"Let me try it!"
Ted held up a big shield and raised his blunderbuss, charging towards him like a big wild boar king.
Gordon stepped aside slightly.
Although Laoshanlong is different from other monsters, its super size means that hunters don't have to fight for the so-called attack position in front of it. Anyway, the chest alone is as wide as a city wall, and hunters can attack side by side.
But looking at the direction of Ted's charge, it was obvious that he was heading towards the wound he had made.
After knowing each other for many years, Gordon knew the character of this old man.
It seems reckless, but that doesn't mean he really has no brains. This guy should have some plans...
Bar?
"Drink!" With a rough roar, Ted rushed past Gordon.
For a moment, Gordon wondered, had this guy switched to using a long gun?
Clumsy and heavy, whether it is stabbing, swinging or shelling, the gun gun is open and closed, showing surprising accuracy in his hands.
Under the motion of the charge, the spear head still stabbed the shallow wound that was cut just a few minutes ago without missing a beat.
Compared with slashing, the power of this one-point breakthrough stabbing is more concentrated.
The full force of Ted's charge, along with the inertia carried by his tall body and heavy armor, was injected into the gun along his arm.
The bright purple noble lady Mingzhu just plunged twenty or thirty centimeters into Lao Shanlong's chest.
Lao Shanlong still didn't respond and continued to move forward slowly.
Ted lunged with his legs wide open, always maintaining a forward lunging posture, but was pushed back continuously, and the flat ground was plowed into two deep grooves by the steel spikes on the bottom of his boots.
Gordon couldn't help but cast a strange look.
This guy couldn't possibly want to wrestle with Lao Shanlong and force the latter to stop, right?
Ted's palm seemed to be welded to the handle of the gun, and he held it tightly - he wanted to use this method to push the gun deeper.
When he found that the gun tip was completely stuck and could no longer advance, he immediately pulled the trigger.
"Fire all bombs!"
"Boom——"
Several explosions came together, and the explosions and smoke almost enveloped Ted's entire body.
The Longhang artillery nail mounted near the gun tip was driven into the wound along with the bullet.
With the recoil, Ted was able to pull out the gun.
But the next second, the spike that Ted had placed high hopes for slipped out of Lao Shanlong's wound and hit the ground with a sharp metal clang.
"Clang!"
The stakes on the ground were clean and not stained with a trace of blood, as if they were mocking the hunter's overestimation.
Ted was silent for half a second, then turned and left, "Brother Gordon! I leave this to you. When you cut the wound deeper, I will try again!"
Gordon: "..."
Only now did he understand what this guy was planning.
If the specially made pure steel nails can really penetrate deeply into Laoshanlong's wound, the power of the dragon-killing carbon can be used to enlarge the wound.
Unfortunately, it seems that it is not yet time.
Then keep cutting.
Gordon shouldered the sword and entered the charging posture again.
Seeing Gordon "standing still" and two red velociraptors running towards each other, Hayata immediately intercepted them, swung his sword that condensed the air blade, and cut off the head of one of the red velociraptors.
The other red velociraptor screamed, leaped high, and pounced on Hayata.
Hayata's eyes were focused and her center of gravity was slightly lowered. At the moment when the red velociraptor's claws were about to hit her head and neck, she blocked the claws with a horizontal sword, followed by a vertical slash with the sword, directly killing the red velociraptor. The dragon is cut in half.
He shook the sword to shake off the blood on the blade, and his momentum rose sharply.
"Oh, neat."
Yamos, who was always worried and always focused on Hayata's side, chuckled.
This speed and strength are obviously not ordinary vertical cuts, but some kind of special sword skill.
There is no such move in the swordsmanship style that he passed down to Hayata.
The extremely fast counterattack, the sword skill learned from Master Puxian of Yanhuo Village, seems to be called Qi Blade Slash?
"Ji Ga!"
A winged serpent seemed to notice Yamos's distraction and swooped down.
Yamos turned his eyes slightly, and just as he was about to take out the flying dragon knife [Silver] that seemed to be made of silver, a thick crossbow had already penetrated the Winged Serpent Dragon and shot it down.
"Tsk."
Yamos tilted his head and continued to eliminate the nearby small monsters with extremely high efficiency.
Laoshanlong has entered the precise direct shooting range of the first fort.
Miles, who arrived here at some unknown time, released the heavy bed crossbow in front of him and said to Maka, who was guarding him, "Reload."
"oh oh......"
Maka didn't know how she became a bodyguard and handyman, but Miles's suppression of all members of the "Alcohol Team" seemed to have been transmitted to her.
Whatever you say is what it is.
"Kababa!" Babaka held up a short spear-like heavy crossbow, jumped onto the bed and placed the crossbow, and then worked with Maka to turn the winch.
Miles pulled the artillery position next to him and pushed a little to the left and a little to the right, but he could never find the shooter from the most satisfactory angle.
I personally adjusted the muzzle position and activated the artillery.
"boom!"
The cannonball shot out with a bang and accurately hit Laoshanlong's right hind foot. There was no explosion of fire. It was a solid iron bullet.
The cannonball, which almost turned into a discus, was embedded in the surprisingly thick carapace of Laoshanlong's legs, but the carapace was neither broken nor damaged, and not even a crack could be seen.
This result made Miles frown.
This gun is too old and too backward.
The rate of fire, caliber, and power of the accompanying cannonballs are not up to standard. It may be effective against ordinary monsters, but when it hits Laoshanlong, it can't even make it look back.
It would be great if there was a new type of rapid-fire cannon that could load multiple twenty-inch high-explosive grenades at once and fire them out in one go, blasting several huge craters on the mountain.
It's a pity that the rapid-fire gun turret is extremely heavy and has a complicated structure. It must be used with special rails and gun mounts. It is only equipped in the newly built stronghold, and there is none in the old stronghold...
"My...Daddy Miles?"
Miles was just dissatisfied with the power of the artillery, but Maka was a little frightened.
She was born in Lockrak, and although she had not personally participated in the "Feast in the Desert", she had heard some descriptions of the battle process.
Even a monster like the Fengshan Dragon will have its carapace damaged and howl when it is bombarded by artillery.
How could it be that the guy in front of me didn't even feel the bombardment?
"Are we, are we going to continue firing?" She swallowed, "Why, why does it feel like it's useless at all?"
"nonsense!"
Miles turned back and glared at her, "It didn't respond only because the cannon's firepower was too poor, and it was aimed at the legs with thick carapace.
If one or two cannons can't explode, just ten cannons and a hundred cannons. There are no advanced cannons in the old village, but the number is still enough. Come and help move the shells! "
"Oh, it's coming, it's coming!"
Maka, who felt confident, took Babaka to the ammunition box nearby and picked up the shells.
The shooter who was robbed of his position followed the others, cleaning the remaining ash in the gun barrel and loading gunpowder.
Miles carefully adjusted the direction of the muzzle.
"Fire!"
