The road to national restoration that began at the end of the century - #292 - Chapter 293: No squatting
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Da da da!
Bang bang bang!
Compared to Zelen, who was sitting peacefully in his office, listening to Qin’s report and thinking about missile cannons and mortars, Donghe on Jaya Island was overwhelmed by the violent sound of gunfire and couldn’t raise his head.
because……
Poof!
The regular army from the Krorod Empire has sent armored vehicles to land and launched the first round of offensive on the west side of the castle.
Faced with such an emergency, Donghe didn’t even have time to grab the trident, so he was forced to rush into the nearest trench under the orders of the sheep-headed chief, wearing a burning helmet and a cross sword.
Even though the artillery fire from the opposite side was a bit fierce, another group of teammates were blown away on the spot.
But Donghe didn’t have time to think too much, especially when about 200 meters in front of him, a row of green-painted tracked tanks were firing in his direction, and there were also a large number of infantry firing towards him. The position was strafed.
no way.
In order to survive, Donghe’s only choice was to concentrate his energy and then aim the extended visor part of the burning helmet at one of the tracked tanks.
Although doing this is a bit like hitting a stone with an egg, the Burning Helmet is Donghye’s only long-range equipment that can attack all targets within the visual range. Donghye has to concentrate as much as possible and concentrate on the Burning Helmet. With the ability, project the power of your own spiritual will onto a point on the tracked chariot.
So, with his gritted teeth and persistence, and trying his best to ignore the wails of his surrounding comrades, the first tracked tank was finally ignited by his spiritual power and burst into bright flames.
However, there was more than one chariot on the opposite side, and he even heard some kind of rapid scream above his head…
Mortar blast!
Donghe, who had guessed something, immediately squatted down in the trench without saying a word, silently enduring the terrifying bombardment of the gunfire and rain outside.
“Get up! Do you know how to use this longbow? Shoot to death those rebels who disobey the true God!”
Obviously, even if he was squatting in the trench like an ostrich, a certain sheep-headed man officer would directly kick him hard on the buttocks, making him quickly continue to resist.
But here comes the problem.
Donghyuk doesn’t know how to use a bow, nor how to nock an arrow or draw the bow, nor how to make his arrow hit the opponent.
Therefore, Donghe, whose eyes were darkened, was immediately punched by the sheep-headed chief.
“Idiot, you can’t even use a bow, what are you doing with your hands? You might as well just chop them off!”
“Stop! Now is not the time for punishment, just let him stay put and continue to resist!”
Nailed in place?
Before Donghye could realize that he had been punched hard in the face and his nose was bleeding, he found that he was cursed by another sheep-headed chief who suddenly rushed over. Suddenly, his legs could not bend and he could not squat down at all. He could only stand there facing the enemy’s fire.
“Give me a long memory in the future!”
Along with a harsh word left by a sheep-headed chief who had already drawn his long sword and originally wanted to cut off Donghe’s hands, Donghe, who continued to face the opponent’s gunfire, made a serious mistake.
Can’t squat down, stay where you are…
He really couldn’t think of anything right now and was completely at a loss.
But compared to him standing still, the crossbowmen next to him fired arrows with poisonous pustules at the opponent’s troops, creating a large area of green poisonous mist for the opponent.
Donghyuk, who finally had some recollection of this, refocused his energy and used the burning helmet to burn the enemy troops.
Yes.
This is the fate of a cannon fodder. There is no guarantee that one day the trenches will be filled directly.
Just like Donghe now, even if he wants to hide in the trench and pretend to be dead, the sheep-headed chief will give him a punch.
Even the long sword of the goat-headed chief…
Anyway, while the opponent’s firepower is not so intensive now, continue to carry out burning attacks on the opponent, otherwise he will really have to fill the trench.
Moreover, he has always had a problem that he couldn’t figure out.
Why don’t the commanders have anti-armor weapons that can fight armor?
Bows and crossbows, no matter how you look at them, they don’t look like weapons that can repel the opponent’s armored tanks.
But this confusion did not last long. Donghe soon saw a group of tall men with gray-green skin crossing over his head, charging towards each other with high steps.
Orcs.
The ace of a hundred battles mentioned by the sheep-headed chief, a large warrior who claims to be able to defeat any so-called warrior in the world, has officially appeared.
At the same time, what frightened him very much was that the wild orcs were not afraid of any poisonous gas at all. Their skin was rough and their flesh was so tough that they were not afraid of ordinary small-arms fire. There was no emotion like fear at all.
Is it possible…
Donghe didn’t dare to continue thinking about something. He had to fight until the curse on him was lifted.
Especially when these big guys who are at least three meters tall are blocking many cannonballs and missiles for themselves.
Although the Wild Orcs are all a bunch of violent and reckless men who rely solely on brute force to smash things with their bare hands.
but……
I really hope that the flag of the regular army of the Krurod Empire on the opposite side will not continue to fly and will not continue to appear in front of my eyes.
Otherwise, his life would definitely not be too good, and he would even face the possibility of being killed on the spot by various weapons anytime, anywhere.
In short, as these wild orcs rushed into the poisonous smoke, the originally very dense gunfire stopped temporarily, and was replaced by the impact of various violent smashing objects.
It seems that next…well!
Perhaps it was because the wild orcs had really repelled the Rimai people who came at the door, Donghe’s legs were suddenly freed and he could finally bend down.
The sheep-headed chief’s spell was too terrible and terrifying, and he didn’t know what to do.
He is just a simple soldier, so why should he work so hard? What’s more, the oatmeal these officers gave themselves was too…
Don’t tell me, if you tell me, you will be whipped 50 times with a vine by a certain officer.
Even if you meet the sheep-headed chief who dislikes you the most and forces you to practice swordsmanship every day, 100, at least 100 lashes will be given.
It’s scary to think about it.
Why can’t we give him some delicious food and make him live extremely uncomfortable every day?
Donghyuk has never been able to figure this out. Moreover, as an ordinary cannon fodder with no devout faith, Dong Hyuk could not understand the so-called true God at all, let alone have any fear of God.
Of course, Donghyuk’s education is not high, so it will take a period of education for him to understand the things here to be effective.
But who would be willing to spend time and energy to teach Donghyuk?
Donghyuk himself is willing to spend time and energy to learn?
Just think about it.
impossible.
Unless an ordinary cannon fodder is destined to endure all kinds of hardships, how can he live to the end of his life?
In particular, Donghyuk didn’t have much knowledge, so complicated weapons and equipment were a waste on him.
In short, when the green poisonous fog outside dissipated and a group of wild orcs returned to a mysterious barracks under the order of a certain sheep-headed leader, Donghe felt relieved now. However, the Orcs left a huge pile of parts on the ground.
They were made of metal, and there were all kinds of remains that looked like living creatures.
Anyway, Donghyuk, the cannon fodder who was forced to clean up the scene, resisted his desire to vomit as much as possible and packed up everything left on the battlefield.
And if he doesn’t work actively, the sheep-headed leader behind him will probably use vines or knives to teach him a lesson.
Yes.
The management method of the sheephead clan towards the black-haired kobolds is so simple and rough.
Donghyuk wanted to vomit, but he didn’t dare or couldn’t.
If you vomit…ugh!
no!
Bear with it!
Although it was extremely uncomfortable for him to look at all kinds of rotten meat and blood residue, Donghyuk had to persevere, otherwise… Ugh!
It’s a pity that although Donghyuk resisted the thought of vomiting, his consciousness gradually faded away instead.
Then……
Boom!
He fainted suddenly and quietly, and then fell on the spot after a fierce battle, where blood and debris were everywhere.
“Carry this guy back to me and tie him up with a rope. It seems I really don’t have the ability to teach him a lesson if I don’t take action…”