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Chapter 140 The Townsville Mountain Fortress Fell! Purgatory On Earth 500 Meters Away【4/5 For Automa

Kaisanger's furious questioning resounded throughout the court hall.

Everyone was trembling and dared not say anything, but Panarin, the only son of the Grand Duke Genister, hurriedly stood up.

"Your Majesty, the appearance of Prouker cavalry in our hinterland is indeed a mistake of the Namibian defense line, but the Namibian defense line cannot be defined as a useless defense line."

"There is no war on the Namibian defense line, which just shows the importance of the defense line to the empire. The Prouker Kingdom understands that even if they have a great advantage in weapons, if they want to win the Namibian defense line, they must pay a heavy price. We..."

Panarin anxiously explained, however, the next moment there was a whistling sound above his head, and a water glass flew over.

Kessanger became even more furious.

"Five thousand! A total of five thousand Prouker cavalry sneaked into the hinterland of the empire from under the noses of 130,000 people. What are you still arguing about!? Do you know how much damage these guys will bring to the empire!? "

Everyone looked at the angry Kessanger, but they couldn't help but think of the time when the other party was still the crown prince.

It seems that it has been said in public more than once that the cavalry of the Prouker Kingdom will be able to fight on the Paloson grassland, and the Rotis Empire will teach the other party how to behave immediately when they come.

Now...

Although the number of 5,000 people is quite a lot, they are light cavalry after all, and the threat to the city itself is still very small.

But these 5,000 people have now attracted Kesanger's anger, or panic.

Seeing that Kaisanger was like a shrew, Falma was about to go on endlessly, so she finally couldn't help but stand out at this moment.

"Your Majesty, what we should do now is to wipe out this Prouker cavalry as soon as possible, so as not to allow us to expand our losses. As for the Namibian defense line, we must notify the Grand Duke Janist as soon as possible. There are loopholes in the defense line and we must remedy them as soon as possible."

Kaisanger took a deep breath, glared at his younger brother, and sat back on the throne with a cold snort.

He narrowed his eyes and pondered for a while, then suddenly said.

"Since this is the case, then leave this matter to Prince Falma and Marquis Genister. I believe that with your abilities, five thousand people should not be difficult to deal with, right?"

Falma and Panarin were taken aback for a moment, then saluted and accepted the order.

According to the report, Prouker, the light cavalry, not only has strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities, but is also quite familiar with the routes and terrain in the hinterland of the Rotis Empire, and their combat effectiveness is extremely strong.

Kessanger asked the two of them to deal with this cavalry, and there was no private goods in it, and the fool would not believe it.

He walked out of the palace with the order of the Golden Lancers.

Panarin glanced back at the imperial palace behind him, and then at the streets of the imperial capital, which were clearly depressed.

Finally, he couldn't help but uttered a rebellious sentence to Falma who was on the side.

"Your Highness, are you going to be a prince of subjugation?"

Falma was startled, and looked back at the palace guard in the distance, and was finally relieved to see that the other party didn't pay attention to this side.

"Panalin, swallow this kind of words as soon as possible in the future, it will be good for both of you and me."

"But Your Highness, do you know what the end of the empire will be if this continues! Are you sure you want to continue watching that trash of Kessanger go on messing around?"

Falma's face suddenly darkened, and she remained silent.

Townsville Hill Fortress.

The violent roar has never stopped, and Wesker ordered the artillery Lan to fire at the fortress frantically at this moment.

This majestic pass stretching between the valleys and relying on two mountains has finally shown obvious signs of collapse.

And Wesker has poured at least five or six thousand shells here.

Although they are all field artillery, but under the accumulation of quantity, the city wall built entirely of structures such as rocks and wood cannot withstand such a long time at all.

The city wall has basically been abandoned by Benello at this moment.

As artillery uses more and more artillery, the accuracy of shelling is also getting higher and higher.

The top of the city wall is no longer safe.

Watching everyone evacuate from the empty city wall, Wesker took a deep breath and ordered the Musketeers of a division under his command to prepare for battle.

A square hollow array is arranged outside the fortress of Townsville Mountain City, completely blocking the route to the grassland.

Behind the infantry, Harry had already led the heavy armored cavalry, ready for battle.

Townsville Hill City Fortress, absolutely can't hold it!

Benero's various defensive strategies were used, but against the Prouker artillery at such a distance, it did not work at all.

In Townsville Hill Fortress, Benello is wearing armor and holding a sharp blade.

At the moment they are hiding at the south gate of the fortress, and from time to time they can see one or two shells flying into the city from the north. The violent explosion makes everyone feel no fear, that is fake.

However, for the glory of the Rotis Empire and their responsibilities as soldiers, none of them chose to fight timidly.

"Everyone, the fortress can't be defended anymore, but we must not give up at this point, let these invaders from Prouker drive straight in!"

"Our 50,000 defenders, even if they die, will drag these guys to death here!"

"Let them understand that with powerful weapons, the courage of the man of Rotis will never be defeated!"

"Fight to the death!!!"

Benero's morale was boosted, and the voice just fell, amidst a huge "death battle" cry.

A muffled sound came from the north gate.

"Boom!!!"

A section of the wall finally couldn't bear it anymore. As the beams and columns inside the wall broke, the earth and rocks crumbled and began to collapse rapidly.

The city gates, which were originally blocked with a large number of boulders, became meaningless at the moment the city collapsed.

Just as the smoke and dust billowed, the sound of the artillery from the Prouker artillery position outside the city finally stopped.

Wesker was riding on horseback, looking at the fortress city covered in smoke and dust, with a serious look on his face.

"Raise the gun!"

With one order, the four phalanxes, the first row of Prouker soldiers holding guns reached more than 3,000 people.

The muzzle of the black hole was aimed at the fortress of Townsville Mountain City ahead.

Everyone can feel that amidst the smoke and dust, there are waves of dense footsteps coming from inside.

The artillery has already adjusted the angle quickly and cooled the gun body under the command of the commander.

"kill!!!"

The galloping horses, led by a general of the Rotis cavalry, rushed out of the smoke and dust with a banner of the Rotis Empire, followed by hundreds of cavalry rushing out in the blink of an eye, stepping on the ruins

Roaring, they rushed towards the army formation of the Prouker Kingdom.

Wesker's eyes were cold.

In the fortress, more and more soldiers rushed out, and in the blink of an eye, they already occupied the entire field of vision.

Facing such a charge, even the soldiers of the Prouker army were extremely nervous. Fortunately, the officers in their respective queues reminded them in time.

"Calm down, obey orders! In the face of the will of the great father of the nation, all enemies will drink their hatred!"

The title of Ulysses played a very good role, and as expected, all the soldiers calmed down very quickly.

The enemy quickly came within range.

…… Ask for flowers………

Following the officer's order, the sound of intensive gunfire reverberated violently in the valley.

"emission!"

"Bang bang bang!"

In just the first round of shooting, the Rotis cavalrymen rushing to the front all screamed and rolled off their horses, or the horses were shot and threw their opponents away on the spot.

Amidst the screams, the second round of soldiers stepped forward immediately.

Raise the gun, aim, fire, change to the third row, and quickly reload behind the queue.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Ah! Come on, for the glory of the empire, kill all these northern barbarians!"

"Fast charge!"

The cavalry is charging, the infantry is charging, and even the archers are quickly charging towards the spear array on the side of the Prouker Kingdom.

In front of muskets and cannons, Benello has discovered that tactical battles have no effect.

At this time, it can only be filled with human life.

Those in front put Prouker Kingdom at gunpoint, creating chances for those behind.

As long as they rush into the opponent's army formation, the winner of this war will still be their Rotis Empire!

In the smoke and dust, Benero, the Marshal, was held back by the lieutenant because of his old age, and he was not allowed to follow him out to charge.

The distance between the two sides is constantly shortening, and the Musketeers on the side of the Prouker Kingdom are still following the orders of the officers in an orderly manner.

Finish shooting row by row.

The bullet power and accuracy of the Mini rifle are much better than the flintlock used by the Golden Feather Kingdom of Veroni.

Under the dense gun array, even Prouker's soldiers didn't know how many people they shot and killed.

I just watched helplessly that every time the trigger was pulled, the Rotis soldiers running over from a distance fell to the ground screaming one by one, and were accidentally stepped on by the people behind..

"Bang bang bang!"

Charge, I'm about to charge over, charge..."

A Rotis infantry officer was holding a small shield and a long sword in the other hand, screaming and boosting the morale of the soldiers behind him, while rushing towards Prouker's army formation with all his strength.

However, the next moment, a bullet pierced through the opponent's head in an instant in a scream.

Due to the huge inertia, the corpse fell to the ground and rolled twice.

Situations like this abound outside the fortress of Townsville Hill City at this moment.

Blood had already stained the ground red.

The 500-meter high-precision shooting range of the Mini rifle has become a boundary that the Rotis soldiers will never break through.

Within five hundred meters of the Prouker musketeers, the grass was still green with dew. .

However, 500 meters away, it is like a purgatory on earth at this moment, and some infantry of the Rotis Empire are obviously on the verge of collapse.

And as the artillery position finally finished cooling down, a new round of shelling began.

Fierce artillery fire exploded among the charging Rotis soldiers.

"Boom!"

The huge lethality of the shells sent the surrounding soldiers flying, and the viscera were displaced.

In the craters on the ground that smelled of gunpowder, you could even see the broken limbs and arms of some Rotis soldiers.

And as the gunfire sounded again.

The Luotis soldiers who were charging finally collapsed completely, and the first soldier started to flee towards the fort frantically.

Then came the second, the third...  

Gregorian calendar 1800, September 12.

The twelfth day of the Prouker Kingdom's declaration of war against the Rotis Empire.

The largest fortress on the northeastern defense line of the Rotis Empire, Townsville Hill Fortress, was declared to have fallen. .