Being a lord in another world begins with farming

Chapter 345 Barbarians and Guns

Death is scary, but it cannot stop the barbarians. As long as they can get enough harvest, no barbarian will be afraid of death.

The harsh living environment taught the Northland barbarians how to adapt to death early on. In fact, from the day the Northland barbarians were born, they were fighting against death, so they had already learned to face death calmly in order to survive.

What's more, war makes people grow up. The northern barbarian warriors who are accustomed to hunting lightly now put on heavy leather jackets sewn with multiple layers of fur. In addition to weapons, they also carry shields, although they are only covered on fixed wooden bars. With several layers of animal skin, the defense is still good, which makes them full of confidence in this war.

Especially the number of barbarians in the north. In addition to the three thousand old barbarians who serve as the vanguard, there are also five thousand barbarian warriors and thousands of barbarian recruits. They are the past, backbone and future of the tribe. Now they will join the battle together.

"Great Shaman, the ancestor altar has been prepared, and all the shamans and ancestor warriors have gathered there." A middle-aged shaman said respectfully to the great shaman who was sitting in front of the fire and wandering around.

The great shaman was too old. It took him a while to wake up. He nodded when he heard the words, then stood up unsteadily with the help of his cane and said to the middle-aged shaman.

"The enemy in front of us cannot be underestimated. We need the power of our ancestors to ensure that we can win the final victory. As long as we can win, it will be worth what we are paying now." In the final analysis, the great shaman is not confident enough. After all, the barbarians in the north are too far away from civilization. It's been too long, and I've stayed in the same place for too long.

When humans used stone axes, barbarians also used stone axes.

When humans picked up bronze swords, barbarians were still using stone axes.

While humans forged steel, barbarians still used stone axes.

When the wise men among the barbarians realized this, they tried to change. The result was an unprecedented war with humans, which not only interrupted the evolution of the barbarians, but also almost broke off the original inheritance of the barbarians.

So this time when going south, in addition to plundering food and tools, what the great shaman values ​​most is the population and craftsmen of the southern barbarians of the empire. As long as they plunder enough slaves, they will get a steady stream of food and weapons, even if these are not made by the barbarians themselves. , can also make up for the shortcomings of the barbarians, so there is no room for failure in this battle.

The ancestral altar made of clay is filled with all kinds of sacrificial supplies. The spices that are not used in daily life are piled up like firewood and lit. In the smoke, the great shaman raises his hands high, leading all the shamans to look toward nature and all things. , praying to the ancestors and giving strength to the warriors of the tribe in front of them.

"For the tribe!" The great shaman roared at the top of his lungs, awakening the blood of all the barbarians. They followed the warriors among the barbarians on the journey. Only the ancestor warriors remained to pray to their ancestors. The longer they prayed, the more they obtained their ancestors. The more blessings there are, the more powerful they will be, and they will be the most crucial part of this war.

Owen had already released the one-eyed giant eagle, and there was more than one, projecting a thirty-mile radius of the North City onto the sand table. At this time, he had a God's perspective and fully grasped the maneuvers of both sides, so he could clearly see the changes in the barbarians.

With just one trial, the northern barbarians mastered many techniques for siege. In addition to being equipped with heavy leather jackets and shields, they also carried hooks and long ladders, which were divided into three parts.

The old barbarian took thousands of new barbarian soldiers and divided them into two, and came to the two wings of the North City to launch an attack. This would involve many troops in the North City, because if they were not careful, the barbarians would rush up the city wall. By then, the advantage of firearms would be wiped out, and instead they would fall into Disadvantages.

For this reason, Howard divided the three battalions into mixed groups and handed them over to Baron Charlie, Knight Monk, and Knight Kayla respectively. They each led a group of recruited musketeers to garrison the other three city walls, while he led the city defense troops to resist the main force of the barbarians.

As the commander of the city defense army, Hogg automatically became Howard's deputy, and the father and son fought together today.

When the troops in Beicheng were mobilized, the barbarian warriors did not stop. They were like a torrent, trampling the originally fluffy farmland as hard as stone. The momentum was so great that the expressions of Howard and his son changed slightly.

These barbarian warriors are not old and weak. Each one is at the peak of his life. He is over two meters tall, weighs more than 300 kilograms, has a thick frame and well-developed muscles. When he runs, he looks like a migrating buffalo herd. Fortunately, it was a city defense battle. If it were a field battle, even if Howard was given the same number of firearms troops, he would not be sure of victory.

"The cannon battalion fires!" The huge momentum of the barbarian warriors made Howard immediately realize that the enemy did not test this time and planned to defeat them in a single fight, so he no longer had the idea of ​​holding back or luring the enemy deeper.

Following Howard's order, the fifty twelve-pound cannons placed in the open space behind the city wall roared immediately. Not long after, the same sound of cannons also sounded on both sides of the North City, but there was no momentum here. After all, the entire Fifty of the eighty twelve-pound cannons in the North City are here.

In the gushing and spreading smoke, the explosive bullets crossed the city wall and streaked across the sky, falling on the charging path of the barbarian warriors, and then released flowers of death to plunder the lives around them.

Explosive bombs are nothing compared to the technology of today's territory. However, due to cost considerations, the shells are not filled with black glue, but with a high-quality and cheap magic horn tree powder mixture. It is more powerful than black powder, but it is It's not too strong. The effective killing range of each one is thirty to fifty meters.

Unfortunately, the shock wave weakened too quickly and there were not enough shell fragments, otherwise the effective damage would be at least a hundred meters away. But even so, a round of shelling would take away at least three to five hundred people.

The barbarian warriors who encountered shelling for the first time did not panic for too long. After being blessed by the shaman, they not only gained stronger strength and faster speed, but also shielded themselves from fear and pain. As long as they could not be killed, they would They will continue to fight, even if they become weak afterwards, but as long as they can win, they will win.

The power of the cannon is good, but the longer barrel makes reloading a troublesome task, and a second round of bombardment cannot be carried out in a short period of time.

However, there is never a shortage of artillery in the North City. After the enemy steps into the shooting range, the eight-pounder cannon on the city wall emplacement roars.

The power of the eight-pounder cannon's shells is smaller, but it can't hold up in large numbers and has a fast rate of fire, especially the multiple-unit cannon. As long as the multiple-unit cannons are not exhausted, the rate of fire of this thing is faster than that of a musket. After a lot of bombardment, The dense barbarian charging formation became full of pits and pits. If the barbarians had not already taken the lead and charged with all their heart, they would have been in chaos.

But when the great shaman at the back saw this, his heart went cold and he had a bad premonition.

"When our warriors rush to the city wall, immediately let the ancestor warriors go into battle." The great shaman ordered a little tiredly. The surrounding shamans nodded and kept their eyes on the battlefield, because they also noticed the battle situation and did not imagine it. So optimistic.

"Now the southern barbarians of the empire are like this." Although a shaman did not finish his words, everyone knew what the last two words were, powerful.

Yes, no matter how much you don't want to admit it, the brave barbarian warriors suffered such heavy casualties before they even got close to the enemy. If the opponent had more firearms, wouldn't it mean that they wouldn't even have a chance to fight in close combat?

Having lost the chance of close combat, what can the barbarian warriors do no matter how strong they are?