When the Saintess Arrives, No King Exist-Chapter 600 - 569: For Freedom (6k - )_3

The white skull was exposed through the scalp, then casually thrown away, smashing it to death.

......

Retracting the binoculars, Dass closed his eyes and took a deep breath, pinching his palm as he struggled to suppress his anger.

"No way." As the temporary commander of the Guard Battle Group, Dass opened his eyes again, but his eyebrows were so furrowed they almost connected, "This might require a Helical Gun to penetrate armor."

Currently, the Helical Gunners are too far away, and Prince Kongdai is in a hollow, so it would be too late to dispatch them.

If only we could snipe Prince Kongdai with the Helical Gun, this battle might end immediately.

Dass turned to look at the right-wing army that had successfully pivoted, and the center troops climbing up and down the slopes.

They were carrying Holy Guns and dragging long spears, sweat pouring down as they ran towards the designated central hill, probably just one more hill to climb.

If Prince Kongdai attacked from behind or the side at this moment, even if the army did not collapse, it would be crippled.

But the four corps on the left wing also needed to retreat; originally, an alternating cover withdrawal was completely feasible, but Prince Kongdai's battlefield performance was unexpected to everyone.

Dass initially predicted that Prince Kongdai wouldn't enter the field so quickly, unfortunately, that prediction was wrong.

This Champion Knight is really different from an ordinary Titled Knight, like the time the Titled Knight Count Layenna was taken down in a single charge.

While sighing, Dass waved the flag: "Guard's Fourth and Fifth Corps, after the Third and Sixth Corps retreat, come down from the top of the slope, with the Long Spearmen covering the rear.

Tell Mormon to first throw a wave of clock bombs to slow them down, then fire two Red Dragon's Breaths and three Fireball Techniques with the ballista, harass them, and cover the corps' withdrawal.

Let's prepare the 3-Pound Falcon Cannon, instruct the company to launch once we reach the hill."

The so-called 3-Pound Falcon Cannon is essentially the original Spring Leather Cannon.

The Holy Gunners, honed to fire five shots, after enhancing with electric gold pendants, could barely fire a single shot from this Leather Cannon.

But this type of 3-pound leather cannon was hastily made after the spread of electric gold, with only twelve made, each costing 40 gold pounds.

Each battle group was equipped with four cannons; Horn himself was allocated two, and an additional four including the new two were stationed at the Damp Dock to prevent a surprise home attack by Prince Kongdai.

With Dass's command, the grinding sound of wheels turning emanated from the slope.

The main and auxiliary gunners, alongside the service soldiers, pushed the cannon racks, slowly moving the four Falcon Cannons toward the edge of the hill.

This bronze spring cannon weighs around 160 pounds, equipped with a two-wheeled cannon rack that can be pulled by a horse or two to three people.

Originally, it should weigh only about 120 pounds since the cannon body only serves to guide the trajectory of grapeshot and protect the triggering rod.

But the dwarf artisans of the ry Court Barracks added a lot of unnecessary embellishments on the cannon body and affixed an eagle head to the muzzle, adding two exquisite copper wings on the cannon.

This made the originally lighter spring cannon weigh a whole 20 pounds more than the historic leather cannon.

If it weren't for the impending war, Horn would have loved to send it back to the armory workshop in Gray Furnace Town for recasting.

Amidst the heavy turning of gears, the main and auxiliary gunners made slight adjustments to the cannon body, aiming at the hill where the war monks were withdrawing.

At that moment, the two hills, seventy to eighty meters apart, were within the maximum destructive range of the 3-Pound Falcon Cannon.

Once Prince Kongdai climbs the hill, the 3-pound cannon can fire immediately.

With the turning of the spring key, Dass heard successive clicks, understanding this meant the spring cannon was ready.

It's just waiting for Prince Kongdai to climb the hill…

"Dass Warlord, look over there!"

"What?" Dass immediately raised his binoculars.

In the black outline of the field of view through the binoculars, the war banner representing the Kingfisher was already rushing down from the first hill, heading towards the second hill.

They abandoned the pursuit of the remaining Salvation Army, choosing instead to attack the troops on the slope.

"How did it happen so fast? What's Mormon doing, where are the clock bombs? Our infantry hasn't retreated yet!" Dass was so anxious he could leap into the air on the spot.

At this moment, within his view, Prince Kongdai and his designated company were no longer visible, meaning they were charging up the slope.

"Mormon, Mormon!" Dass shouted in desperation at the absent clock bombs and fireball techniques, his mouth burning with frustration.

If the Red Dragon's Breath doesn't fire now, it will be too late! That's an entire corps!

Putting down the binoculars, Dass shouted hoarsely toward the distant hill: "Mormon, Patrick, where the hell is my Dragon's Breath?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, five groups of flames rose from one side of the hill, landing on the slopes of the second hill.

The raging flames erupted, engulfing nearby trees and vegetation, smoke billowing; under Mormon's precise control, a wall of fire erected itself in front of Prince Kongdai.

The clock bombs leaped onto the first outermost hollow, sending invisible shockwaves sweeping across as mercenaries and squire knights from the Hawk Group quickly rolled down the slope.

With the fire wall in place, the Close Guard Cultivators finally seized the opportunity to retreat from the hill.

Gazing at the fiercely burning wall of fire before him, Prince Kongdai removed his helmet, the hot wind blowing his black hair, standing dazedly as if in a trance. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

To intercept the enemy? But it's too late; if he charges to the top of the slope and then down again, this fire wall would have been for nothing.