The correct way to open the elf

Chapter 181 Barrage Xu Jin
The oppressive clouds were getting lower and lower, indicating that a rare wilderness rain was about to come.

The human team was strong, with nearly 30,000 soldiers standing there. The overwhelming pressure and the low-hanging clouds made it seem hard to breathe.

The persuasion to surrender is still going on, but seeing the ordinary armor of the person shouting, you can tell that he is just a soldier. The leader of the other side obviously does not have the courage to stand in front of the enemy camp to persuade them to surrender.

Although at this distance, even the best elven archers would find it difficult to hurt the person who was shouting.

Marshall had already run up to the artillery regiment and announced the final order.

The firing parameters of the artillery regiment have been adjusted as humans move forward. Feng Yu knows that a hearty bombardment is about to begin.

He shouted loudly: "Unless the enemy is close to the defense line, no shooting is allowed, especially the demon hunter sniper, save some time..."

Muffled thunder sounded, and Feng Yu stopped helplessly, retracting his head into the defense line.

When the people on the other side heard someone shouting from the elves' side, they thought it was a response to their call for surrender. The person shouting stopped, and everyone tilted their ears to listen to see what was being said on the other side.

The clouds in the sky were getting lower and lower, and humans ultimately could not hear clearly what the other side was shouting, but they did see balls of fire coming out from behind the other side's defense line.

Jacob was riding on a horse, along with two other mercenary group leaders and the magician, and saw large balls of fire rising and falling behind the opposite elven defense line.

He looked at the magician beside him in surprise. The magician shook his head and said, "It's not magic, it could be..."

The human magician closed his mouth before he could finish his words because a faint whistling sound was heard in the low sky, like the sound of a sharp arrow piercing the air.

Could it be some new type of ballista? The magicians and the well-informed captains were puzzled.

A magician is a magician. He held up an ice shield, but before he could jump off the horse and hide under the horse's belly, a loud noise beside him interrupted his action.

As a race that is naturally good at shooting, elves have also made great use of their expertise in the field of firearms and artillery shooting. These elven sights and aimers can often achieve good results after simple artillery ballistics training and live-fire exercises.

Today, facing their old enemy, humans, the elves in charge of aiming the artillery did not disappoint Feng Yu. Most of the first batch of shells landed in the battle formation of the shield warriors at the front.

Jacob, who had just raised the shield hanging on the saddle, and the magician, who had jumped off the horse, saw violent explosions happening continuously in the team of shield warriors not far ahead.

At once, many shield warriors flew into the sky, and a flying shield smashed towards the three captains. Before Jacob could block the shield, a huge shock wave had already arrived.

Jacob and two other captains were thrown off their horses and never got up again.

The Sleeping Demon is worthy of being the big treasure named after the devil in the high magic world. It has a bad temper. Even with so few grenades loaded in the wooden handle, it has caused many mistakes, not to mention the high-burst bombs that are famous for their great power.

Violent noises, loud bangs, and air waves continuously washed over the military formations of the three major mercenary groups. After the first shot, the Dunjia warriors' battle formation had been eliminated.

In the following barrage, no human escaped, because everyone, including the leaders of the three major mercenary groups and the magician, were completely stunned, their minds were blank.

Before the three experienced captains could react, Xu Jin's barrage had already covered them.

Herbert had watched countless artillery firing drills, but when dense shells fell on the gathered crowd, he realized how empty his imagination was.

He had imagined more than once the scene of artillery fire against human invaders, but when faced with the bombardment area in the distance where severed limbs were flying and even war horses were lifted high into the air, the hands of the follower of the great elven sage were shaking.

Borui was short in stature. At this moment, he was clinging to the sack with his mouth wide open, unable to utter a word.

Anthony was standing on the defense tower in the distant trading area. The telescope in his hand had already fallen. The tower was made of stone powder, and the telescope fell on it, breaking two precious lenses.

Only the artillery regiment that created this grand scene was still working hard. They had already calculated the attack batches and the artillery angles that needed to be adjusted for each extension of artillery fire. What they had to do now was to fire the shells as quickly as possible according to the plan.

It is useless to shout slogans here because no one can hear them. All they can hear is the roar of artillery fire. Only the commander next to the artillery regiment is waving a flag.

He was so dedicated that he just kept waving the command flag in his hand amid the roar of artillery without being distracted at all.

He simply kept waving the flag in rhythm with the loading and firing, completely ignoring the blood flowing in the enemy camp opposite him. He just raised and lowered the flag without blinking.

I don't know when the artillery fire stopped, because the barrage of barrage attacks had ended.

It may have been just a moment, or it may have been a long time before Marshall reacted, bent down, picked up the battle plan that had slipped from his hands at some point, and began to read it.

Marshall took out the signal gun tremblingly, and fired a shot into the sky with his eyes closed. He didn't even know why he closed his eyes.

At the bank of the Lengshui River not far from the camp, the armed steam ship was ready to go. When the signal flare was raised, they put away the anchor and sailed south along the Lengshui River.

Their mission was to use the ship's dual-purpose anti-aircraft guns and machine guns to shoot all humans along the coast who were still armed, until they reached the river mouth area and eliminated the enemies guarding the raft near the wasteland.

At that time, they would use the barbed ropes on the boat to hook the raft and drag it into the Lengshui River, cutting off the retreat of humans who invaded the wilderness.

The signal flares flew towards the low clouds in the sky, awakening all the soldiers who were stunned by the shock of the artillery fire.

Feng Yu stood up and took a deep breath. The pungent smell of gunpowder in the air gradually made his offline consciousness clear.

Holding a demon hunting rifle, he jumped onto the earth wall made of sacks filled with sand.

Looking around, he saw that many of the soldiers were still in a daze. He suppressed the discomfort in his heart, pulled the bolt with a sound of Kara, and fired a shot.

The gunshots were crisp and sharp, and were too close to the soldiers. Many soldiers were frightened by the sudden gunshots and retreated violently, falling to the ground.

Feng Yu pulled the bolt again and fired another shot. After firing three shots in a row, the attention of everyone on the defense line was drawn to him.

Feng Yu looked around and loaded the demon hunting rifle in his hand again. His action was so strong that the sound of pulling the bolt was very loud.

(End of this chapter)