Andrea didn't even look at the result, but aimed the scope at the next target.
The magic power consumed by precise shooting is not constant. Generally, the harder it is to hit the target, the more magic power it consumes.
This meant that the magic power that could support a bow and arrow or a catapult for an hour or two could only support her for about a quarter of an hour at such a long distance.
She had to fire as many bullets as possible.
Her ability responded to her will.
Andrea felt like she wasn't shooting, but dancing with the wind. Everything was so coordinated, the adjustment of the muzzle, the elevation of the arms, and every movement of the body, as if they were all integrated with this world.
Firing once with each breath, Andrea quickly emptied all ten bullets and changed to a new magazine. The whole process was smooth and flowing, like a well-rehearsed performance.
However, things were far from easy for the stone wall side.
Death was flying towards Ampere's troops, racing against time, but they were still unaware of it.
The knight who was directing the mercenaries to adjust the crossbows became the first victim.
These crossbows had a range of more than two hundred paces, and the cast iron arrows could easily penetrate large shields and knight armor within fifty paces, making them the best weapon for defending the royal palace.
In order to resist the superhuman monster warriors, Ampere moved all the stock in the warehouse to the walls. A total of nine crossbows were deployed on the section of the wall facing Sunrise Avenue. Considering the limited width of the street, even if the attackers were strong, it would be difficult to avoid the barrage of iron crossbows.
The mercenaries only heard a muffled "thump" and saw the knight who had just been giving orders cave in in the chest, and at the same time his body leaned backwards and fell to the ground without a sound.
"Someone is attacking!" A warning sounded on the wall immediately.
Everyone drew their swords, but no one could find where the attack was coming from.
Then came the second, the third...
Death swarmed in, and soldiers continued to fall, but the enemy never showed up. An unspeakable fear enveloped their hearts. Death in battle was not uncommon for these jackals who licked blood from their blades, but waiting to be killed was another matter.
This was especially true for the few mercenaries who were particularly confident in their skills.
They found that their increasingly hard-earned skills were useless. The enemy didn't even give them a chance to compete face-to-face. Whether it was a clumsy servant or an experienced knight, there was no difference in the face of such an unprovoked attack. If the battle of Hermes at least allowed them to see the enemy, this battle was simply waiting for Death to call their names.
In less than a dozen breaths, there were already twenty corpses on the wall section, plus the painful groans of those who were lucky enough to survive. The will of most people was quickly on the verge of collapse.
"Find cover, there are witches nearby!"
At this time, the chief knight's order brought everyone back to their senses a little. "As long as you hide your body behind the crenellations and logs, you can avoid the attack! Also, take out the God's Punishment Arrows and shoot in the possible direction, force that damn guy out!"
Andrea also noticed the changes in the stone wall at this moment.
A knight wearing gold-trimmed armor seemed to be directing the situation on the spot. People were constantly approaching him, using various obstacles as cover, and blindly throwing arrows around. Some even threw them directly with their hands, and their purpose was self-evident.
The enemy's actions posed no threat to her, but if she couldn't completely defeat the opponent, it would hinder the God's Punishment Witches who were attacking the city.
And the location of the commander happened to form a blind spot with the clock tower. She could only vaguely see the arm exposed from the crenellation, and half of the helmet.
Normally, there was no chance of hitting such a target, but after watching the First Army's artillery performance, she had different ideas.
Andrea kept urging her magic power, making it fill her arms. Under the push of the invisible hand, the hand holding the qiangzhi kept raising until it pointed to the sky.
When that familiar sense of coordination appeared again, she pulled the trigger without hesitation.
At that moment, Andrea seemed to see the trajectory of the bullet—it was thrown high into the air, and after passing the apex, it still hadn't lost all its speed, but carried the forward inertia and swooped towards the target. Although the distance between the two was a thousand steps, it had flown a longer distance in the air, so this bullet took much longer than the previous shots.
Then she lowered the muzzle and aimed at the knight's helmet and fired—the second bullet arrived later but hit first, accurately hitting the edge of the crenellation. Bricks and stones splashed everywhere, and the deformed bullet rolled over and hit the top of the helmet, blowing it away. The huge impact made it difficult for the knight to control himself and he fell forward, exposing his soft neck.
At the same time, the first bullet arrived as expected, tilting and sinking into his skin, breaking the cervical vertebrae into several sections. The chief knight didn't have time to react at all. He only felt a buzzing sound in the back of his head, then a chill in his neck, and he lost all consciousness.
This blow almost exhausted all of Andrea's remaining magic power. A strong sense of dizziness welled up in her heart. The aftereffects of excessive consumption made her hands tremble, and she could barely hold the gun stock.
However, the fall of the chief knight also crushed the mercenaries' last defense. The stone wall defense line collapsed, and everyone turned around and ran towards the staircase, fearing that they would be the next target of Death. No one paid attention to the logs, hot oil, and crossbows on the wall anymore, and this change was seen by the God's Punishment Witches.
"Woo————————————"
The horn for the general attack was blown.
Elena, who was in charge of the assault team, rushed to the front. In addition to carrying her usual equipment, she also had a bundle of hemp rope in her hand.
At the moment when she was about to approach the foot of the wall, she threw the rope in her hand with force—and at the end of the rope, there was also a four-cornered hook tied tightly.
After a while, several "suspension ropes" for climbing were added to the stone wall. A stone wall more than ten feet high would require ordinary people to exert all their strength to climb over, but in the eyes of the God's Punishment Witches, this was just a fence that could be crossed with a lift of their legs. Elena easily climbed up the wall along the hemp rope and found that the castle area was already in chaos.
The supervising team and reserve team arranged by Ampere did not play their due role. When the stone wall guards fled, Earl Losi's men suddenly drew their swords and slashed at the Dawn Lord's guards. Coupled with the fact that the escapees just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible, the three groups of people immediately fought together.
Elena raised the corners of her mouth, took off the greatsword behind her, and jumped off the stone wall.
No one could withstand her frontal attack. As long as they were included in the swinging range of the greatsword, the enemy would be injured if touched, and die if struck—with her own strength, she cut a blank area in the crowd.
As the God's Punishment Witches joined the battlefield, the situation had completely turned to Earl Quinn's side.
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