Being a lord in another world begins with farming

Chapter 345 Barbarians and Guns

Death is frightening, but it can't stop the barbarian's footsteps. As long as they can get enough harvest, no barbarian will be afraid of death.

The harsh living environment taught the northern barbarians how to adapt to death early on. In fact, from the day the northern barbarians were born, they were fighting against death, so they had already learned to face death calmly in order to survive.

What's more, war makes people grow up. The northern barbarian warriors who are used to hunting lightly are now wearing thick leather clothes sewn with multiple layers of fur. In addition to weapons, they also hold shields in their hands, although they are only covered on fixed wooden bars. With several layers of animal skins, the defense is still good, which makes them full of confidence in this war.

Especially the number of barbarians in the north. In addition to the [-] barbarian elders who acted as the vanguard, there are also [-] barbarian fighters and thousands of barbarian recruits. They are the past, the backbone and the future of the tribe. Now they will join the battle.

"Great shaman, the ancestor altar is ready, all the shamans and ancestor warriors are gathered there." A middle-aged shaman respectfully said to the great shaman who was sitting in front of the fire and wandering into the sky.

The elder shaman was too old, and it took him a while to wake up. He nodded, then stood up with the aid of his cane, and said to the middle-aged shaman.

"The enemy in front of us cannot be underestimated. We need the power of our ancestors to ensure that we can win the final victory. As long as we can win, what we are paying now is worth it." After all, the great shaman lacks confidence. After all, the northern barbarians are too far away from civilization. It's been too long, and I've stayed in place for too long.

When humans used stone axes, barbarians also used stone axes.

When humans took up bronze swords, barbarians were still using stone axes.

While humans forged steel, barbarians still used stone axes.

When the wise men among the barbarians realized this, they tried to change. As a result, an unprecedented war broke out with humans, which not only interrupted the evolution of the barbarians, but also almost broke the original inheritance of the barbarians.

So this time going south, in addition to plundering food and tools, what the great shaman values ​​most is the population and craftsmen of the southern barbarians of the empire. As long as they plunder enough slaves, they will get a steady stream of food and weapons, even if these are not made by the barbarians themselves. , can also make up for the shortcomings of the barbarians, so this battle cannot be lost.

The ancestral altar made of mud is filled with all kinds of sacrificial supplies, and the spices that are not willing to use are piled up there like firewood and ignited. In the smog, the great shaman raised his hands high, leading all shamans to nature and all things. , prayed to the ancestors, and blessed the warriors of the tribe in front of them.

"For the tribe!" The great shaman's hoarse roar awakened the blood of all the barbarians. They followed the warriors among the barbarians on the journey. Only the ancestor warriors remained there to pray to their ancestors. The longer they prayed, the more they got The more blessings there are, and they will be the most crucial part of this war.

Owen had already released one-eyed giant eagles, and there were more than one of them, projecting a [-]-mile radius of Beicheng onto the sand table. At this time, he had the perspective of God and fully grasped the mobilization of the two sides, so he could clearly see the changes of the barbarians.

Just a trial, the northern barbarians have mastered many siege skills. In addition to being equipped with heavy leather clothes and shields, they also carry hooks and long ladders, and they are divided into three parts.

The barbarian old man took thousands of barbarian recruits and divided them into two, and came to the two wings of the northern city to launch an attack. This would involve a lot of troops in the northern city, because the barbarians would rush up the city wall if they were careless. disadvantage.

For this reason, Howard split up the three battalions and handed them over to Baron Charlie, Knight Monk, and Knight Keira respectively, and asked them to lead a group of conscripted musket militiamen to garrison the other three walls, while he led the city defense army to resist the main force of the barbarians.

As the commander of the city defense army, Hogg automatically became Howard's deputy, and the father and son fought together today.

When the troops in Beicheng were mobilized, the barbarian warriors did not stop. Like a torrent, they trampled the originally fluffy farmland as hard as a stone. The expressions of Howard and his son changed slightly with such force.

These barbarian warriors are not old or weak, each of them is at the peak of their life, with a height of over two meters, a weight of more than 300 kilograms, a thick frame, well-developed muscles, and a running posture like a herd of bison migrating. It was a city defense battle. If it was a field battle, even if Howard was given the same number of firearms troops, he would not be sure of winning.

"The Cannon Battalion fires!" The barbarian warrior's massive momentum made Howard immediately realize that the enemy hadn't tried this time, and was planning to fight down, so he no longer had the idea of ​​holding back or luring the enemy deep.

Following Howard's order, the fifty [-]-pound cannons deployed in the open space behind the city wall roared immediately. Not long after, the same cannons sounded from both sides of the North City, but there was no momentum here. After all, the whole Fifty of the eighty twelve-pound cannons in Beicheng are here.

In the spewing and spreading gunpowder smoke, one after another flowering bullets crossed the city wall and across the sky, landed on the way of the barbarian soldiers charging, and then released flowers of death to plunder the surrounding lives.

Blossom ammunition is nothing to the technology of today's territory, but due to cost considerations, the inside of the shell is not filled with black glue, but a mixture of high-quality and cheap magic horn tree block powder, which is more powerful than black powder, but Not too strong, each one has an effective killing range of 50 meters.

It's a pity that the shock wave weakened too quickly, and there were not enough shell fragments, otherwise the effective killing would be at least a hundred meters away, but even so, at least three to five hundred people would be taken away by a round of shelling.

The barbarian soldiers who encountered shelling for the first time did not panic for too long. After being blessed by the shaman in various ways, they not only gained stronger strength and faster speed, but also shielded them from fear and pain. They will continue to fight, even if they will become weak afterwards, but as long as they can win, they will win.

The power of the cannon is good, but it is a pity that the longer barrel makes loading a hassle, and the second round of shelling cannot be carried out in a short time.

However, Beicheng has never been short of guns. After the enemy stepped into the range, the eight-pounder guns on the city wall roared.

Eight-pound cannons are less powerful, but they can't stand the large number, and the rate of fire is fast, especially the sub-cannon. As long as the sub-clusters are not exhausted, the rate of fire of this thing is faster than that of the gun. The densely packed barbarian charge formation has become bumpy. If the barbarians hadn't already stepped up and charged with all their heart, they would have been in chaos.

But after seeing this scene, the big shaman at the back felt cold and had a bad feeling.

"When our soldiers rush to the city wall, let the ancestors fight immediately." The big shaman ordered wearily, and the surrounding shamans nodded one after another. At the same time, they kept their eyes on the battlefield, because they also noticed that the battle situation was not what they imagined. so optimistic.

"Now the southern barbarians of the empire are like this." Although a shaman didn't finish his sentence, everyone knew what the last two words were, powerful.

Yes, no matter how much he didn't want to admit it, the brave barbarian fighters suffered such heavy casualties before they got close to the enemy. If the opponent had more firearms, wouldn't they even have no chance of close combat.

No matter how strong the barbarian fighters are, what can they do if they lose the opportunity to fight in close combat.

(End of this chapter)