly moved underground in front of the bunker.

"One, two, three..."

Counting from one to ten, this is the time they calculated.

At this time, the Tanmore cavalry was charging directly above them.

"Now." Caspian shouted.

The powerful races of the Narnians, such as the cows, sheep, horses, and giants, all took action and broke the stone pillars supporting the ground while running wildly.

As the stone pillars broke one after another, the ground collapsed.

One third of the Tanmore cavalry fell directly into the pit, and the remaining two thirds also braked suddenly to avoid falling into the huge pit.

Trumpkin seized the opportunity and ordered all archers to shoot.

A round of arrow rain made the already severely damaged cavalry even worse, and many soldiers who were still climbing out of the pit fell back again.

"Attack!"

Peter shouted, and all the Narnians outside the bunker rushed over.

At the same time, Caspian also led half of the Narnians through two dug passages to the rear of the cavalry.

The total number of Narnians is less than that of the Tamer people, but it is much greater than the number of Tamer cavalry.

With an ambush in the middle, front and back attacks, and an absolute advantage in numbers, this cavalry team was caught off guard and could not even counterattack for a while.

At the top of the fortress, Aaron put away the sniper rifle, looked at the battlefield below with interest, and mourned for the cavalry in his heart for a second.

Some were shot to death by arrows, some were bitten to death by tigers and leopards, some died under swords, and some were beaten to death by giants. The most tragic ones were those who were killed by rats, which was definitely a big failure in life.

"How miserable!" Cornelius sighed.

"They are still good, at least they can die quickly." Aaron said unhappily, "I just wanted to ask, why are you here?"

"Where else can I go?" Cornelius asked back confidently, "I am old and in poor health. Let alone fighting with a sword like them, even if you give me a crossbow, I will not kill anyone!"

Aaron's face darkened, "Do you really want me to put my words on the table?

Why do you have to follow me, you old man?"

"Safety." Cornelius said embarrassedly, "I originally thought of hiding in the deep forest tonight and coming out after the war is over.

But Caspian suggested that I follow you, he said that only in this way can I guarantee my safety."

"Haha!" Aaron sneered, "He will definitely be a qualified king in the future, and he really has no psychological burden to use other people."

"He also asked me to apologize to you on his behalf, after all, he did not discuss it with you in advance." Cornelius' voice was weak, and if Aaron was not very good at hearing, he might not be able to hear it clearly.

Snap! Snap! Bang!

"Beautiful." Aaron gritted his teeth and said angrily, "You were absolutely right not to discuss this with me in advance, because I would reject this request without hesitation.

I have done my best to help him deal with those heavy weapons, and I have to help him protect an old fat man. Doesn't he feel ashamed?"

"I am a professor after all, so I should give him some face."

"Bah! You have the nerve to say this. Since you are here, you have proved your thickness." Aaron said unceremoniously, and at the same time he secretly complained in his heart that there are always one or two old bastards in every world with bad moods.

Cornelius' mouth twitched slightly, "Caspian is also helpless."

Aaron rolled his eyes and took out a light sniper from the magic circle, "I am in a very bad mood now. You think it should be okay if I secretly shoot him!"

Cornelius's face changed drastically. He had seen the power of this weapon with his own eyes. Caspian would be crippled if he was shot.

"Don't do that, I'm leaving now."

"Forget it!"

"No, as long as you don't attack Caspian, I will never hold you back."

"Just kidding." Aaron shook his head, "It's just to protect one more old man, it's not difficult for me."

"What are you doing?" Cornelius looked at the sniper rifle in Aaron's hand with obvious suspicion on his face.

"The previous gun has no bullets, but this one still has bullets." Aaron said lightly, "Although the Tanmer army has lost its slingshot, the heavy crossbow is still there.

I have to destroy that thing, otherwise a row of crossbow arrows will shoot down and many people on our side will die."

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of neat footsteps came over.

Psuppi raised his long sword high, and a large number of Tanmer infantry pressed up.

"Um...should we move to another place?" Cornelius asked worriedly, "The second phase of the plan will begin soon, which means that the fortress under our feet will soon become a furnace."

"No need, it will only take me a blink of an eye to leave here." Aaron said lightly, and then used the scope to look for sniper targets.

Peter and Caspian also noticed the movements of the Tanmer army. The two looked at each other and nodded tacitly.

The second phase of the plan was to lead the infantry into the bunker. It was neither easy nor difficult to do this.

At least they had to fight before retreating. If they ran away without fighting, everyone would think it was wrong.

Caspian waved his hand, and more than a dozen griffins carrying boulders and archers flew towards the Tanmore army.

Seeing this, Psuppi remained calm and ordered the soldiers to use heavy crossbows.

Each crossbow cart was equipped with several rows of huge arrows, which required five people to push.

The archer aimed at the flying griffin, "Release..."

Bang!

Before the word "arrow" was spoken, a muffled sound came from a distance, and a crossbow cart suddenly disintegrated.

Click!

Aaron quickly pulled the bolt and ejected a shell.

A green magic circle appeared on the scope, and Aaron could clearly see the sniper target through it.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After a series of gunshots, all the crossbow carts were scrapped.

"How could this happen?" Psuppy's face showed a trace of anger, "Those damn Narnians must have planned it in advance, and even dismantled the crossbow carts."

"Sir, you should be mentally prepared for this." The general said helplessly, "In addition, I think we should think about how to deal with those griffins first."

Psuppy looked up and his face suddenly turned black, "Let the archers shoot them down.

This is really too much, I must kill these damn Narnians today."

Huh!

Aaron took a deep breath and put the sniper rifle on his shoulder. "Not bad, but a little unsatisfying."

"Then you should fire a few more shots!" Cornelius asked tentatively, "This gun should still have a lot of bullets, right?"

"There are still three bullets left." Aaron shrugged, "But forget about killing people. Principles may change over time, but we still have to stick to what we should stick to now."

The infantry approached in a mighty manner. Seeing that the time was almost right, Peter and Caspian immediately issued an order to retreat.

All the Narnians, including Tripkin and others on top of the bunker, retreated to the bunker.

"Go, don't let them get away, kill them all." Psuppy shouted.

The Tanmore soldiers immediately rushed into the bunker. Peter and others had no intention of fighting, but quickly got rid of them based on their familiarity with the bunker.

A few minutes later, a gap suddenly opened up hundreds of meters behind the bunker, and Peter led all the Narnians to retreat quickly.

At this time, half of the Tanmo soldiers had entered the bunker, and the other half were also trying to get in.

Psuppi saw the evacuated Narnians and sneered, "It's not that easy to run away.

Without the fortress, they are just a mob. Order the remaining troops to chase them and destroy them."

"No." The general thought of something, his face turned pale in an instant, and a layer of fine sweat beads appeared on his forehead, "Withdraw from the fortress."

"What did you say?" Psuppi looked unfriendly.

"No time to explain, sir.

That's a trap. Let our people withdraw from the bunker quickly, otherwise our army will suffer huge losses."

Psuppi frowned slightly. He still recognized the general's combat awareness, but he was a little entangled about giving up the fortress he had just captured.

"General, are you worrying too much?"

"Sir, I'm not kidding.

We must withdraw our people now, otherwise it will be too late."

"Okay! Okay!" Psuppi said indifferently, "Let all the soldiers withdraw from the bunker."