This group of cannon fodder who came in for support can be said to be really cannon fodder.

Even Raymond Soucy and Robert Smith couldn't help but wonder if those two guys had randomly grabbed 50,000 men to fill up their numbers after receiving their letter asking for help.

In fact, it's pretty much the same.

At that time, the two Europa players who received the letter asking for help were busy opening up territories in their own world and attacking the local indigenous people.

During this entire process, in order to maximize their profits, they would often arm the first batch of indigenous people they recruited, and then let the armed indigenous people fight other indigenous people.

This can not only avoid damage to the regular army, but also provide practical training to the recruited indigenous people. The most important thing is that they are just a bunch of indigenous people. Even if they die or become disabled, they do not need to pay pensions, and they can save money internally.

Next a lot of money.

And this time, according to the wishes of Raymond Soucy and Robert Smith, the batch of cannon fodder sent over was none other than the natives.

What I have to say here is that many ordinary people always have the illusion that even an ordinary person can show some value to the battlefield with a gun.

It seems that the easy-to-use characteristics of firearms have greatly reduced the gap between ordinary people and regular soldiers.

But in fact, the gap here is huge.

Yes, according to human physique, without wearing effective armor, as long as the bullet hits the vital point, there is no doubt that you will die, but the sad thing is that you can't hit the opponent at all. This kind of people, in the game circle

Commonly known as the master of human body drawing.

In reality, a series of effects such as the feel, ballistics, recoil, etc. of firearms are much more complicated than in games.

There is even a high possibility that you will not be able to pass the psychological endurance test. Once you go to the battlefield, you will break out in cold sweat, your hands will tremble, and you will not be able to hold the gun steady. Recognizing the reality is not just a matter of typing on the keyboard.

A situation that can be stabilized.

Today's batch of indigenous cannon fodder may be more reliable than ordinary trash fish, but compared with soldiers of the regular army, they are still far behind.

In the hail of bullets, killing them was as easy as mowing grass.

A round of volleys crushed them, and the group of natives fell in pieces. A high-explosive bombardment could directly clear an area.

Obviously, those indigenous cannon fodders did not know how to avoid flying bullets as much as possible during the charge, how to protect their fatal vitals, and how to deal with emergency situations after being shot. These professional qualities,

They don't have it.

It can only be said that the gap in combat effectiveness is so great that they did not even have a chance to counterattack when facing the Beishan Army.

Thousands of indigenous cannon fodder continued to fall. The soldiers did not know how many enemies they had shot and killed. Anyway, the number of corpses piled up in the canyon was quite exaggerated.

Even Robert Smith and Raymond Southey in the rear had to admit that every soldier in this garrison was indeed well-trained!

The gap in strength between the native cannon fodder and those elite soldiers has become so great that they feel miserable.

However, Robert Smith was not in a hurry to let his regular troops rush forward.

At this moment, he naturally has his own purpose.

The purpose of this bunch of native cannon fodder is to consume and attract the enemy's firepower.

But at the same time, he actually has another purpose, which is to see if he can deceive the opponent's hidden cards, such as strategic-level powerful attacks.

As long as the opponent reveals and uses that trump card, then the regular army under his command will be able to launch a formal attack without restraint.

"General..."

The battle on the main battlefield is not as easy as it seems.

Although the native cannon fodder was very weak, their numbers were staggering. Facing this suicidal attack, the deputy general standing at the rear began to sweat on his forehead.

In comparison, Zhao Pan, as the general of Beishan Fortress, is still as motionless as a mountain at this moment, overlooking the entire battlefield from a calm angle, and carefully analyzing the situation in front of him, trying to figure out the enemy's intentions.

intention.

At this same time, a communications soldier quickly ran over and reported to Zhao Pan the battle situation in the canyon.

After hearing this, Zhao Pan had a flash of thinking in his eyes.

"The battle above the canyon has begun, but only the orc army has come. The other enemy's regular human army has not been seen yet. Is the other party testing my trump card?"

Zhao Pan couldn't help but frown slightly when he thought of this, and then spoke in a deep voice...

"Let the mage troops prepare and wait for my order."

"yes!"

Outside the Beishan Fortress, countless indigenous cannon fodder paved a bloody road with corpses, constantly approaching the Beishan Army's defense line.

"Damn it! How many people are there in this gang?!"

Gritting their teeth, the dwarf bombardiers began to throw high-explosive grenades one by one.

One hundred thousand people is a number that is far more terrifying and heavier than they imagined.

The densely packed corpses were almost everywhere, causing the psychological pressure of the Beishan Army soldiers to increase little by little.

Blood spurted out and severed limbs flew everywhere. Looking at the enemy troops charging closer and closer, Zhao Pan finally spoke.

"Do it!"

With an order, at this moment, within the Beishan Fortress, a brilliance of magic suddenly shone, adding a magical atmosphere to the entire battlefield.

The next second, the flying spell attack directly raised the defensive firepower of the Beishan Army to a higher level.

Seeing this scene, Robert Smith, who was at the back, was obviously refreshed, but then his brows furrowed involuntarily.

"Is this the opponent's trump card?"

This was obviously different from what he expected.

Is he overthinking it? Or is it that the opponent’s real trump card hasn’t been revealed yet?

With a pair of eyes fixed on the battle situation in front of him, a drop of cold sweat slowly slipped down on Robert Smith's forehead. There was no time to hesitate. The attack of the mage troops made the firepower of Beishan Fortress suddenly become more fierce.

The combined spell attack of the film was thrown out, and the efficiency of killing the native cannon fodder was simply frightening.

Under the current situation, the remaining indigenous cannon fodder can at least attract another wave of firepower for them, giving them a chance for their regular army to rush to the Beishan Fortress.

But if we wait any longer, the native cannon fodder will die less and less. When the time comes, if we try to use them as cover, we will have no chance...

Thinking of this, Robert Smith couldn't help gritting his teeth.

"My dear, take a gamble! Raymond, we launch a frontal attack! Let your armored beast charge again!"
Chapter completed!