In the distance, the ship sank into the water, the masts fell on the beach, the sails were stained with blood, and there were lions throwing their armor everywhere.

Bullets come every twenty seconds, and so do shells, turning ordinary canal beaches into bloody death grounds.

There was no idea of ​​confrontation in the Lion. After all, the powerful Knights Templars had not escaped the invisible skull-burning attack of the God of Death, so why should they die?

"Ten big ships were destroyed like this."

In this war that determines the survival of tomorrow's town, Hood, the current priest in the village, also came to the scene.

He witnessed the cannon destroying ten sails at a high distance, and was shocked by the power of the cannon for a moment, and the cat ears and tails were trembling.

Now that artillery is just beginning to develop, the monthly output has not yet been kept up. When the population increases later, the production speed will become faster and faster.

When the production speed increased, dozens of cannons lined up in a row before the formal war, and one round of bombing passed, even the thickest city wall could not stand it.

"If the Lion Heart Kingdom is defeated, it will never be possible to beat us in the future."

When the priest said this, he felt that the burden on his shoulders was heavier.

The borders of the kingdom require troops to defend and build walls. Tomorrow's town can develop rapidly until it cultivates an army of muskets and artillery sweeping across the three thousand awakened people, then captures surrounding towns, liberate slaves and expand their labor force, continues to fight and become stronger, and becomes king.

Hood is the chief priest of the Allen Kingdom, an old figure, with a high position and a powerful and valuable content than the previous priests of the Great Iron Village.

When Hood thought of this, his lips raised slightly and was very happy.

Not only did the priests eliminate the confusion about the future, but the soldiers who mastered the muskets became more and more vigorous, and headshots went straight to the line.

There were 240 shots, and more than 210 shots of headshots, and the rest of the bullets were shot at someone else's chest, with a headshot rate of up to 90%!

The more they felt, the better they were, and the speed of filling gunpowder was getting faster and faster, and they quickly killed all the orcs on the shore.

On the other side of the river, most orcs took off their plate armor and swam ashore, running wildly like flying with their feet.

The musketeers were indifferent to this and watched them leave.

The lion soldiers were ecstatic. Since the terrifying cat orcs were chasing them, they could run wildly. As long as they ran into the wild forest, no one could catch up with them, because the forest was very complicated. Just hide it carefully and eliminate the traces, enough to hide themselves in the big forest.

However, their plan was well-established, but they did not expect that Allen had already calculated this matter.

Not long after entering the forest, a lion soldier suddenly stepped on the air and fell into a pit of earth. The pit was two meters deep. After falling in, he struggled and could climb out.

The lion soldiers behind him suddenly woke up when they saw a trap in the forest.

"There is a fraud! There is a fraud in the forest, so don't run into the forest!"

As soon as the thick and bearded lion man finished speaking, the black shadow flashed in the grass and knocked him out with a big stick.

"One." The blue-haired cat-eared orc murmured, dragging the armorless lion with both hands and quickly dragging it into the grass.

"Be careful!" A lion soldier saw this scene and roared before he could make a sound. Suddenly, the back of his head hurt. Before he fainted, he saw the bushes in the forest, and the shadows flashed in the crown and shadows.

Those "black shadows" are Cat tribe assassins who are not equipped with guns. Because of the introduction of the slave population, Cat tribe slaves were promoted to free people and awakened one after another under the guidance of the assassins of the seniors. Therefore, the assassin group has grown to more than 900 people, and the awakened people are as high as 700.

They have no guns, but they have the will of steel. When their bodies move, they will be a complete set of slaughtering, ambushing, dodging, hitting back, and dragging away.

When the lion soldiers behind realized that the forest without musket shooting was as dangerous as the forest, they were immediately in a dilemma.

Behind is the skull-burning maniac who is hidden in the forest and can shoot the plate armor with steel pipes, while in front is the killer hidden in the shadow.

"what to do?"

"There is no place to go, run on both sides."

The lions were already desperate and didn't know how to solve the dilemma.

It was also at this time that the lion man in Tomorrow Town disguised himself wearing the golden lion and white-clothed soldiers he picked up, held up the blood-stained sword, and shouted loudly: "Surrender, there is only a dead end if you continue!"

The lions didn't know him, but there were so many Knights Templars, and it was impossible to know them all, so after someone appeared in a golden lion white cloak, someone immediately took the lead in responding.

"Surrender, we surrender!"

The lions raised their hands high and half kneeled on the floor, completely giving up their dignity.

As the first surrendered warrior appeared, the lions stopped and fled one after another and knelt down to surrender.

"Surrender and not kill!"
Chapter completed!