Alien Arms Empire

Chapter 296 Chapter 296
In the hinterland of Gemelin, a city on a major traffic road, the locals have become a mess.

Because there had been news that the Wright Kingdom's troops had already fought over, and Gemelin's frontline troops had been completely wiped out.

In fact, this is indeed the case. With the main force of the Kingdom of Gmelin's invasion of the Kingdom of Wright being wiped out, it will be a matter of time before the troops of the Kingdom of Wright invade Gmelin.

Refugees with their luggage and families retreating here from the border area are everywhere, among them are some wounded soldiers and carriages of nobles who have taken refuge.

Messy people congested on the roads, making the whole city look congested and depressing.

Looking at the crowds on the street outside the window, as the lord of the city, the Earl of the Kingdom of Gmelin complained angrily: "Waste! It's all waste!"

Just now, he has received news that the town 30 kilometers away from him has been occupied by the troops of the Wright Kingdom, and his place has become a frontline theater.

An officer hurried in, stood behind the Earl, and lowered his head to report the latest situation: "My lord! The enemy army is approaching! Only two of our scouts came back, and there is no news about the rest!"

They wanted to find out the surrounding situation, but the scouts they sent out were obviously not the opponents of the Northridge hunters. The combat experience and weapons of both sides were not on the same level. It is not surprising that they lost.

Since most of the scouts have not returned, most of the surrounding situation has not been clarified. Being shrouded in the fog of war, anyone will have a feeling of uneasiness.

As soon as the count heard that none of his scouts had returned, he subconsciously felt that these scouts had escaped by themselves, rather than being wiped out by the enemy.

Because in his opinion, the possibility of so many scouts being wiped out is extremely slim, and most of them are scouts who have lost their restraint and become deserters themselves.

In fact, he was right in thinking. A considerable part of the scouts he sent out were indeed deserters themselves—no way, with the level of training on weekdays, it is not surprising that there are deserters.

This is the same as some Jiang army units during the War of Liberation. It looks like they have a large number of people and advanced weapons. In fact, their training level is low, and their subjective initiative is extremely low. Dispatch... In the end, like zombies, they were easily defeated by the People's Liberation Army.

So he yelled, making the officer who came to report the letter even more embarrassed: "They are all cowards! When the country is in trouble, it is a mistake to count on these untouchables! They are all born slaves! When this matter is over, they will To be executed!"

"Then, my lord, what should we do now?" The officer of Liushen Wuzhu didn't know what to do at this time, so he could only ask this question, hoping to get some tips from the chief.

He knew that it was not safe outside the city at this time, and those Wright troops had already marched into nowhere, and colliding with them outside the city was basically a dead end.

On the contrary, it is a more rational defense strategy to defend the city. Even if the enemy army starts to attack the city, if they fail to surrender, they can still negotiate conditions, so as not to lose their lives inexplicably.

Sure enough, the earl was still an earl, and he still had some ideas of his own at this time—at least no matter how flustered he was, he would put on airs and pretend to give some opinions of his own.

The earl comforted the officer and said, "Don't panic! Let our men guard the city wall! They came from afar, and they certainly didn't bring many artillery pieces. We must have the advantage in the number of artillery pieces..."

In the Earl's view, the opponent had already advanced nearly 200 kilometers, deep into the hinterland of the Kingdom of Gmelin. In this case, the artillery accompanying the troops had long since disappeared.

Artillery that can keep up with infantry is rare in this era, and even if there is, the caliber is pitifully small, and it cannot smash the city wall.

After figuring out this joint, the earl became more confident, and he felt that he was more confident in defending the city.

But the officer standing beside him was uncertain, and stammered uncertainly, "Yes, is that so? My lord?"

"Well! Listen to me, you're right! Hurry up and make arrangements! Hurry up!" the earl cleared his throat, waved his hand a little irritably, and dismissed the officer.

"Yes, yes! My lord!" The officer had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree.

He also has his own little plans. He wants to go to the city wall to have a look first. If the situation is not good, he will open the city gate and have a good talk with the other party.

So he turned around and walked out. Before taking two steps, he heard a crisp explosion from the distant horizon.

The sound of the explosion made the Earl and the officer in the room shudder subconsciously.The officer shrank his neck, and when he looked at the earl, he realized that the earl also shrunk his neck and looked at him.

Both of them were a little embarrassed for a moment, but the earl reacted first, straightened his body, coughed, and asked pretendingly, "What's the sound?"

"Huh?" The officer was startled, he didn't know what happened, after all, he was here just now, didn't he come out of the house.

He also remembered that the officer hadn't left the Earl, and immediately scolded in shame and indignation: "Go and see! Go and see quickly! See what's going on outside, it's so noisy!"

"Yes! Your Excellency!" The officer nodded quickly, then turned around and ran out of the room. The count looked at the back of the other party leaving, and suddenly felt that the officer was not very reliable.

He grabbed his armed belt from the hanger and wrapped it around his waist in a frantic manner. Then he took a few of his guards and walked towards the gate of his manor surrounded by these guards.

The noise outside became louder. It seemed that the refugees crowded on the road were in chaos. Everyone was running wildly, and there was a scene of chickens and dogs jumping everywhere in an instant.

Before he walked out of the gate of the manor, he heard gunshots in the distance. These gunshots were still far away, but they made the count even more uneasy.

"Boom!" There was another gunshot, this time the gunshot seemed to be very close, the earl subconsciously pressed his hand on the revolver at his waist, with a nervous expression on his face.

At this moment, the officer who had just gone to inquire about the news ran back in a frenzy. He pushed through the crowd and rushed to the Earl, wailing and reporting the funeral: "My lord! My lord! It's not good! It's not good Already! The troops of the Wright Kingdom have entered the city!"

"What? They broke in? Where are the soldiers defending the city? What are they eating?" His Excellency Earl was taken aback and asked with his eyes wide open.

He also has 3000 soldiers, and a considerable part of these soldiers are his private army, which are his direct descendants with slightly better training and equipment than the kingdom's troops.

But it was these direct descendants who didn't hold on for even a day, and were sent from afar, and the Wright army, which didn't seem to carry many heavy weapons, broke through the city...

For a moment, the Earl, who thought that his private army was powerful in combat and he had a bit of talent for leading troops in battle, turned pale and shook a few times, and almost fell to the ground.

The officer didn't know where he heard the news, and pointed in the direction of the city gate and shouted loudly: "The opponent's cannon blasted the city gate, and our people broke up!"

"Counterattack! Counterattack! Push back the enemy who entered the city! Push back!" The Earl managed to pull himself together from the panic and despair, and shouted loudly from embarrassment, preparing to rush towards with his confidant guards. The gunshots gradually intensified direction.

The officer was greedy for life and afraid of death, so he naturally wanted to run away or surrender, so he quickly persuaded him: "My lord, the army has already collapsed! We, let's run away!"

The Earl of Gemelin had a bit of backbone. He stared at his cowardly subordinate and snapped, "Flee? Why run away! I am the Lord of the City! I am the Earl! I am the Earl of Gemelin! I don't have the option of running away!"

Aroused by the chaotic scene in front of him, he recklessly pulled out the S2 revolver produced by the Datang Group that gave him a sense of security from his waist, and pointed the muzzle at the greedy and fearful man. dead officer.

The officer didn't seem to expect that the Earl would aim his gun at him so abnormally, and he stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

"Boom!" Before the officer begged for mercy and said anything, the Earl pulled the trigger of the pistol and fired a bullet.

"Ah!" A bullet hit the officer's chest, and he screamed, clutching his chest and fell on his back, rolling down the only three steps, his body was found on the spot.

The Earl, who felt that he seemed to have controlled the situation, waved the revolver in his hand, and loudly encouraged the guards around him in front of the gate of his luxurious manor: "Everyone listen to me! Come with me! Follow me! Rush out! Repel the enemy! Anyone who rushes with me! Each person rewards 100 gold coins afterwards! No! 200 gold coins!"

As the saying goes, there must be a brave man under a heavy reward. He felt that if he offered such a high price, someone would definitely fight to the death for the money.

Therefore, he was so proud that he felt that he had given up his wealth for the country: "For Gemelin!"

"For, for Gemelin!" Several guards cautiously shouted two slogans after the Earl.

"Boom!" At this time, a gunshot was heard, and several soldiers wearing M35 helmets who had rushed to the street were aiming their guns at this place.

One of the soldiers with a steel helmet held a wolf flag high and ran from one side of the street to the other side of the street.

All the guards of the Gemelin Kingdom panicked, it was the first time they encountered the enemy so close.

In the panic, someone finally saw the Earl who was lying on the ground and was shot in the head: "Ah! Earl, the Earl... is dead! The Earl is dead!"

"Run! The Earl is dead!" Another guard yelled after seeing the blood-stained Earl's body.

"Run!" shouted the remaining people, some knelt down and begged for mercy, and some scattered like birds and beasts.

(End of this chapter)