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Chapter 175 Mortar

The winter is strong winds, heavy snow is several feet deep, and the Riku defense line is dozens of kilometers away from the ridge. The temperature here is around minus 20 degrees Celsius all year round. Such a low temperature is a great test for the will of the soldiers.

"Everyone work harder to let this group of Belmars see, why are the Frost Goblins so powerful!"

A Goblin commander in a professional military uniform is giving orders to his subordinates.

I saw a huge lever standing horizontally. One end of the catapult car was filled with ice bombs loaded with wooden baskets, and the other end was dozens of ropes.

"One, two, three, launch!" Commander Goblin blew the attacking whistle.

Dozens of frost goblin soldiers pulled the rope together, and in just a moment, the ice bombs were like dark clouds, and they carried out intensive attacks towards the ridge.

Looking at the sky on Yang Jian's team again, there was a heavy hail rain.

"Damn it! How could the Toulous tribe have such a siege weapon?!"

Bob's body flashed left and right, and he slashed with a lightsaber, but he was finally not hit by the ice bomb.

After about a few minutes, the round of ice bomb attacks finally came to an end, and Yang Jian and others took a breath.

"It seems that offense is the best defense," Yang Jian said, pulling out a portable pocket mortar from the storage ring.

"This mortar inherits all the excellent characteristics of the previous generation. Look at its streamlined appearance." Yang Jian couldn't put it down and touched Cheng Liang's shell.

"It has an eighty-degree shooting angle." He set up a mortar to aim it in the direction of the Riku defense line and let the others retreat for several meters.

Then, Yang Jian took out a small piece of ** and carefully stuffed it into the muzzle.

"I suggest that everyone wear earplugs and don't be deafened later." After saying this, Yang Jian quickly took out a pair of earplugs and blocked the ear holes.

"Haha, Brother Jian, do you want to be so serious?" Bob shrugged, grimaced, and walked forward.

"How powerful can this little thing be?" Bao Zhuangshi stayed next to the mortar without hesitation, intending to hear how the "little firecracker" sounded.

Yang Jian, Hans and others wisely retreated thirty meters away and looked at Bao Zhuangshi and the small mortar from a distance.

Speaking of the Toulous tribe, Avalanche Rabina is inspecting the entire catapult formation.

"Sir, we will carry out a cover strike for about twenty minutes." Commander Goblin followed Rabina in a pleasant manner.

The subordinate race will never be able to raise its head in front of the main race elite.

"Yes," Rabina nodded slightly satisfied after seeing it.

"How is the impact? Both Patriarch Basir and I only want to see the results."

"I can guarantee that no human or animal can survive in the face of this powerful ice bomb!" Commander Goblin slapped his chest.

"Very good, this is the answer I want!" Rabina then showed a look of appreciation.

"After fighting this battle, I will give you Frost Goblin brothers tonight and give me some rewards."

"Mr. Rabina, I will do my best to do my best and be heartbroken!" Commander Goblin burst into tears of gratitude.

"Do it well, when our Toulous tribe enters the Central Plains, you will definitely have a place for your Frost Goblin tribe!"

Rabina looked up at the sky. At this time, the sun set, the setting sun was like blood, but it was a desolate landscape that could not be described.
Chapter completed!
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