Due to the lack of signalmen to maintain constant contact, Charles did not know that the 100,000-strong army on the Eastern Front had now turned into a scorched earth.

He was still fantasizing about his dream of taking over the Mithril City in one day and capturing Bai Yan alive in three days.

After half a day's march, he was finally able to see the walls of the Mithril City from afar.

But what puzzled him was that outside the city wall and in front of it, there were some very regularly arranged stones vaguely piled up.

It's like a cone or a hemisphere, dotted around the Mithril City.

What made him even more curious was that there was a long slope in front of him that looked like a river embankment, and for a moment he couldn't understand what its function was.

"Edric, what do you think?" Adhering to the principle of always asking military advisors for advice, Childe immediately ordered the army to stop advancing.

"My Lord Duke, these things must be strange. It would be best to let some soldiers go forward and try them out."

Edric stroked his long white beard, which was already 20 to 30 centimeters long, his face full of caution.

He knew from the two previous wars that even the rebels led by the third prince could not be confused with the previous mob. They were a group of brave men.

"So in your opinion, should we send ordinary soldiers?" Charles couldn't help but show a hint of admiration on his face when he heard Edric's suggestion.

Just one sentence made his worries disappear in an instant.

"Just ordinary soldiers. After all, the lives of these lowly people are dispensable. If they die, they die. We still have endless people to replace them."

Edric smiled contemptuously, his dry and rough face full of disdain.

He did not lower his voice, but spoke it even louder.

The surrounding soldiers could hear it clearly. They looked very ugly, with complex expressions of helplessness, despair and anger intertwined on their faces, but no one dared to say a word of rebuttal.

Charles himself also agreed with these remarks. He nodded generously, pointed at an ordinary soldier, and shouted: "You! Take your team up to see what's going on!!"

The soldier's eyes widened for a moment. He could not accept this fact. Was he going to take his brothers to die?

For a moment, in his eyes, the whole world seemed to be spinning, making it impossible to tell the direction.

The captain moved his lips a few times, his throat trembling, and tried desperately to say a few words of rebuttal.

But he just felt dry mouth and couldn't make any sound. In the end, he could only nod as the Duke frowned slightly.

It was a small team of soldiers, only about thirty people. They looked at each other and could see the fear in each other's eyes.

They took unsteady steps forward, holding the iron swords tightly in their hands. A closer look revealed that each of them was trembling with his steps.

Just like this, thirty people slowly walked into the group of stones.

The fear in their hearts grew stronger and stronger, but they didn't feel relieved until they had walked dozens of steps into the stone group and everything was still safe and sound.

The large army in the rear and Charles saw this scene and also breathed a sigh of relief.

Continuing to move forward, all the soldiers in this team felt a little more relaxed.

As long as you cross the mound of earth in front that looks like a riverbank, everything will be over.

It seems that they have already stepped one foot into the door of life and are only one step away from regaining a new life.

With anticipation in their hearts, the team of thirty people climbed up the earthen slope that was not even as high as a person.

As soon as they poked their heads over the slope, everyone felt as if their hearts were being tightly gripped by a huge hand.

The unprecedented feeling of suffocation and fear made them all want to run away.

"do not move!!!"

Fortunately, the captain's sudden rebuke stopped everyone from running away.

Looking at the scene under the riverbank-like mound of earth, everyone fell into endless despair.

Wherever they looked, they saw enemies in camouflage uniforms, one after another, holding weapons in their hands and facing them.

The enemy's silhouette extended to both sides until it disappeared from sight.

The captain's rebuke made all the soldiers regain some sanity. They looked at the enemy in front of them, looked at each other, and continued to move forward.

step!

The enemy did not respond.

Two steps!

The enemy waved at them, as if asking them to speed up.

Three steps, four steps!

The enemies put down their weapons one after another, let them step into the ravine, and then climb out.

In this way, the sergeant led thirty soldiers and deceived the entire army.

"No ambush, all troops move forward!!"

With Charles' order, the 300,000-strong army continued to advance.

Like the thirty soldiers before, the vanguard entered the group of rocks.

Seeing that the stones were seamlessly connected without even a large hole, the soldiers quickened their pace.

Finally, with ten more steps they would be able to step onto the mound and point their swords at the Mithril City.

But at this moment, human heads and gun barrels appeared one after another on the mound ten steps ahead.

boom! !

With a loud bang, a copper bullet spun and shot into a soldier's head, spurting out a column of blood.

Then, the sound of gunfire, like a rain of pear blossoms, began to echo continuously on this mound of earth.

Since the mound is of a certain height, it undoubtedly makes it more difficult for the enemy troops in front to rush into the trench.

With the first gunshot, the stones that originally looked like dead objects slowly began to have black gun barrels poking out from their small holes.

Da da da da da da~~

The Maxim machine gun fired continuously at high speed, spitting out dense walls of fire like fire dragons, harvesting large areas of enemy troops.

For a moment, this sudden change threw all the soldiers into disarray.

Even Child fled quickly to the rear and issued an order to retreat.

But what followed was artillery shells that continued to fall from the sky like raindrops, bombarding the fleeing troops crazily from a long distance.

In this way, Charles's army of 300,000 lost a conservative 20,000 men before even seeing the shadow of the enemy.

Edric's face looked grim, and his eagle-like eyes showed a hint of sharpness.

He never thought that the enemy would hold back from attacking that team.

He never expected that his own soldiers would betray him so easily and join the enemy.

"Edrick, it seems that your method is not very useful."

Child's face darkened. The loss of twenty or thirty thousand soldiers was a small matter. The blow to morale was the most fatal.

Death in large numbers, fierce bombing without blind spots, and the harvest of flames.

These unprecedented fighting methods left all the soldiers stunned.

Are these rebels really as vulnerable as they imagined?

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