Chapter 249 Then there is only one answer
"Transform to the car-fort formation."
This is the order given by Jeanne.
"The Armored Corps spread out in a semicircle, with the 1st Guards Corps in the middle, the 1st and 2nd Black Hat Corps to the left and right, and the 3rd Black Hat Corps behind."
This is Jeshka Dismantling the orders issued by Jeanne to each legion.
"The Holy Gun Division gets on board nearby, and the rest turn into horizontal formation."
This is the order issued by Das of the Guards Corps to the captains of each division.
"...The 34th Lancer Brigade, turn from column to horizontal, move closer to the center to elbow distance."
This is the order issued by the captain of the 1st Lancer Division again.
"Third Lance Brigade, everyone, step to the right!"
When it came to the mouth of the brigade commander of Brune's 3rd Lancer Brigade, this extremely simple little order was formed.
However, the war monks of the 3rd Lancer Brigade do not need to follow Horn's instructions from so far away. They just need to do what they see the brigade commander standing at the front doing.
Commands are like this. War monks only need to obey orders. Those who issue orders have many things to consider.
Carrying a spear, Brune took heavy steps, followed the person in front of him, and walked towards the predetermined position at the same pace.
Among the busy crowd, Brune saw a shackled idler in their marching team.
He was tall but thin. While everyone was busy and nervously preparing for the battle, he was smiling.
Even Brune felt that his faint smile was smiling at himself.
Brune frowned in a rare way and did not look at the stranger.
"Who is that? Why are you falling behind? Which team are you in?"
"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze. I'll get on the carriage first."
"Gouchao, I'm still outside, why did you seal the gap!"
"Dududu——"
The noisy passwords and whistles gradually disappeared, and in the Methodically and sometimes chaotically, the carriage gradually formed a simple wall around the perimeter.
The lycanthropic orderlies carried pickaxes and shovels, filled the bottoms of the carriages with soil, and locked each armored carriage with hinges.
Sacks full of soil were thrown from the carriage and piled up at the most dangerous gap in the carriage room.
These gaps were filled by spearmen holding long spears. The double-layered spears protruded from the top of the sacks and pointed diagonally towards the sky.
The holy gunmen stood on the carriage, stuck their wind-up guns out of the triangular shooting hole of the carriage, and looked along the crosshair toward the swamp in the distance.
At the junction of the foothills and the plains, they could already see a faint black shadow.
The air became quiet, Jonnar swallowed the saliva into his stomach, and the fingers holding the clockwork key trembled slightly.
Since the anti-return pawl can only last for one minute, the timing of winding is still an important decision in battle.
In the endless silence, Jeanne stood on the horse and squinted into the distance.
Suddenly, the animal ears of a lycanthrope moved. He walked to Jeanna and raised his head: "Your Highness, I heard a rushing sound."
"They are coming?"
"It should be..."
"They are coming!" Spreading her legs, Jeanne sat down on the saddle, waving the flag, "Get ready Meet the enemy!”
Amid the rumbles on the ground, nearly two hundred giant spiders, including seven or eight bull spiders, and nearly a hundred long-haired undead appeared in sight.
They are rushing towards this direction.
"Wind up!"
In an instant, a crunching sound sounded above the position. According to the movements in the "Holy Scripture", the holy gunmen operated step by step.
Although the command of the holy gunmen officers is only one sentence: "Wind up."
According to the "Holy Book of War Monks", they must complete five actions in sequence: cleaning the barrel, returning the firing rod, inserting lead bullets, twisting the spring key, and pushing the buckle.
“Aim!”
Jonar put the gun holder against his shoulder and extended the barrel out of the shooting hole. Following the sight, his sight extended far out from the hole. .
Under the sun, the long-haired undead roared crazily, facing the cold wind, their long hair swinging wildly in the wind.
The giant spider made a terrible "hissing" sound without giving in, and its eight legs brought out a dazzling afterimage.
Pulling off the edge of the carriage body, Rudillo's eyes widened. He could almost see the outline of the long-haired undead's face clearly.
Then the distance is about seventy to fifty meters.
"Launch!" Rudillo waved the command sword in his hand.
"Praise the Holy Wind!" Hundreds of holy gunmen shouted in unison and pulled the trigger.
The charging monsters seemed to have been severely whipped, and continuous blood mist was raised almost simultaneously from left to right.
A dozen jumping spiders fell over on the spot, green venom mixed with black blood flowing on the soil.
A wave of blood fell like rain.
The broken carapace was flying in the wind, and the long-haired undead shook their arms with only a layer of skin left, still stumbling forward.
"The first row takes one step to the left, turns back, advances to the edge of the truck body, and winds up." "The second row takes two steps forward."
Methodically drawing the holy blunderbuss from the firing hole, Jonnar took a step to the left, shoulder to shoulder with the spearman acting as a close guard.
Then he walked back to the edge of the carriage and started the winding operation again, while the soldier behind him took two steps forward and inserted the holy musket into the shooting hole.
Different from field battles in formation, due to the limited size of the vehicle, all Holy Gunsmen only rotate in two rows. During the shooting gap, they can only rely on the flails carried by the spearmen and Holy Gunsmen themselves for close combat.
The thunderous sound of gunshots sounded in his ears again. Brune tightened his grip on the spear in his hand, and his calves under his knees continued to tremble.
I don’t know when, cold sweat soaked his back, but he couldn’t move.
Brune did smell a faint smell of urine, but he was not sure if it was his own.
Looking at the people around me, those who had participated in the bloody battle of Fort Joan of Arc, naturally had no nervous emotions when seeing such a scene.
Only those pure recruits would tremble like Brune, and the smell of urine might come from them.
Run, run, Brune stood numbly on the spot, but his legs seemed to be filled with lead, unable to move even if he was dead or alive.
"... Upper thrust!" the division captain in the front row shouted the command. Brune subconsciously wanted to thrust out his spear, but he immediately realized that he was still in the formation.
Now the thrust will only pierce the back of the head of the person in front.
He couldn't see clearly the activities on the front line. He couldn't see what it looked like there or what kind of killing was going on. The dense mass of spears and crowded heads obstructed his view.
He could only smell the smell of blood, hear the screams and war roars, and see the medical soldiers from behind who hurried to the front and carried the wounded soldiers back to the center of the car fort.
“Ah——”
A recruit suddenly screamed, dropped the spear in his hand, and ran towards the rear amidst the desperate roar of the brigade commander.
Brune did not turn his head, but he saw two military judges running over and pushing him to the ground within a few seconds.
Otherwise, I will run away, and at most I will go to Holy Trinity to suffer for a period of time. Brune doesn’t want to die.
He just wants to live, he has no other thoughts. He has no blood feud, no family or friends. He is just standing here waiting to die and is dizzy.
The tinnitus and stomach cramps occurred at the same time, and Brune could hardly hear the sounds around him.
Was he frightened? Why not escape?
Is it because of Merixo's threat? Is it because of Jonnar's friendship? Or are you afraid of the instructor's stick? Or are you afraid of the fate of Holy Trinity as a deserter?
Brune almost vomited at the thought of dying, but he couldn't move.
Until——
“Third Lance Brigade, get on the carriage to meet the enemy!”
“Everyone in the Third Lance Brigade, turn around and get on the carriage with me. ”
What's worse, Brune took steps in despair and followed the people in front towards the carriage. He had only followed orders for too long, and his brain was disobedient.
Countless chaotic thoughts were lingering in his mind. He boarded the carriage, picked up the spear, and stretched it out from the edge of the carriage.
Either the enemy kills you, or you kill the enemy.
The words of His Majesty the Crown rang out inexplicably in Brune's mind. This sentence quickly drove away all the random thoughts, leaving only the sentence itself.
“Either the enemy kills you, or you kill the enemy.”
"Third Lance Brigade, lower thrust!"
"Kill!" Brune felt as if his soul had left his body, and his body thrust out the spear on its own.
In front of him were the long-haired undead and jumping spiders that were frantically hitting the carriage body.
When Brune's soul returned to his body, a jumping spider was hanging on the barrel of his gun.
Frightened, Brune swung subconsciously, and the jumping spider was thrown off the barrel of the gun, directly knocking over another jumping spider.
"Well done." The brigade commander immediately patted him on the shoulder, "You boy, I know you are brave and have courage in battle."
Looking at the blood on the gun barrel, Brune was stunned. It took several seconds before he grinned.
"Don't be distracted, stop that long-haired undead! Holy Gunslinger, hit it off the carriage."
"Okay." Jonnar pulled the buckle and aimed. Killed the long-haired undead.
When the long-haired undead fell to the ground from the carriage, Colebo's face turned livid.
Standing at the back with Horn, he watched the tall soldier become more and more courageous after killing the first jumping spider.
The second one and the third one quickly became the kill king of the team.
With gunshots and stabs again and again, jumping spiders and undead fell one after another.
Finally, when Jeanne jumped out on her war horse, waving the battle flag, a white light flashed, and the last dozen long-haired undead were already seriously injured.
Unlocking the hinges, groups of spearmen walked out of the car fort and began to hit monsters that were seriously injured or simply knocked unconscious.
"How?" Horn patted Colebo on the shoulder, "You have never seen such power."
"I lost this bet." Colebo's livid face gradually disappeared, and he Turning around, he said to Horn with a wry smile, "You have such a powerful infantry entering the empire. Very few infantry can defeat you.
If you really have a powerful cavalry, then take Langsang Dejun, it's not a problem."
"So..." Horn stood in front of Colebo.
"I am not a broken promise, so there is only one answer." Collebo half-knelt on the ground, "I will be loyal to you and to the Papal State."
(End of this chapter)