Chapter 165 (2/2)

Lord of War Wooden cow cat 41020K 2022-07-24

Without the slightest hesitation, Puda immediately walked around the other side of the roof, fell to a balcony below, opened the window, entered the house, and then came out from the front. Everyone is looking at Puda and waiting for his orders. At this moment, Puda is the backbone of this people's army. As long as you see him, the whole people's army will feel at ease. As for whether they will die here today, the militia don't care, because this is their first battle to defend their homeland!

”How are the townspeople retreating?” Puda asked.

”There are many people in the town. It will take about half an hour to retreat into the shelter.” A middle-aged man said, ”this is the shortest time recorded during the drill. On average, it takes at least 40 to 50 minutes!”

”Everyone, immediately move cabinets and tables from the surrounding houses and pile them here!” Puda seemed to have made up his mind and shouted, ”move faster. The more we move, the greater our chances of survival Harbinger's snake, those bastards didn't disperse their troops. They made it clear that they despised us, so we'll give them a stop here! Hold on for at least 50 minutes, and then we'll turn to street fighting! ”

Hearing Puda's order, all the militia quickly rushed into the nearby house, began to carry out the cabinets, dining tables and other large furniture, and began to pile them up and arrange them as obstacles according to Puda's instructions. This is not to stop the enemy's attack, but to resist the enemy's bow and arrow shooting. The effective shooting distance of the short bow is only 100 meters. Although it is better than the hunting bow, the bow string is not a strong string, so the penetration of shooting will be slightly lighter. At least these tables can block the arrows.

As for others, Puda can't think too much, because his militia only have an ordinary long gun. Although a few people have hunting bows, there are not many arrows, and they are only sharpened wood arrows, not even a real arrow with an iron arrow.

But these are all the weapons of the whole militia!

When all the furniture in the neighborhood was moved, it piled up at the gate of the town, but it still looked like a drop in the ocean. It was impossible to cover it completely.

Seeing this scene, Puda clenched his teeth and left 100 militia here, while others were divided into several teams, and several of them, who also had some prestige, led the team and dispersed to all parts of the town to prepare for an alley battle with each other. Of the 100 remaining militia, only more than 30 remained behind these obstacles, while the other 50 or 60 hid in the surrounding houses and rushed out to support them at the right time.

”Miss Cecilia, I'll trouble you soon.” Puda said respectfully to Cecilia.

The identity of a magician is enough to make anyone's attitude very respectful, even if the other party is no matter how young.

”You're welcome. It's my duty to help this town.” Cecilia smiled, and the militia next to her who were peeking at Cecilia looked straight. ”Don't worry, Puda town will be able to hold it.”

”Miss Cecilia, it will be very dangerous here later. You'd better hide in the house first and then seem to give us some support.” Puda looked at Cecilia hiding under these cabinets and tables like herself, and finally couldn't help but say.

When did he see a magician like this? He had participated in two wars before. Which of those magicians was not superior? Usually, they even sat in a carriage. They would get off the carriage to perform some magic only when necessary. They even have a high degree of independent judgment. Once they find that the war is bad, they can leave at the first time, or refuse to waste magic, which Puda has seen with his own eyes in the past two wars.

So Puda was really flattered by Cecilia's behavior.

”No, Sean said. If the magician doesn't personally feel the situation on the front line of the battlefield, any combat experience is false.” Cecilia shook her head and refused.

She knew very well that she could grow so fast because Sean was a wonderful flower and death seeking experience for magicians. But it was because she trusted Sean that Cecilia did it without hesitation, and the facts proved that these experiences were very valuable. At least now Cecilia's judgment on the battle situation was sharper than any magician, which she had never learned in the college before.

Puda had wanted to say something, but seeing Cecilia's attitude so firm, he kept silent, but he was really curious about the Lord named Sean. I didn't see the Lord here. He thought the other party must have found an excuse to run away. After all, which Lord doesn't cherish his life? But now he looked forward to the Lord.

At this time, the attack of habinder snake on Puda town finally began( To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)