our family is gone

Chapter 214
It is a wild beast that has lost its hair and lost its face, its eyes are dark, and its body has tragic scars, but it does not appear to be dead. On the contrary, it can still move violently.

The whole body is thin and scorched black, although it is humanoid, but its limbs are crawling backwards, and a strange infected body with swollen red bacteria grows out of the abdomen.

The human figure stands, but the head is replaced by a huge mushroom. The skin on the body is sallow and wrinkled like a dead branch, and mushrooms grow on its body. It is a monster that moves staggeringly.

All kinds of monsters twisted into strange ways by germs are advancing...

The soldiers relying on the front looked at the approaching enemy in the distance. It was a monster they had never seen and could not understand.

Not to mention that these monsters can't even be seen at a glance, at least there are tens of thousands of monsters.

This scene cast a shadow over everyone's heart.

The pressure in the soldier's heart is also building up, but fortunately, he has seen monsters with stronger impact before, which can be regarded as a foreshadowing to some extent.

"The artillery is ready!"

Barton yelled, and the three cannons in the position had finished loading, and when the monster got close, there was no need to aim at all, and they fired directly.

The roar of the war machine sounded, and three projectiles of different sizes flew out and smashed into the monster's formation. Wherever they went, even the monster's inhuman body was hard to stop. The shell directly penetrated and broke the monster in half. , even if the projectile that falls on the ground and rolls still has a strong force, it will be severed if it touches it slightly.

The powerful force displayed by the artillery directly tore three obvious traces in the dense formation of the enemy.

But in an instant, it was instantly smoothed out under the filling of a huge number of monsters, as if there was nothing.

"Reload! Hurry up!"

Barton looked at this scene, and the picture that haunted him for a long time seemed to resurface in his mind again.

It's an inhuman monster again, and it's this kind of intensive offensive that is not afraid of death...

The pressure in his heart rose rapidly, until the shouting from the other side brought him back to his senses.

"Damn it! Look at your talents, we killed that kind of monster, and you are still afraid of these mushrooms? Did your balls turn into mushrooms and grow on their heads?"

Disma yelled at the musketeers, jokingly yelling and cursing. This seemingly vulgar joke relieved the pressure on the soldiers.

That's right, I have even faced that kind of monster before, so why would I be afraid of a few mushrooms?

"Aim at their balls later, kill them, and have mushroom soup when I go back tonight."

Disma looked at the approaching enemies in front of him. He was very good at controlling the distance, and ordered directly after the monsters entered the shooting range of the musket.

"Get ready—shoot!"

As soon as the words fell, the gunpowder smoke exploded, and the lead bullets flew out and shot into the enemy's formation driven by the gunpowder, but the damage was not much, and even if the shot hit the body, the monster staggered and fell to the ground.

However, those fallen monsters can trip the monsters behind, and it is difficult to stand up again under trampling.

In some cases, it can be said that the biggest damage is caused by the monster itself, but this number is still too small. Most of them just take a bite and move on after being shot, unless the monster is hit in the head to make the monster die.

After the musketeer was in a daze last time, several people discussed and studied it, knowing that it was difficult to react to the cumbersome loading when the head was empty.

Then the solution is to separate the steps of loading the ammunition, hand the gun back when the first row shoots, and then take the gun that has been loaded and continue shooting, and the latter are responsible for one step respectively, which greatly improves the loading speed.

The shooting speed is also greatly improved directly, thus forming a powerful firepower network, not seeking to kill, but constantly shooting in order to block the enemy's attack rhythm.

On the other side, Barton, who had reacted, continued to fire, and the two weakened the enemies as much as possible within the [-] meters.

But even if they try their best to squeeze the performance of the human body and guns, and fire more guns, more guns, the monster's loss may not even be hundreds of meters.

On the contrary, those monsters seemed to be attracted when they met people, and became more active, even gathering into a dense tide without guidance.

The densely packed enemies couldn't stop it at all...

"Quick! Retreat to the second line of defense."

The artillery had already overheated and was pulled back, and even the musket couldn't handle the shooting at this frequency and had problems.

Fortunately, these batches of guns are all new and have not exploded, otherwise the already low morale will also be blown up.

After the order was issued, the army reacted quickly and retreated in an orderly manner. If there were a swarm of bees, it would be called a rout. Disma even organized two rounds of shooting cover, which was a little delay.

The shallow trench that was dug out worked, and the first one to fall among the densely packed team would cause a chain reaction, and even the monsters who died this time were more than the ones they had spent a long time killing with guns and guns.

But this trench was dug by hundreds of people for half an hour. Where is the time now?

After a delay of less than five seconds, the trenches were filled, the piled fences were knocked open, and the mighty army crossed a hundred meters without any noticeable difference.

Leonard has been paying attention to the movements of the monsters. It wasn't obvious before, but they seemed to be chasing life during the team's retreat, and they gathered together without guidance.

It stands to reason that this is a good thing, because there are only so few soldiers. If the front line is stretched, it will become weak, and if the front line is shortened, it will be dumped.

This situation is a good thing for them now, but it is also a bad thing, because it is impossible for only two hundred pikemen to withstand these waves of monsters that generally have no pain or fear.

"The cavalry follow me to divert the enemy to cover the large troops!"

Leonard found that these monsters were clearly attracted by the army. Combined with what the lord said before, the thirst for flesh and blood of the bacteria-infected people is an almost instinctive pursuit.

But just now I led the cavalry to lure away a group of monsters but failed. This shows that there must be something guiding these monsters, otherwise it would be impossible to unify the route and resist instinct.

Leonard was forced to wander around and watch the monster, trying to find the key to breaking the situation.

But the number of monsters is too large, and there are all kinds of weird things. How easy is it to find the boss?
As the monster and the army collided together, Leonard's expression couldn't help becoming more dignified...

"Oh~ how many are there!"

Patton also became anxious. In the previous battle, there were at least [-] troops and dozens of artillery pieces. Now there are only three of them, and they are overheated. This made him feel powerless when he wanted to do something, but he couldn't do it at all.

The tremendous pressure almost drove him into despair.

Give me a little more artillery... I want to change this situation...

"That's enough, you've done enough, leave the rest to us."

Barristan noticed Barton's reaction, raised his hand and patted the young man's shoulder as he passed by, and then walked forward.

"Hamlet will win!" Barristan held up the Morningstar Hammer in his hand, then pressed the shield full of battle marks in front of him, and roared at the attacking monster.

This cry immediately aroused the sympathy of the soldiers, and they rushed to shout the slogan first.

Barristan's attitude raised the low morale a little bit, and the pikemen relied on the crude fortifications built by the sundries to prepare to hold on.

The musketeers were transferred to occupy high points above the farm buildings, and continued to kill and weaken monsters as much as possible.

It's just that the artillery at this time was not very useful and was dragged to the back to wait for cooling. At the same time, the muzzle was aimed at the gate of the farm, ready to hit the monster when it couldn't hold it.

"kill!"

Before the long spear pierced those monsters, he rushed forward. The long spear is indeed the most suitable weapon for infantry in the cold weapon era. It only needs a little strength and can stand firmly to resist the enemy.

But it's a pity that even if the soldiers stabbed hard, it was still difficult to cause direct casualties.

The infected beasts rushing over wanted to bite and scratch the soldiers, and those mushroom heads staggered and stretched out their mutated claws covered in germs.

These can barely be resisted temporarily by the gun array, but those four-legged fungal cannons that approached directly spit out a large number of strong spores and charged towards the army array.

It's still a problem of information asymmetry. Most of them don't know what it is, and their understanding of monsters is still limited to the previous information.

Caught off guard, many soldiers inevitably inhaled the spores and fell into negative states such as nausea and vomiting, coughing and weakness.

At the same time, these spores made the infected body go berserk, and under their crazy impact, the previously invincible gun array was rushed away in an instant. If it wasn't for the blocking effect of those sundries, it might have collapsed immediately.

And at this moment, an explosion resounded among the monsters, and the monster at the center of the explosion was directly crushed to pieces. The monster with a radius of three meters was also a broken arm and stump. Even five meters away, it was pushed down by the shock wave caused by the explosion, directly blasting a huge gap. , can't even be filled within two seconds.

This is not artillery, but the power of explosive bombs.

"Retreat! Bring all the wounded back." Patton continued to throw bombs, and the continuous explosions actually stopped the monster's progress, giving the soldiers on the front line precious time to retreat.

Barton grabbed the box empty and found that the bomb had already been used up.

Originally, they didn't bring out a few boxes when they escaped for their lives. The previous consumption plus the current consumption is directly consumed.

But without the bomb, those monsters surged again.

Barristan led the team to die in front, with the shield in his hand either slapped or pushed to block the attacks from the monsters, and the Morning Star Hammer swung out again and again, hitting the monsters.

The veteran did everything in his power to hold back the crumbling situation, and the soldier who is still standing by his side to buy time for his comrades is also a hero beyond fear.

But in reality, they are just the fine sand on the seashore, which can't stop the waves from beating at all.

Sometimes reality does not depend on will...

The army firmly resisted and wanted to suspend the monster's actions, but it didn't do much at all. The monster would undoubtedly devour everything.

More and more soldiers were injured, their defense lines were broken on a large scale, and the collapse was already unstoppable...

At this time, Disma, who had been shooting from above, seemed to have noticed something. The explosion just now ignited the piles of debris. Although there were only sporadic fires, there was a space directly, and the monsters seemed to avoid it intentionally.

This discovery made him extremely excited, and he couldn't help shouting to mobilize the musketeers.

"Monsters are afraid of fire, set those things on fire!"

The farm is short of everything, but the most important thing is grass, and it is dry and flammable.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Everyone out of the way."

Pile the hay on the cart and ignite it, and the raging flames rose up, and the train rushed out under the vigorous push of several people.

Barristan was already on the verge of exhaustion, and the soldiers around him also fell one by one, and the encirclement circle of monsters was almost formed, and the fear of death shrouded the last few soldiers who stubbornly resisted.

At this time, the veteran did not panic, but tried his best to cover the retreat of other soldiers, only leaving himself in the most dangerous place.

A wolf-shaped infected body bit his leg frantically. Although it had leg armor, it couldn't stop it from being penetrated by the wolf's teeth and pierced into the calf.

"Ah!" Barristan didn't cry out in pain, but gritted his teeth and swung the Morningstar Hammer in his hand directly on the wolf's head.

Although the monster was killed, the next one rushed up again, and so on, some even penetrated the armor, constantly squeezing his vitality.

Barristan looked around, and found that everyone who could walk had already withdrawn, and he finally lived up to the trust of the lord.

But he couldn't go anymore, he was surrounded by monsters, but Barristan was not afraid of death in the face of the surging monsters, on the contrary, he seemed somewhat relieved.

"Am I at last to return to the peace of death?"

"boom!"

With a gunshot, the monster that was jumping at Barristan was headshot directly.

Hearing the movement, Barristan looked back, and found that three burning trains were rushing directly into the monsters, and the monsters dodged in terror as they passed by, and at the same time, they dispersed the spore mist around them.

"Come on!"

Under the cover of three trains, Disma led a group of men to snatch the soldiers back, and Barristan was naturally among them.

After discovering the restraint of flames on monsters, a new line of defense was built around it. The grass and wood in the farm were piled up, and even the troughs for feeding cattle were moved out and thrown on the ground to set fire.

Under the deterrence of the billowing fire, the monsters in front did not dare to advance at all, while the ones behind were crowded again, so that riots broke out inside.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, no matter what, the crisis was temporarily relieved.

But at this moment, the turmoil among the monsters actually subsided, and at the same time, the monsters who were only rushing before did not know why they knew how to bypass the fires and attack from the other side.

One must know that the farm only has a low earth wall, the kind that could collapse with a hard kick, how could it possibly withstand the impact of the monster?
Sure enough, the earth wall was torn down, monsters poured in, and when the front line was stretched, it was impossible for soldiers to defend at this point, and it was too late to start a fire now.

The farm can't keep it...

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