Chapter 316 Charge

Enemy everywhere.

They are everywhere.

An imperial soldier hurriedly took out the crystallized elemental ammunition from his waist bag, tremblingly stuffed it into the gun chamber, and poured in the catalyst to complete the loading.

He suddenly saw a wounded soldier in white military uniform lying on the side of the road, with obvious bayonet marks on his chest.

There is no need for prisoners. Keeping so many prisoners will only waste the rations delivered by the army from the side of the portal. The imperial soldier did not understand this, but he also knew that if one person eats more, others will eat less.

They obviously completed this battle very beautifully. As long as they cross this camp and take another step forward.

They can reach the rich land of this world.

"Stand up! Hold your ground!"

The roar of the war supervisor came from behind the temporary barricade. He angrily asked each soldier to resist the enemy and told them to hold their posts.

"Stand on the line of defense! As long as the follow-up support troops arrive, we will be saved."

The imperial soldier held the loaded weapon in his arms and his eyes fell on the so-called "line of defense" of the war supervisor.

A simple fortification made of wood and troll corpses. A group of gray shadows loomed in the firelight at a distance of less than 40 meters from them.

Their weapons can penetrate light bunkers and medium armor. The 12mm full-power projectile can easily penetrate the bunkers made of simple wooden houses of the invaders.

The projectile will roll and break into an inverted cone-shaped lead bullet barrage on the other side of the bunker, forming a very close-range fragmentation shotgun killing.

A dozen mutilated corpses and the black holes in the fortifications are the best proof of the weapons in the hands of the gray soldiers. The fortifications that can withstand magic rifles and crossbows cannot stop the guns in the hands of the gray soldiers.

The penetration and physical killing performance of the magic rifles are converted into stronger elemental killing capabilities, killing and collateral damage to unarmored targets.

These advantages were compressed to the extreme in the extremely close-range battle, and the magic rifle's slower firing rate and weaker penetration were exposed compared to normal rifles.

The imperial soldiers were suppressed by the fierce and accurate firepower of the gray soldiers in the close-range battle.

The imperial soldiers focused their attention on the other soldiers beside them. They all leaned against the nearest earth slope, fearing that they would be killed by the bullets that penetrated the defense line like the corpses on the ground.

At the end of the broken temporary defense line, the spellcaster holding the crystal blue silver-white scepter also leaned against the back of the building in the same embarrassment as them. The handsome face also showed the same panic and helplessness as the imperial soldiers, and the originally exquisite armor had three dark black dents.

The armor on the elven spellcaster helped him block three lead bullets aimed at his torso. These three lead bullets exhausted the energy of the rune armor, turning this rune armor into exquisite scrap iron.

The imperial soldier could vaguely hear him muttering, 'I shouldn't agree...what they said is true. ’

It was also the existence of this spellcaster that prevented the gray soldiers from launching a decisive attack.

The gray soldiers were watching and waiting.

The imperial soldier touched the bayonet hanging on his waist, gritted his teeth, and put it on the front end of the barrel of the magic rifle in his hand.

This way, at least he still had a glimmer of hope when facing the enemy's charge...

As long as they launched an attack.

The square bag wrapped in linen fell from the sky and landed in the simple fortifications used by the imperial soldiers as a linen defense line. The burning fuse drew a deadly white track in the air.

Not one, but five identical square bags.

The imperial soldier looked at the square bag that fell in front of him, and the smell of the burning fuse mixed with the smell of the surrounding houses being burned. The pungent and unpleasant smell rushed into his nasal cavity, irritating the imperial soldier's throat.

The next moment, the fuse burned out.

The exploding flame completely destroyed the crumbling defense line with the smoke and dust, and the shock wave swept the stumps and mud to crush everything around.

Grenadiers.

They lacked sufficient knowledge of this infantry unit that used explosives at close range.

"The enemy's fortifications have been completely destroyed, the road has been cleared, and the Steam Spider can enter an offensive posture."

The officer looked at the dusty grenadiers who were quietly crawling down the enemy's defense line not far away. He nodded to the adjutant beside him and gave orders in a voice that every soldier could hear.

"Everyone put on bayonets and prepare to charge."

They raised their rifles, took out bayonets from their waists and put them on the front of the rifles.

In the shadows, the fully prepared Steam Spider raised its body and stretched out its mechanical joints. The high-speed steam engine was accumulating heat for its steam spewing, and the rotating gears switched itself to the most suitable assault posture for charging.

The explosives used by the grenadiers cleared a path for the Steam Spider to move forward. The soldiers only needed to follow the Steam Spider's body, which was already covered with a lot of armor, as in the drill.

The Steam Spider's charge was swift and fast, and the infantry had to charge with all their strength if they wanted to accompany the attack without being out of touch.

Keep up with the Construct's advance as a human.

Charge.

The roaring steel creatures smashed through the remaining fortifications, and the colorless superheated steam turned into arcs of flames that engulfed all creatures in front of them, whether they were flesh and blood holding magic rifles or high elves wielding arcane magic.

The scorching steam ignored all defenses as it spread and penetrated, using high temperatures to destroy the original functions of biological tissues.

Then the gray army stretched out the edge of the bayonet to complete the final finishing work.