Chapter 1477: Invincible Firearm (V)

"The military genius brought Zizhi Tongjian to another world ()"

As long as the musketeers on the opposite side can get within his attack range, Doppler is confident that he can rely on his superior force and the flail in his hand to defeat the musketeers' formation in one breath.

——Not even close! Not even close!

Doppler yelled crazily in his heart.

Doppler can guarantee that this is definitely the most nervous and frightening moment he has felt since the military.

Even in the battle when he led a handful of troops to attack the prairie people's army in the Far East and rescued Emperor Shade, Doppler was never so nervous or scared.

The fear in Doppler's heart at this time was the fear of the unknown.

The fear of this unknown weapon that has never been seen before.

This kind of weapon has completely broken Doppler's previous understanding and imagination of weapons.

At the same time, Doppler was certain that this weapon also broke the rules of war that had existed for thousands of years.

Maybe if it takes a little longer and gets more information about this new type of weapon, they should be able to figure out a way to restrain this new type of weapon in the future.

But now they have no other choice but to use their lives to pile up victory.

——Only... a few steps away!

Doppler noticed early that because he rushed to the ground too hard, he had left his men far behind early.

He was at the front, only a few steps away from the musketeers of the Hiran Army.

As long as they cross this distance, Doppler can attack the musketeers of the Hiran Army.

Doppler could already see the frightened expressions on the faces of the musketeers standing in the front row because of his approach.

But at this moment...

boom!

puff.

The sound of something being shot through, and the sound of something entering the flesh, sounded at an extremely close distance from the Doppler.

Then, a sharp pain that he had never experienced before spread from Doppler's right shoulder to Doppler's whole body.

Doppler had never tried this kind of pain before.

The entire wound seemed to be on fire.

“Ahhhhh——!”

Even a battle-hardened warrior like Doppler couldn't help but scream in pain and scream when faced with this severe pain.

Under the influence of this pain, Doppler was no longer able to rush forward, and could only fall to the ground with hatred only a few steps away from the Musketeers.

"What's this……"

Doppler used his left hand to cover his right shoulder.

Just now, a projectile penetrated his shield and then shot into his right shoulder.

The pain not only prevented Doppler from standing up, but also made him unable to hold the flail.

"What is this pain... about?"

Cold sweat continued to break out from Doppler's forehead.

At this moment, Doppler finally understood that those soldiers would scream in pain after being hit by the musket.

The pain of being hit by an arrow is nothing compared to the pain of being hit by something fired from this musket.

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…

Doppler's fall was a fatal blow to the morale of his men.

Originally, it was because of Doppler's courage that many soldiers dared to muster the courage to charge towards unknown weapons like muskets that they had never seen before.

And now - Doppler, who was invincible in their eyes, has also fallen, and he can't even stand up after falling. The morale and fighting spirit of many soldiers have collapsed...

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Frank army, this formation.

"No way..." Erich closed his eyes in pain, "We have no way to deal with the musketeers of the Hiran Army..."

"Well..." Rudolph on the side also closed his eyes in pain.

In order to deal with the musketeers of the Hiran Army, they have used all the tricks they can use.

However - no matter what method they used, there was nothing they could do against the Hiran army's musketeers...

Not even the musketeers of the Hiran Army could deal with it;

Then repelling Xilan's army becomes nonsense...

"...Rudolf." Erich slowly opened his eyes that had been closed due to pain, "We...have no chance of winning anymore. Let's withdraw our troops..."

"Withdrawing our troops now, we can retain as much of the combat power of our Frank army as possible..."

"Well..." Rudolf nodded, "You are right...withdraw your troops...we can't defeat the Xilan army..."

With nothing to do against the Musketeers, they no longer have any hope of repelling the Hiran army - although they don't want to admit it, this has become a cold fact...

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Xilan Army, this formation.

"Oh?" El on the watchtower raised his eyebrows, "Did the Frank army retreat..."

The constantly changing and slowly retreating Frankish army's formation all declared to El the fact that the Frankish army had begun to retreat.

In El's eyes, the Frankish commander's decision to retreat decisively was indeed - quite wise.

After finding that his musketeers were unable to compete with him, they retreated decisively to preserve the combat power of their Frankish army as much as possible.

Such decisive judgment and action made El have to speak highly of the commander of the Frank army.

However, praise is praise, and as the commander-in-chief of Hiran's army, El still has to do what he should do.

El divided the entire army into two parts.

One part pursued the retreating Frank army.

The other part cleaned up the battlefield and swept away the remnants of the defeated soldiers on the battlefield.

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"Quick! There is an enemy general here!"

"Quick! Spearmen, come forward! Surround and kill this enemy general!"

"His right shoulder seems to be injured! Kill him!"

"He is wearing such high-level armor, and he must be a big shot of the enemy! Kill him! Share the credit!"

"Uh ah ah ah ah——!"

"Ah ah ah!"

"Uh... my hand!! Uh!"

"Why is this guy so strong!"

"Don't be afraid! He is only one person! As long as we go together, we can kill him!"

"That's right! Don't be afraid!"

"No! This is a monster! We can't be the opponent of this monster!"

"I won't fight anymore!"

"I won't fight anymore! How can we be the opponent of this monster!"

"Ah ah ah ah——!"

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"What?"

El raised his eyebrows and looked at the messenger beside him.

"There is a very strong enemy general? Even hundreds of pikemen besieged him, but they couldn't do anything to him?"

"Yes, yes!" the messenger said in a panic, "The enemy general is using a flail! No matter how many people are there, they can't get close to him!"

"Flail?" El frowned slightly, "I see..."

The Frankish general who is skilled in using the flail - El has guessed who this guy is.

"I understand." El nodded, "Go and call Gabriel and the musketeers for me."

"Yes!"