In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility. - Chapter 805

The assassins of the Saluzzo family were running quickly through the mountains and forests, with the screams of artillery shells ringing behind them – followed closely by a violent explosion that seemed to turn the entire New Basilicata into rubble.

It was a joint masterpiece of the airships and the British artillery. If this continued, the mountain city that lacked reinforced concrete and was only supported by magic arrays would sooner or later be pried open from its hard shell.

Cherinina’s beautiful big eyes were full of worry: “The enemy has already entered the city.”

Valentina chuckled and said: “I’m afraid this is exactly the battle your father envisioned. Putting enemies with superior weapons and equipment into street battles that can maximize the wolves’ melee capabilities.”

This is a helpless move, but it is also the only option for the Texans. The other option is to retreat into the wilderness and use the mobility of the cowboy cavalry to carry out frequent raids and guerrillas, using high security costs to force the British People compromise.

But without the help of Lothar, the probability of success of these two plans is not high. After all, the British have always been experts in fighting public security wars.

Valentina patted the girl’s shoulder lightly: “Okay, don’t look anymore, leave the battlefield to those guys. To be honest, I never dreamed that one day I would be able to be comrades-in-arms with Knight Yao. Fight together.”

How fearsome he is as an enemy, and how reliable he is as a comrade.

“How can those stinky British guys be the opponent of the Glory Knight?”

Such a determined tone gave Cherinina confidence, and they quickened their pace. After about a moment, they were already halfway up the mountain.

On the opposite side, separated by a creek and a British army marching up the mountain in neat lines, was the enemy’s artillery position.

“Elamo, your team will bring a batch of white crystal grenades to destroy the enemy’s artillery positions; Lahore, your team will support from the side and cover Elamo’s retreat; Britney, you and your team will kill these enemies. Just disperse the officers and the rest of the British army, and let them swim like fat catfish in the pond and muddy the water.”

When his name was called, Elamo solemnly responded, “Promise to complete the mission.” Among Valentina’s cronies, his strength is not outstanding, but he is the only one who has become a team leader as a foreigner.

“As for us.”

The corners of Valentina’s mouth were slightly raised, and her bright red lips were like bloody roses: “The cunning British must have prepared their back-ups in advance to prepare for the artillery positions. It all depends on who is the hunter and who is the prey.”

While they were talking, Elemer and others had taken their respective positions with the Saluzzo assassins in the team.

In fact, the number of artillery between the enemy and ours is almost the same, but in terms of quality and the number that can be put into battle at the same time, the British artillery is far from being comparable to the Texas artillery.

On the one hand, the amount of training is quite different from that of the wealthy British. The artillery moved from the British arsenal has one shell less and there is no room for self-production. They want to use the shells to feed elite gunners. No play at all.

On the other hand, there is no dedicated university in Texas that teaches geometry, physics, and surveying. The only school that teaches animal husbandry and agriculture.

The literacy rate in Texas has always been low.

The farce of later generations where an illiterate person who cannot read a word can suddenly become the image ambassador of a place is absolutely impossible to happen.

War is one aspect. To develop industry, literate workers are indispensable. This is why Texas must cooperate with Saluzzo and other old wolf tribes, as well as the German Confederation, otherwise they will really be no different from Native Americans.

In the British artillery position.

A panting loader couldn’t help complaining: “Can anyone really survive under this level of artillery fire? We must have fired at least 10,000 shells these days, right?”

No one responded to his words. The artillerymen’s ears were stuffed with cotton. They couldn’t hear the commands given by voice. They only understood the flag language.

“After I receive my allowance next time, I will never work as an artillery soldier again. If this continues, I will probably be like the deaf old woman selling bread and butter on Minsk Street, with my chest touching my belly.”

The mechanical work made the reloader’s waist sore.

He handed over another cannonball, turned around and wanted to take out a new one from the ammunition box, but was suddenly stunned – through a layer of gunpowder smoke, he could vaguely see bloody bodies lying on the ground. corpse.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a cold feeling on his neck. In a daze, he saw a pair of yellow beast eyes flashing before his eyes, and then he fell unconscious.

The assassins of the Saluzzo family moved swiftly and covertly, quietly taking lives in the position under heavy artillery fire. The sentries on guard outside were executed immediately by the Lahore team.

Afterwards, the two squads merged and acted like the most perfect killing machine, rapidly harvesting the lives of the British artillerymen.

When their actions were finally discovered, they completely tore off their disguise and threw grenades at the enemy’s ammunition boxes, artillery, and soldiers, turning the entire artillery position into a sea of ​​flames.

In addition, the British troops who were about to support the frontal battlefield were attacked almost at the same time.

“Enemy attack, enemy attack!”

The lieutenant colonel who led the team had just shouted when his throat was cut. The rest of the junior officers were assassinated almost at the same time. The rest were like a group of panicked sheep. Some of them raised their guns and fired blindly, and those who were shot also hurriedly fought back.

The sound of gunfire was like popping beans, but not a single shot hit the enemy they should have hit.

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In the chaos, translucent rope nets covered the battlefield. Dozens of high-level paladins fully armed and riding on white-winged pegasus galloped over. Behind them, there were more than a dozen spellcasters.

“Look, the prey has taken the bait.”

With a bright smile, Valentina stabbed a high-level paladin in the back like a beautiful snake. Although the wearer was wearing an amulet that detected evil, it didn’t work at all.

Sudden attack, the high-level paladin was not panicked at all. He chanted a prayer loudly, and the golden holy shield formed by holy light blocked behind him.

But at this moment, his throat seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, and the golden holy shield that had already formed exploded.

The paladin seemed to realize something and exclaimed: “Be careful, it’s the stranglehold wolf of the Saluzzo family!”

Crack——

Valentina stabbed the dagger into his neck through the gap between his armor: “You know too much.”

On the front battlefield, the British artillery misfired at some point.

The people fighting fiercely on the battlefield will soon realize this.

A British major was shouting “Charge”.

The next moment, he was hit by a shell and turned into countless splattered flesh and bones. A burnt smell filled the air, but those British soldiers who took banned drugs or were inspired by fanatical spells were fearless. Encouraged by the paladins, they rushed to the top of the city one after another.

They had lost their minds and did not notice that the artillery fire that was used to cover their advance had disappeared, and was replaced by the completely liberated, armored turrets of the Texans.

An armored infantryman was holding a flamethrower, wantonly burning the Texan defenders hiding in the underground bunker, and a small-caliber shell flew directly and blew him into a ball of fire.

They climbed the walls of New Basilicata so easily that when they thought victory was within their grasp, they had already fallen into the trap that Giuliano had painstakingly woven.

The entire mountain city turned into a huge meat grinder, rapidly grinding away the lives of the enemy.