Although it is only the outer wall that separates Battle Street from the outside world.
Although the city wall had just been rebuilt not long ago, the curing of the bonding material had not yet reached its maximum strength.
But no matter what, this is a fortress-level city wall with a height of more than 30 meters and a thickness of several meters. In terms of overall strength, it is far higher than the conventional city wall like Metabetate!
It collapsed and destroyed after a breath. No one had expected this kind of scene.
In the original tactical plan, this first city wall should be able to sustain for at least dozens of minutes. However, in fact, it could not even sustain for a minute.
The city wall was reduced to ruins, and the hunters responsible for manipulating the cannons and crossbows on the wall were naturally not spared.
In the fighting street, the mood of panic and pessimism is spreading uncontrollably.
Since the combatants were all elites, no one escaped from the fighting position or turned around and ran away. However, we have to admit that the scene before us had a serious impact on morale.
Gordon took a deep breath and roared loudly that could be heard clearly by everyone in Battle Street.
"Don't be afraid!!!" He roared at the top of his lungs: "Look at those wounds on its body! The blood keeps flowing, it won't last long, stick to your position and keep attacking until it falls!"
Compared with passionate declarations such as "for honor" and "for East Doruma", the fact that "the monster has been seriously injured" gives the hunters more direct hope.
The hunters who recovered from the panic noticed how serious the injury of Styracosaurus was.
One of the relatively slender front claws compared to the wing claws was broken off. Through the huge wounds on the chest of Styracosaurus, which were several meters wide and deep, one could even see the damaged internal organs squirming.
The dark red dragon blood mixed with black oil was flowing out all the time.
Such an injury would be fatal to any other creature, and even the ancient dragon species with astonishing vitality would be unable to withstand it.
The hunters' morale and confidence in repelling and even killing the Styracosaurus are recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Gordon believed that he did not have the eloquence to ignite everyone's will in despair. At this time, the fact that Styracosaurus was seriously injured was more effective than any passionate words.
"Well done."
Altman's appreciative words came through the thick metal helmet, "I probably understand why everyone calls you 'brave'."
Gordon smiled dryly, "If you want to praise me, let's save it for later."
Styracosaurus waved its giant wings and landed with a crash.
It stepped on the ruins of the city wall, shocking all the creatures present with its ferocious roar.
"Roar--!"
The three teams of high-ranking hunters did not attack immediately, and the turrets and heavy crossbows scattered throughout the battle street did not fire immediately.
The heavily injured and hungry Styracosaurus ignored the existence of these inconspicuous creatures and began to dig into the pile of ruins.
A huge amount of gunpowder is stored in the underground warehouse under the first city wall.
All of them have been produced in various workshops and factories in recent days.
When the city wall collapsed in the dragon's flame breath and black oil explosion, the hunters' hearts were in their throats. Fortunately, the underground warehouse was built deep and strong enough, so no explosion occurred.
The Styracosaurus obviously came for the pile of gunpowder. It scratched down with its strong wing claws that could destroy the city wall, and a huge hole was dug into the ruins and the ground, revealing a large number of gunpowder barrels hidden deep underground.
Unlike the Metabetate defense battle, the "additives" in the gunpowder this time were different.
Master Campbell believed that the timed detonation method was too uncontrollable, so he took the initiative to remove the delay fuse used to detonate the gunpowder.
Instead, there were massive amounts of scrap metal fragments, sharp gravels, experimental alchemical poisons, and other items that could increase the power of the explosion and cause more serious damage to the Styracosaurus.
The giant Styracosaurus ate very happily and seemed to enjoy the rusty taste brought by those metal fragments.
The hunters breathed a sigh of relief.
The bait plan was about to take effect. Although the rapid destruction of the first city wall almost disrupted the layout, everything is now back on track.
Before the tactical process was determined, some scholars suggested that with the intelligence of the ancient dragon species, it might be difficult to deceive the Styracosaurus again using the poison bait tactics used once in Metabetate.
But others believe that Styracosaurus is different from most ancient dragon individuals who show considerable intelligence.
The greedy appetite, violent aggression, self-mutilation tendency, and violent character it displayed proved that it was a "crazy dragon."
Madmen are irrational.
This reason convinced the senior leaders of the guild, and now it seems that the latter idea is indeed correct.
Styracosaurus may have realized that swallowing the gunpowder would be dangerous.
But it doesn't care.
The only thoughts in its crazy and chaotic thoughts are "eat" and "destruction", and other things, including its own life, are unimportant.
"Do you think this guy looks a bit like a Dino Rex?" Gordon suddenly said.
Watching the scene of Styracosaurus grabbing with its wing claws, licking with its tongue, and even directly poking its head into the underground warehouse, chewing the gunpowder and earth and rocks together, and eating like crazy.
The top hunters who had hunted the Tyrannosaurus Rex nodded in agreement.
The sharp-eyed Anxier said with emotion, "Look at the wound on its abdomen, its digestive tract is even broken, but the hole is covered by the gelatinous black oil.
Now the intestines and stomach are gradually filling up, the wounds are bursting open, and gunpowder is leaking out. How on earth did this guy survive until now? "
After hearing Ancier's words, a hint of gloom arose in the hearts of the upper-level hunters.
Styracosaurus was seriously injured, even its internal organs were severely damaged, which was naturally good news for them.
But the former is still able to move freely without being affected by such an injury, which is not good news.
The first city wall failed to delay the pace of Styracosaurus, but the warehouse full of gunpowder made it stop for a long time.
Dozens of hunters scattered throughout the battle street were almost motionless, just watching the giant Styracosaurus eating gunpowder, and time passed slowly for several minutes.
Suddenly, inside Battle Street, a sharp warning whistle sounded from the top of the stepped city wall.
The sound of large gear sets and machinery was heard.
The length of the cannon is more than ten meters, and its caliber is nearly one meter. It is a decisive battle weapon. The gun base of the dragon-killing cannon slowly rotates, aiming at the giant Styracosaurus that is eating happily.
Gordon turned around and saw the master craftsman near the gun base.
The huge amount of gunpowder piled up in the underground warehouse disappeared under the big mouth of the Styracosaurus.
There is no need to wait until the opponent has licked all the dregs. The giant Styracosaurus that is eating with its head down is the best target. The master makes a decisive decision to fire the dragon-killing cannon in advance.
The transmitter is activated.
A red and dazzling electric light shone on the thick cannon, which was the light escaping from the powerful dragon attribute energy.
The energy surged, and the barrel made of special alloy became red hot.
With an ear-splitting sound, the cannonballs shot out, and the barrel retracted suddenly to prevent the too powerful recoil from shattering the gun mount.
The cannonball made of high-density dragon-killing carbon hit the shoulder of Styracosaurus head-on. The cannonball almost passed through the chest diagonally, and the powerful kinetic energy knocked it to the ground.
"boom!"
Golden-red explosive flames and high-intensity dragon energy erupted together, turning into a huge mushroom cloud surrounded by red lightning.
This is the true power of high-density dragon-slaying carbon that can only be exerted in conjunction with the dragon-slaying cannon. From a certain perspective, using high-density dragon-slaying carbon as an explosive package is a waste of resources.
“Rumble, rumble—!”
A more violent explosion sounded.
The huge amount of gunpowder that had just been swallowed by the Styracosaurus was detonated together.
The scattered fragments blasted the abdominal cavity of Styracosaurus full of holes, and the smoke exploded along with the shock wave, covering the entire battle street.
Ps. As I write this, I feel that Styracosaurus should be blown up directly.
And the dragon-killing cannon in the 4g setting (there are also translations of dragon cannon), is it driven by the dragon attribute as energy, or is it used to retreat the cannon? This technology suddenly comes up
(End of chapter)
