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Chapter 64 A great victory
As one of the first batch of old players, Barbarossa also signed Lin Ruoyu's list, contributing the reputation points obtained from his second-class Sword Medal to recruit a chapter follower for the Extreme Warriors.

In theory, Barbarossa is a veteran of the Ultramarines Chapter, and any major activities of the chapter should not be hidden from him.

When the regiment received the mission and came to raid this group of unknown origin, they did inform Barbarossa.

However, the latter sent the situation in the valley to Lin Ruoyu offline. After notifying the battle group, he turned off the private message function of the smart housekeeper and went online to have fun in the wild again.

So much so that Barbarossa didn't know that all the Ultramarines and most of the players had already rushed over from the town of Beech, and would arrive nearby around midnight to launch a night attack.

Thanks to Chris's food supply, all mercenary members of the Ultramarines Legion do not have night blindness, so launching a night attack is feasible.

The Tiger Crouching Cannon took the lead and fired the first shot to knock down the sentry tower of the camp. Then more than 20 players who had been lurking around the camp launched a surprise attack, first attacking the awake sentries.

……

Marion woke up with a startled roar like thunder. Without taking off his chain mail, he quickly got out of his sleeping bag, grabbed the rapier gauntlet beside him, and rushed out of the tent.

Marion's tent was located in the center of the camp. When he left the tent, due to his vision problems, he did not notice the assassination at the edge of the camp, and the player did not notice him either.

Until Marion shouted loudly, asking the chaotic soldiers nearby to move closer to him.

"Soldiers, come here, come closer to your superiors, don't panic, don't make a scene, raise the flag, raise the flag!"

The soldier who rushed out from the next tent and followed Marion closely heard the words, hurriedly pulled out the flag he was carrying, tied it to his spear, and then raised it high.

With Marion standing here and the flag beside him, the soldiers who had been awakened by the bombardment and were in chaos and at a loss in the camp felt a backbone and subconsciously moved closer to him.

In a short while, a team of more than twenty people gathered around Marion, and some of them lit torches, trying their best to dispel the darkness and resist the players' attacks.

In the small camp, there were people running around, but there were more than 20 people here, holding torches in a particularly arrogant manner.

As expected, Barbarossa, who was still on the protruding rock, discovered the situation over there and quickly told Alibaba below.

Without a word, the latter raised a flintlock pistol of particularly large caliber, tilted it towards the center of the enemy camp and pulled the trigger.

After a gunshot, a "meteor" burning fiercely and releasing endless light and heat appeared above the camp, illuminating the crowd below.

This is a flintlock signal gun that can fire a flare that can hover at low altitude for one minute, briefly illuminating the battlefield. It is a product made by a handmade player. It costs fifty silver dollars a shot. Take it or not.

What is the purpose of firing this flare?
Of course it is to guide the artillery fire!
Several players who were a hundred meters away from the camp saw this scene. They shouted and adjusted the angles of the three tiger squat cannons placed on the ground.

"Shotgun ready, target, twelve o'clock, one hundred and thirty meters away, under the flare!"

A regiment can only purchase one Tiger Crouching Cannon, but Chris did not prohibit different regiments from pooling their own Tiger Crouching Cannons and using them together.

Players with superior knowledge know better than NPCs that artillery should be used in a concentrated manner. Only by concentrating can the artillery's power be maximized.

After more than ten seconds, the artillery players completed the adjustments.

"One shot is ready."

"Three shots..."

"Second Artillery!" "Fire!!!"

After three roars, a total of 150 lead bullets were ejected and flew towards the small group of infantry in the center of the camp.

Marion heard thunder outside the camp. He subconsciously looked up and then heard the sound of whistling through the air and wailing.

Marion himself also felt a punch on his shoulder and head. After he took two steps back, his eyes went dark and he fell backwards, unconscious.

The 150 lead bullets fired from the concentrated fire of the three tiger squat cannons covered the more than 20 infantrymen, killing more than a dozen of them at once. The remaining few were frightened and turned around to flee in the opposite direction.

While the other enemies in the camp were at a loss, not knowing whether to flee or continue to resist, the player's 100 reckless musketeers finally advanced slowly and approached 30 meters away from the camp.

Following the player's command, they collectively put down their flintlock rifles and fired a volley at the camp.

This wave of volleys finally broke the morale of the remaining people in the camp, causing them to flee desperately.

However, because they ran away, they avoided the head-on attack from more than 30 armored players behind them... Although the players behind them also had a backup plan, these unlucky guys would never be able to escape.

……

Just two simple artillery bombardments, plus a volley of fire from a hundred musketeers, and these unknown people who were suddenly attacked collapsed.

There was no way. Who made them so stupid as to camp in the valley? So when the night attack really happened, these people simply did not have enough space to resist the attack, and they could not even use tactical space to exchange for time.

From beginning to end, these people were clearly carrying muskets and bows and crossbows, but they were unable to form an effective resistance in the chaos.

Except for a few players who were injured among the first ones to rush into the camp and create chaos, no one in the entire assault team died.

This victory can be considered a big one.

None of the defeated enemies managed to escape. The valley behind was blocked. More than ten players carrying flintlock rifles formed a defense line that could be called the Wall of Sighs.

They took turns firing so that no one could get within ten meters of them in the narrow valley.

So when the large group of players behind finished dealing with the remaining stubborn elements in the camp, the blocked enemies would either die or raise their hands in surrender.

Only at this time did Barbarossa climb down the cliff with his hunting pet.

In order to protect his dog Huang, Barbarossa had been watching the show and did not participate in the battle. This messy environment was really not suitable for someone like him with a dog to participate.

If Ah Huang was accidentally hit by stray arrows or lead bullets on the battlefield, Barbarossa would be heartbroken.

"Hey, medic, come here quickly. I found an officer here. He doesn't look like he's dead yet..."

"Holy crap, what a surprise... Wait, what's that flag he's holding? Why is there a blue dolphin on it?"

"Hey, isn't this the royal emblem of the Kingdom of Minisia?"

(End of this chapter)