bookandnovel Chapter 802 Action
Chapter 802 Action
Chapter 802 Action
The assassins of the Saluzzo family ran quickly through the mountains and forests. The whistling sound of artillery shells sounded behind them - followed by a violent explosion that seemed to turn the entire New Basilicata into rubble.
That was a joint masterpiece of the airships and British artillery. If things continued like this, the mountain city, which lacked reinforced concrete and was supported only by magic circles, would sooner or later have its hard shell pried open.
Cherinina's big, beautiful eyes were filled with worry: "The enemy has already landed in the city."
Valentina chuckled and said, "This is probably exactly the kind of battle your father envisioned, putting an enemy with superior weapons and equipment into a street fight that can maximize the wolf tribe's close combat capabilities."
This was a helpless move, but it was also the only two options for the Texans. The other option was to retreat to the wilderness, use the mobility of the cowboy cavalry, frequently carry out harassment and guerrilla warfare, and use high security costs to force the British to compromise.
But without Losa's help, the success rate of these two plans is not high. After all, the British have always been experts in fighting security wars.
Valentina patted the girl's shoulder gently and said, "Okay, stop watching. Leave the frontal battlefield to those guys. To be honest, I never dreamed that one day I would be able to fight with the Knight of Glory as a comrade."
As an enemy, he is as terrifying as a comrade-in-arms.
"How could those British scumbags be a match for the Knights of Glory?"
Such a firm tone gave Cherinina confidence. They quickened their pace and after just over a quarter of an hour, they had reached the halfway point of the mountain.
Opposite them, across a stream and a British troop marching in neat rows up the mountain, was the enemy's artillery position.
"Elemer, your team will carry a batch of white crystal grenades to destroy the enemy's artillery positions. Lahore, your team will provide support from the side and cover the retreat of Elemer and his team. Britney, you and your team will execute the officers of this British army. As for the rest, just disperse them and make them swim like fat catfish in a pond to muddy the water."
Elemer, whose name was called, solemnly responded, "I guarantee to complete the task." Among Valentina's confidants, his strength was not outstanding, but he was the only one who became a team leader as an outsider.
"As for us."
Valentina's lips curled up slightly, her bright red lips looked like bloody roses. "The cunning British must have made preparations in advance to guard against the artillery positions. It depends on who is the hunter and who is the prey."
As they were talking, Elemer and his men had already taken the Saluzzo assassins in their team to their respective positions.
In fact, the number of artillery pieces on both sides was similar, but in terms of quality and the number that could be put into battle at the same time, the British artillery was far from comparable to the Texas artillery.
On the one hand, there was a huge gap in training volume compared to the wealthy British. The artillery pieces moved from the British arsenal had fewer and fewer shells, and there was no room for self-production. It was impossible to use the shells to feed elite gunners.
On the other hand, there is no specialized university in the entire Texas that teaches geometry, physics, and surveying. The only school teaches animal husbandry and agricultural planting.
Texas's literacy rate has always been a low problem.
It is absolutely impossible for a farce like the one in later generations where an illiterate person who cannot read a single word can suddenly become the image ambassador of a place to happen.
War is one thing, but the development of industry requires literate workers. This is why Texas must cooperate with the old wolf tribes such as Saluzzo and the German Confederation. Otherwise, they would be no different from Native Americans.
In the British artillery position.
A panting loader couldn't help but complain: "Can anyone really survive this level of artillery fire? We must have fired at least 10,000 shells in the past few days, right?"
No one responded to him. The artillerymen had cotton in their ears, so they could not hear commands. They could only recognize flag signals.
"After I get my next allowance, I will never work in the artillery again. If I continue like this, I will probably end up like the deaf old woman selling buttered bread on Minsk Street, with my chest sticking to my belly."
The mechanical labor caused severe pain in the loader's waist.
He handed over another shell and turned to take out a new one from the ammunition box, but he was suddenly stunned - through a layer of smoke and mist, he could vaguely see bloody corpses lying on the ground.
He rubbed his eyes, somewhat incredulous.
Soon after, he felt a chill on his neck. In a trance, he saw a pair of yellow beast eyes flash before his eyes, and then he lost consciousness.
The assassins of the Saluzzo family moved swiftly and stealthily, taking lives silently amidst the heavy artillery fire. The guards on the outer perimeter were immediately executed by the Lahore team.
Afterwards, the two teams joined forces, like the most perfect killing machine, rapidly harvesting the lives of British artillerymen.
When their movements were finally discovered, they tore off their camouflage completely and threw grenades at the enemy's ammunition boxes, artillery, and soldiers, turning the entire artillery position into a sea of fire.
In addition, the British troops who were about to support the front battlefield were also attacked almost at the same time.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"
The lieutenant colonel in charge had his throat cut as soon as he shouted. The rest of the junior officers were assassinated almost at the same time. The remaining people were like a group of panicked sheep. Some raised their guns and fired blindly, and those who were shot hurriedly fought back.
The gunshots sounded like popping beans, but not a single shot hit the enemies they were supposed to hit.
In the chaos, translucent rope nets covered the battlefield. Dozens of high-level paladins, fully armed and riding on Pegasus with snow-white wings, came galloping. 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.
Despite the sudden attack, the high-level paladin did not panic at all. He chanted prayers loudly, and a golden holy shield formed by holy light blocked behind him.
But at this moment, his throat seemed to be grasped by an invisible giant 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!"
click -
Valentina stabbed the dagger into his neck through the gap in his armor: "You know too much."
On the front battlefield, at some point, the British artillery went silent.
Those who fight fiercely on the battlefield will soon realize this.
A British major was shouting "Charge".
The next moment, they were hit by a cannonball and turned into countless splattered flesh and bones. A burnt smell filled the air, but those British soldiers who had taken banned drugs or were inspired by fanatical spells were not afraid at all. Inspired by the paladins, they rushed to the top of the city one after another.
They had lost their minds so much that they did not notice that the artillery fire that had been used to cover their advance had disappeared, replaced by the completely freed Texan armored batteries.
An armored infantryman was holding a flamethrower, indiscriminately burning the Texas defenders hiding in the underground bunker. A small-caliber artillery shell flew directly at him and blew him into a fireball.
They scaled the walls of New Basilicata so easily that just when they thought victory was within their grasp, they found themselves ensnared in the web that Giuliano had painstakingly woven.
The entire mountain city turned into a huge meat grinder, rapidly destroying the lives of the enemies.