A strange world

Chapter 799 Section 30. Deal with the Skaven Troops

The Wutai Orichalcum cannon pushed by the goblin golem attracted the attention of some leaders.

Except for the military minister of the Windmill Principality who has seen its power, other leaders have become very interested in these weapons that have been lying around for days.

Not to mention anything else, just the barrel of the gun that can fit four to five people is enough to make people imagine.

Mounting the orichalcum artillery about three hundred meters behind the battle line, on a low hill three to four meters higher than the surrounding area, Annan handed a bag of mushroom bombs to the artillery centurion of Hellfire: "Shoot on target, hit the elite of the rat." Rat Tide, I will reward you with half...half a bag of gold coins."

This is a rare reward for the stingy Annan.

"Yes, sir!"

The excited centurion directed the soldiers to aim their guns at the elite rats in the rat tide, and then repeatedly adjusted the angle. When the battle line had retreated a hundred meters, and Annan couldn't help but want to kick him in the butt, he asked the soldiers to Raise the torch, light the orichalcum cannon, and then move away in unison.

Annan, who retreated ten meters away, covered his ears and narrowed his black eyes.

The military minister who knew what was going to happen also covered his ears. Before the remaining people had time to react, the fuse burned to the end.

Bang...

Like a giant's foot stepping heavily on his side, the loud sound that made his heart stop suddenly spread outward at a terrifying speed along with the rising sand and dust from the low hill.

The roaring sound of the dragon echoed throughout the battlefield.

Those who stood within thirty meters without covering their ears stood there in a daze, and their minds within a hundred meters were buzzing...

A similar thing happened when the orichalcum artillery was tested - the soldiers who tested it thought it was only more powerful than the magic artillery, and only retreated five meters away... but their internal organs were shattered by the sound of the launch.

The long-range team who saw this scene stopped their movements and watched as the five shells, with their dull whistling, passed through a long arc and smashed into the rat tide from 500 to 800 yards.

The first cannonball that landed hit the rear of the elite rat tide, immediately killing several elite rats who were covered in armor like iron cans. The terrifying kinetic energy carried the solid cannonball forward and continued to crush a cavity of more than 20 meters. Here, the Elite Rat looks like a bottle knocked over by a bowling ball.

They were lucky, or the Centurion did have talent. Three of the five shells landed around the elite rat tide, and the other two smashed into the rat tide. After landing, they bounced up and crashed again. They rolled unstoppably a hundred meters away, leaving a mess of meat wherever they passed.

The record of five shells should be more than two hundred elite rats and nearly two thousand slave rats...

The effect of mushroom bombs and orichalcum cannons is much better than throwing them alone in a swarm of rats.

This kind of power is probably only comparable to the power of spells above the seventh level, and it can even make the ratmen around them temporarily stagnant.

The coalition forces around the battlefield raised their heads and looked at the culprit of all this——

The dust covering the low hill dispersed, and the goblin golem was still holding down the orichalcum cannon, but the arms holding the cannon were full of cracks - luckily it was easy to repair.

"Lord Annan, do you still want to continue?"

The centurion came running and shouted loudly that he could no longer hear.

Annan was the same, with a buzzing in his ears: "Use the remaining mushroom bombs."

Anyway, someone will come to pay the bill soon.

The centurion ran back excitedly. Seeing this, Annan and the people around him quickly moved away from the range of the orichalcum cannon.

At this time, the earl of the Principality of Sike came over with a flattering smile.

"Your Excellency Annan, you said 20% off..."

Annan smiled and said, "It's still valid."

The second appearance of the orichalcum artillery brought a large number of orders for magic guns——

As for why it was an order for a magic gun... because after Annan said its selling price, everyone's thought was "Why don't you go and grab it!?"

For the money I spent on the orichalcum cannon, I can even hire a legendary mage to bombard me wildly for an hour. Isn’t the effect better than your orichalcum cannon?

But why did you still spend money... it represents goodwill.

The things Annan tinkered with were getting more and more terrifying. Who knew whether something powerful and cheap would really appear in the future.

Some leaders are inexplicably uneasy. Their status is based on the transcendent status of professionals. If ordinary people were allowed to have such terrifying power...

I hope there won't be such a day in the future.

The appearance of the coalition forces and the sound of artillery that spread across the battlefield finally made it unbearable for the command hidden in the rat tide. A large piece of the rat tide peeled off from the waves surrounding Black Watch and spread toward the coalition forces.

Annan and the others put away the orichalcum cannon and all the baggage and ran away.

With nearly 7,000 elites in the coalition, they easily distanced themselves from the chasing rat tide, and then let the long-range team continue to consume the rat men.

This constant pull made the commander hidden in the rat tide unable to restrain himself, and frequently issued orders to send more ratmen to pursue the coalition forces.

The coalition finally found it difficult. Just when Annan wanted to take the support team to the sky above the rat tide to consume them, the rat tide suddenly fell into chaos.

The originally orderly pursuit suddenly became scattered, even crowded and trampled on each other.

Then, a terrifying tide of magic came from the north.

The coalition forces, who guessed what Black Watch should have done, seized the opportunity and began to harvest the chaotic ratmen, even letting them scatter.

As they guessed, not long after, news came from the north - because the commander of the Rat Tide frequently issued orders, Black Watch determined the command's position and sent a group of mages to eliminate the Rat Tide commander.

Without a command, the rat tide lost its cohesion. The smarter rat warlocks and champion rats fled back to the north, while the reckless rats and slave rats just ran away in any direction...

The originally evenly matched battle turned into a simple "catching pig" with the defeat of the rat tide - the coalition forces were chasing rat people everywhere outside the Great Wall in the north.

Annan no longer led nearly 30,000 people running around in the forest. He let them "free", including the military minister of the Windmill Principality and the earl of the Saike Principality.

Next, Annan sat on the back of the white dragon, looking for places where rats were densely populated, and then released the Hellfire Legion, harvesting bag after bag of rat ears.

The storm has dissipated, but the sky is still gloomy, and drizzle falls from time to time, indicating that the rainy season is still continuing.

During this period, Annan returned to the camp they spent two days building, but the rain made it difficult to ignite. Fortunately, the rat carcasses never rotted.

Annan had no choice but to put it here temporarily and wait for the weather to come again to burn the rat corpse.

On the sixth day of the hunting plan, except for the Skaven who ran too far and were too scattered, the Skaven forward was completely eaten by the coalition forces.

The Great Northern Wall ordered all coalition forces to return early and announced that a celebration banquet for the success of the hunt would be held tonight.

Annan returned to his room and meditated all day long.

When I woke up, it seemed as if there were still undulating white dragon spines under my buttocks, and the sound of gunfire was still ringing in my ears.