Book of Gods and Demons

"Book of Gods and Demons (

Behind the trench line of defense is the Spang Yabao storage area where the Imperial Army has stocked countless luggage.

The arc-shaped trench defense line is facing the wilderness to the west, blocking the highlanders' way to the reservoir area.

The highland wolves, which hit like a tide, swept from the west with a whistling.

What Joe saw alone showed that the frontal width of the wolves exceeded five miles.

As for how many wolves there are, with Joe's current eyesight, he can't see where the wolves end.

I heard a sharp whistle from the wolves. The wild highlanders roared and cursed loudly in highland dialects. The gray, yellow, and cyan wolves were surging up and down, and the wolves roared continuously. , Rushed from miles away without stopping at all.

Without any adjustments, without any arrangement, when these highlanders and their wolves appeared in sight, they directly and resolutely launched a charge.

"So fierce?" Joe yelled in horror.

"It's so fierce, because they have never suffered." Gorkin stood beside Joe, looking at the enemy's movement through a pair of binoculars, quickly explaining why the highlanders were so arrogant.

The wolves gave the Highlanders an almost insoluble advantage on the battlefield.

The highland wolves, the bloodline of the highland wolf king Wall, and the most common giant wolves can have considerable power to open up a sea of ​​power when they are adults. A light paw can be thousands of pounds, thousands of pounds of striking power.

Giant wolves with a slightly better bloodline are equivalent to Tier 1, Tier 2, and even Tier 3 extraordinary combat power.

Unlike the human kingdom, cultivating extraordinary fighters requires a lot of resources and time investment. These plateau wolves can grow up in two or three years as long as they eat, drink, play, and have fun.

And their fertility is much stronger than that of humans.

In the era of cold weapons, when powerful wolves roared, it was difficult for the Medland Empire to have an army to withstand the impact of the wolves.

When the times change and science and technology advances, the mainland of Medland has entered the era of hot weapons. The primitive matchlocks and solid shell artillery can only increase the casualties of the wolves, and it is difficult to cause substantial crushing blows to the wolves.

Even in the era of flintlock rifles and flint bullets, the wolves that are constantly impacting are an unbearable nightmare for any human country.

In the past hundreds of years, the Highlander wolves have not been truly frustrated.

If it is not a logistical problem, if it is not that the size of the wolf pack is inherently restricted, if it is not that the tribes of the Highlanders are full of various discords and contradictions, the territory that the Highlanders now control is definitely more than that.

In the glory calendar year 1379, the Durham Empire’s counterattack against the Lanyin Corridor was able to defeat the Wolf Principality steadily because of the soaring national power of the Durham Empire and the use of massive artillery and flintlock rifles. , Has an absolute firepower advantage on the battlefield; the second is also because of the soaring national power of the Durham Empire, and the frontline stocks a large amount of extraordinary combat power!

And the third reason is the contradiction between the Canglang Principality and Highland itself.

The Canglang Principality wanted to stand on its own feet and completely get rid of the control of the highlands...The Deren Empire took advantage of the attack, and the Canglang Principality was beaten violently, but failed to get substantial support from the highlanders.

"But now, the Gray Wolf Principality has lost a lot of territory, and the most important Spangfang has been beaten down." Golkin said slowly: "They have completely lost the qualifications to negotiate terms with Gaodi, and the Highlanders are now taking action. Not only their tradition, but also the best opportunity."

"The queen of the plateau people no longer needs a puppet principality... she, and them, want to end directly." Golkin said coldly: "Their winter offensive is not just for wanting Take back the lost territory of the Gray Wolf Principality, and want to get more!"

Joe looked at the wolves approaching, and asked Golkin in a deep voice, "Why is it winter? In such a cold weather, my fingers are frozen."

Golkin smiled and patted Joe's head vigorously: "It should be winter. These beasts move freely in winter, and our soldiers are weakened by at least half in this kind of weather. Therefore, it should be winter. ."

After pondering for a moment, Golkin shook his head: "It must also be winter... The highlanders were very poor before. In winter, not to mention the wolves, they will starve to death. Launching a winter offensive, plundering food and wealth, Let them survive the most terrible cold weather in the next few months, and at the same time weed out the old, weak, sick and disabled wolves, and keep the strongest seeds. This must be winter."

"It can only be winter." Golkin sighed, "In winter, the countries of the mainland are the most fertile prey. The harvest of autumn is all in the granary. People of all walks of life are almost over the New Year. When the possessions on hand are the most, the supplies stored at home are also the most abundant."

With a sneer, Golkin said coldly: "Even when the raid is launched at this time, the flesh and blood of the people of the empire is also the most fat, and the wolves are eating, happy!"

Joe's eyes widened and his face twitched violently.

Yes, in winter... the people of northern Xinjiang all want to live in winter. To put it bluntly, the sky is freezing and the sky is full of snow, everyone is bored at home with nothing to do, there is nothing else except food and drink.

fat.

This is fat in the true physical sense.

The people of the empire have supplemented a lot of meat and fat in the past month or so, but have no activity. The average weight of all people will increase by a dozen or even twenty or thirty pounds.

For the wolves...

Plump people, plump prey.

This is the real "cannibalism"!

The threat of the highlanders to the neighboring highland countries on the mainland is not only to invade territories, looting people, and plundering wealth... They also truly use humans as their means to feed the wolves!

"No wonder the Highlanders are notorious, even the church defines them as heretics." Joe muttered to himself.

"Joe, the church will not define them as heretics because they use wolves to eat people." Wilkin smiled weirdly: "They are heretics, just because they worship the wolf king Wall, but they treat Mu and Mutes. Te dismissed it, so they became heretics."

Joe dumbfounded, shrugging his shoulders.

The wolves were approaching quickly, and within a dozen sentences of Joe and Golkin, the wolves had already approached less than a mile from the line of defense.

In the rear, a clear horn sounded.

‘Tick to tick~tick to tick~’!

On the dozen or so towers in the rear, the messengers swiftly waved small red flags.

"Attention!" Golkin raised his right hand and clenched his fist hard: "Follow the order!"

Qiao held his breath instinctively, his eyes widened, and his entire eyes were covered with a faint crimson. His pupils continued to enlarge and shrink, his eyes swept across the boundless pack of wolves in front of him, and across the faces of the highlanders who were grinning.

He saw Broken Tooth, and saw the wolf bandits around Broken Tooth.

He saw the leaders of hundreds of wolf bandits rushing in the forefront, as well as the most vicious backbone of wolf bandits.

He could even see the furry and hideous faces of the evil wolves with their long tongues and saliva flowing from their mouths.

A thousand feet behind the trench defense line, thousands of old artillery roared.

The old-fashioned artillery of one hundred, eighty, and sixty calibre spewed out raging flames, more than a thousand rounds of shells swirled, pulling out a graceful arc, lightly tracing more than a mile, One head plunged into the pack of wolves that were charging ahead.

‘Boom, boom, boom’!

Old-fashioned bombs filled with black powder continued to explode among the wolves, and black smoke quickly rose from the snow-white ground.

In the flames, near every black smoke, two or three evil wolves were blown up into the air.

There was a scream of pain, large pieces of shell fragments splashed, hundreds of wolf bandits were hit by shrapnel, and they fell from the wolf's back in blood.

Amidst the rolling fire and blood mist, a stump of limbs and broken arms flew up.

Thousands of old-fashioned artillery shells just opened more than a thousand insignificant small blank areas among the wolves. As soon as the wolves surged, the vacancy disappeared, as if the shelling just now had no effect.

Salian mobilized a large number of artillery, and set up three rows of old artillery behind the line of defense.

Thousands of cannons were fired in the first column, followed by the second column, and the third column... Immediately afterwards, the first column of artillery after the reloading also issued a crazy roar.

Cannonballs explode continuously among the wolves, exploding frantically,

Wicked wolves were blasted into the sky with horror, and disappeared after a tumbling after landing~www.ltnovel.com~ The boundless pack of wolves continued to rush forward, easily filling in the gap made by the shells.

A strange roar sounded.

Set up in a 2,000-foot grove behind the defense line, dozens of mortars with a caliber of more than two hundred millimetres spewed out astonishing flames. A huge blooming bullet soared into the sky, and they struggled to rush to the sky, and then plunged towards the wolves below.

The earth was trembling, and huge black plumes of smoke engulfed countless snow and mud rushing high into the sky.

The lethality of large-caliber mortar guns is much stronger than that of field guns. Every gun fell, dozens or even dozens of evil wolves were blown to pieces. Where the shock wave swept through, the bandits screamed, vomiting blood and flew down from the wolf's back.

Broken Tooth lowered his head and screamed: "Rush over, rush over... Haha, as long as they rush into their queue, the Imperial Pig will let us slaughter!"

The wolves are getting closer and closer.

One mile... half a mile... two thousand feet... one thousand five hundred feet... one thousand feet...

A wolf bandit holding an old matchlock gun screamed: "Be careful... approaching four hundred feet, they will have a wave of shooting... They only have one shot! Hahaha, whoever is unlucky will die! "

Whether the old matchlock gun or the new flintlock rifle, their effective range is three to four hundred feet, and their precise range is definitely not more than one hundred feet.

No matter the old matchlock or the new flintlock rifle, they only have one shot in the face of the wolves charging at high speed. The distance of 400 feet, 120 meters in metric system, for the wolf pack, is just a few breaths, there is no time for the second reload, the wolf pack will rush to the front.

"Ready to... kill!" Broken Fang waved his machete frantically, pressing his body against the wolf's back.