Chapter 1516
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"Hoo... Hoo... Hoo... Hoo..."
Doppler's right hand hung bored.
Because his right hand has lost consciousness, Doppler can only hold the yoke with his left hand.
The flail on Doppler's left hand has been covered with blood and countless pieces of meat.
He could not count how many Hiram soldiers he had killed. He was ill.
All he knew was that he kept waving chains with one hand and smashing all the enemy soldiers of the Hiran army close to him into meat sauce.
At first, the Helan Army soldiers who didn't know his details mistakenly thought he was just a wounded and unlucky general, so they happily rushed up and planned to take his head in exchange for military merit.
The subsequent events made the officers and soldiers of the Hiran army completely calm down.
Even if Doppler has only one arm to move, it is not the existence that these ordinary soldiers can contend with.
No matter how many soldiers come up, Doppler can smash them into 1 meat sauce.
Lucky people can keep a whole body.
People with bad luck directly become a stall of meat sauce that their mother can't recognize when she comes
With Doppler as the center, a large number of blood and flesh that were originally Helan soldiers had been scattered around him.
The surviving Helan Army soldiers only dare to stand outside the Doppler attack range, look at each other, do not know what to do, dare not go up, want to go back and dare not go back.
Just then, a shout sounded behind the Hiram soldiers:
"Marshal's cabinet is down! Step back! "
Hearing this cry, the Helan soldiers immediately separated from each other and made way for EL, Gabriel and their Musketeers.
El and Gabriel led the gunmen slowly to a place in front of Doppler away from his attack range.
"First meeting." El said, "you must be the first general of the Frankish Empire - Doppler von Neumann?"
As soon as El's voice fell, the interpreter standing next to him immediately repeated El's original words in French.
Doppler slightly opened his already heavy eyelids due to fatigue and pain and looked at El.
"Are you... Marshal El Bernard of the prairie man?"
El nodded.
"As young as the rumors say..."
Speaking of this, Doppler's face showed a touch of complex emotions that are difficult to describe in words.
"The britannian Empire had the genius of Su Cheng."
"El Bernard is the genius of the Holy Hiran empire..."
"Why can't our Frankish Empire also produce a genius who can turn the tide and save the whole country from danger..."
Because Doppler's words were heard only by himself, no one heard what Doppler had just said, only Doppler's lips moved.
"Admiral Neumann." El said, "I wonder if you are willing to serve our holy Hiran Empire?"
El has always heard of Doppler's bravery.
If such a brave general can join their command, it will greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of their Hiran army.
So El couldn't help but move his heart.
After the translator accurately translated El's sentence to Doppler, Doppler smiled:
"... I'm so sorry, marshal Bernard. I'm past the age of flexible mind. Now I can't master Hiran anymore."
Doppler's words have been tantamount to declining El's solicitation.
"Well..." El muttered softly.
Then he waved.
The Musketeers arranged behind him immediately took the first two steps, and then raised their Musketeers.
The black muzzle is fully aligned with the Doppler.
Looking at these guns pointing at him, Doppler's face didn't have any fear.
Just glanced at the muzzle of these guns with calm eyes, and then grinned:
"... fire gun... What a powerful weapon..."
"I'm willing to bow down..."
"Where is it?" El modestly said, "this musket is not powerful enough to directly ignore all arms and tactics at this stage. It still has many shortcomings. You just don't know."
"Having shortcomings means it still has room for improvement, right?"
El did not deny Doppler's remark.
Just silent, indicating acquiescence.
Doppler smiled again.
"If this gun is further improved... Then the times will completely change..."
Doppler lowered his head and looked at the yoke of his left hand.
"If the fire gun is further improved, it should no longer need a sword?"
"... I think so." El replied in a half joking tone, "if the muskets get further development, we don't need to fight with swords and axes, but shoot with muskets in that pair."
"If I can, I'm interested in seeing such a future." Doppler smiled.
"It's a pity... You don't have a chance."
El raised his hands.
After El raised his hand to the top, he asked Doppler his last question.
"Doppler von Neumann. Do you have any last words to say before you die? "
"... last words...?"
After being silent for a while, Doppler said in a tone containing complex emotions:
"... in the past, no matter how powerful the enemy was and how critical the war situation was, my intuition always helped me make bold but extremely risky decisions."
"Thanks to my intuition, I broke through all kinds of dangerous situations and won one battle after another..."
"This time... In the face of the Helan army with the new weapon of fire gun, my brain is... Blank..."
"My intuition doesn't make all kinds of bold judgments as before..."
"My intuition just kept telling me - don't fight, run away..."
Speaking of this, Doppler's face showed a smile with a few sad colors.
"Fire gun... It's terrible..."
"... thank you for your compliment."
Then El waved his raised hand down
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang
……
……
El finally looked at the Doppler of the horse honeycomb hit by the projectile fired by the gun, then turned and left and returned to the main formation of the army.
"Gabriel, you take the Musketeers back to the rear of the army. There is no need for the Musketeers in the follow-up sweep and pursuit."
"Yes!"
As El was about to leave from here, he looked back at the Doppler body that was about to disappear from his field of vision.
"... one of the best generals in the mainland, who could not fight back against the new weapons, was directly killed by the new weapons... Inexplicably, there was a sense of irony
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"Hoo... Hoo... Hoo... Hoo..."
Doppler's right hand hung bored.
Because his right hand has lost consciousness, Doppler can only hold the yoke with his left hand.
The flail on Doppler's left hand has been covered with blood and countless pieces of meat.
He could not count how many Hiram soldiers he had killed. He was ill.
All he knew was that he kept waving chains with one hand and smashing all the enemy soldiers of the Hiran army close to him into meat sauce.
At first, the Helan Army soldiers who didn't know his details mistakenly thought he was just a wounded and unlucky general, so they happily rushed up and planned to take his head in exchange for military merit.
The subsequent events made the officers and soldiers of the Hiran army completely calm down.
Even if Doppler has only one arm to move, it is not the existence that these ordinary soldiers can contend with.
No matter how many soldiers come up, Doppler can smash them into 1 meat sauce.
Lucky people can keep a whole body.
People with bad luck directly become a stall of meat sauce that their mother can't recognize when she comes
With Doppler as the center, a large number of blood and flesh that were originally Helan soldiers had been scattered around him.
The surviving Helan Army soldiers only dare to stand outside the Doppler attack range, look at each other, do not know what to do, dare not go up, want to go back and dare not go back.
Just then, a shout sounded behind the Hiram soldiers:
"Marshal's cabinet is down! Step back! "
Hearing this cry, the Helan soldiers immediately separated from each other and made way for EL, Gabriel and their Musketeers.
El and Gabriel led the gunmen slowly to a place in front of Doppler away from his attack range.
"First meeting." El said, "you must be the first general of the Frankish Empire - Doppler von Neumann?"
As soon as El's voice fell, the interpreter standing next to him immediately repeated El's original words in French.
Doppler slightly opened his already heavy eyelids due to fatigue and pain and looked at El.
"Are you... Marshal El Bernard of the prairie man?"
El nodded.
"As young as the rumors say..."
Speaking of this, Doppler's face showed a touch of complex emotions that are difficult to describe in words.
"The britannian Empire had the genius of Su Cheng."
"El Bernard is the genius of the Holy Hiran empire..."
"Why can't our Frankish Empire also produce a genius who can turn the tide and save the whole country from danger..."
Because Doppler's words were heard only by himself, no one heard what Doppler had just said, only Doppler's lips moved.
"Admiral Neumann." El said, "I wonder if you are willing to serve our holy Hiran Empire?"
El has always heard of Doppler's bravery.
If such a brave general can join their command, it will greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of their Hiran army.
So El couldn't help but move his heart.
After the translator accurately translated El's sentence to Doppler, Doppler smiled:
"... I'm so sorry, marshal Bernard. I'm past the age of flexible mind. Now I can't master Hiran anymore."
Doppler's words have been tantamount to declining El's solicitation.
"Well..." El muttered softly.
Then he waved.
The Musketeers arranged behind him immediately took the first two steps, and then raised their Musketeers.
The black muzzle is fully aligned with the Doppler.
Looking at these guns pointing at him, Doppler's face didn't have any fear.
Just glanced at the muzzle of these guns with calm eyes, and then grinned:
"... fire gun... What a powerful weapon..."
"I'm willing to bow down..."
"Where is it?" El modestly said, "this musket is not powerful enough to directly ignore all arms and tactics at this stage. It still has many shortcomings. You just don't know."
"Having shortcomings means it still has room for improvement, right?"
El did not deny Doppler's remark.
Just silent, indicating acquiescence.
Doppler smiled again.
"If this gun is further improved... Then the times will completely change..."
Doppler lowered his head and looked at the yoke of his left hand.
"If the fire gun is further improved, it should no longer need a sword?"
"... I think so." El replied in a half joking tone, "if the muskets get further development, we don't need to fight with swords and axes, but shoot with muskets in that pair."
"If I can, I'm interested in seeing such a future." Doppler smiled.
"It's a pity... You don't have a chance."
El raised his hands.
After El raised his hand to the top, he asked Doppler his last question.
"Doppler von Neumann. Do you have any last words to say before you die? "
"... last words...?"
After being silent for a while, Doppler said in a tone containing complex emotions:
"... in the past, no matter how powerful the enemy was and how critical the war situation was, my intuition always helped me make bold but extremely risky decisions."
"Thanks to my intuition, I broke through all kinds of dangerous situations and won one battle after another..."
"This time... In the face of the Helan army with the new weapon of fire gun, my brain is... Blank..."
"My intuition doesn't make all kinds of bold judgments as before..."
"My intuition just kept telling me - don't fight, run away..."
Speaking of this, Doppler's face showed a smile with a few sad colors.
"Fire gun... It's terrible..."
"... thank you for your compliment."
Then El waved his raised hand down
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang
……
……
El finally looked at the Doppler of the horse honeycomb hit by the projectile fired by the gun, then turned and left and returned to the main formation of the army.
"Gabriel, you take the Musketeers back to the rear of the army. There is no need for the Musketeers in the follow-up sweep and pursuit."
"Yes!"
As El was about to leave from here, he looked back at the Doppler body that was about to disappear from his field of vision.
"... one of the best generals in the mainland, who could not fight back against the new weapons, was directly killed by the new weapons... Inexplicably, there was a sense of irony
"Hoo... Hoo... Hoo... Hoo..."Doppler's right hand hung bored.Because his right hand has lost consciousness, Doppler can only hold the yoke with his left hand.The flail on Doppler's left hand has been covered with blood and countless pieces of meat.He could not count how many Hiram soldiers he had killed. He was ill.All he knew was that he kept waving chains with one hand and smashing all the enemy soldiers of the Hiran army close to him into meat sauce.At first, the Helan Army soldiers who didn't know his details mistakenly thought he was just a wounded and unlucky general, so they happily rushed up and planned to take his head in exchange for military merit.The subsequent events made the officers and soldiers of the Hiran army completely calm down.Even if Doppler has only one arm to move, it is not the existence that these ordinary soldiers can contend with.No matter how many soldiers come up, Doppler can smash them into 1 meat sauce.Lucky people can keep a whole body.People with bad luck directly become a stall of meat sauce that their mother can't recognize when she comesWith Doppler as the center, a large number of blood and flesh that were originally Helan soldiers had been scattered around him.The surviving Helan Army soldiers only dare to stand outside the Doppler attack range, look at each other, do not know what to do, dare not go up, want to go back and dare not go back.Just then, a shout sounded behind the Hiram soldiers:"Marshal's cabinet is down! Step back! "Hearing this cry, the Helan soldiers immediately separated from each other and made way for EL, Gabriel and their Musketeers.El and Gabriel led the gunmen slowly to a place in front of Doppler away from his attack range."First meeting." El said, "you must be the first general of the Frankish Empire - Doppler von Neumann?"As soon as El's voice fell, the interpreter standing next to him immediately repeated El's original words in French.Doppler slightly opened his already heavy eyelids due to fatigue and pain and looked at El."Are you... Marshal El Bernard of the prairie man?"El nodded."As young as the rumors say..."Speaking of this, Doppler's face showed a touch of complex emotions that are difficult to describe in words."The britannian Empire had the genius of Su Cheng.""El Bernard is the genius of the Holy Hiran empire...""Why can't our Frankish Empire also produce a genius who can turn the tide and save the whole country from danger..."Because Doppler's words were heard only by himself, no one heard what Doppler had just said, only Doppler's lips moved."Admiral Neumann." El said, "I wonder if you are willing to serve our holy Hiran Empire?"El has always heard of Doppler's bravery.If such a brave general can join their command, it will greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of their Hiran army.So El couldn't help but move his heart.After the translator accurately translated El's sentence to Doppler, Doppler smiled:"... I'm so sorry, marshal Bernard. I'm past the age of flexible mind. Now I can't master Hiran anymore."Doppler's words have been tantamount to declining El's solicitation."Well..." El muttered softly.Then he waved.The Musketeers arranged behind him immediately took the first two steps, and then raised their Musketeers.The black muzzle is fully aligned with the Doppler.Looking at these guns pointing at him, Doppler's face didn't have any fear.Just glanced at the muzzle of these guns with calm eyes, and then grinned:"... fire gun... What a powerful weapon...""I'm willing to bow down...""Where is it?" El modestly said, "this musket is not powerful enough to directly ignore all arms and tactics at this stage. It still has many shortcomings. You just don't know.""Having shortcomings means it still has room for improvement, right?"El did not deny Doppler's remark.Just silent, indicating acquiescence.Doppler smiled again."If this gun is further improved... Then the times will completely change..."Doppler lowered his head and looked at the yoke of his left hand."If the fire gun is further improved, it should no longer need a sword?""... I think so." El replied in a half joking tone, "if the muskets get further development, we don't need to fight with swords and axes, but shoot with muskets in that pair.""If I can, I'm interested in seeing such a future." Doppler smiled."It's a pity... You don't have a chance."El raised his hands.After El raised his hand to the top, he asked Doppler his last question."Doppler von Neumann. Do you have any last words to say before you die? ""... last words...?"After being silent for a while, Doppler said in a tone containing complex emotions:"... in the past, no matter how powerful the enemy was and how critical the war situation was, my intuition always helped me make bold but extremely risky decisions.""Thanks to my intuition, I broke through all kinds of dangerous situations and won one battle after another...""This time... In the face of the Helan army with the new weapon of fire gun, my brain is... Blank...""My intuition doesn't make all kinds of bold judgments as before...""My intuition just kept telling me - don't fight, run away..."Speaking of this, Doppler's face showed a smile with a few sad colors."Fire gun... It's terrible...""... thank you for your compliment."Then El waved his raised hand downBang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! BangEl finally looked at the Doppler of the horse honeycomb hit by the projectile fired by the gun, then turned and left and returned to the main formation of the army."Gabriel, you take the Musketeers back to the rear of the army. There is no need for the Musketeers in the follow-up sweep and pursuit.""Yes!"As El was about to leave from here, he looked back at the Doppler body that was about to disappear from his field of vision."... one of the best generals in the mainland, who could not fight back against the new weapons, was directly killed by the new weapons... Inexplicably, there was a sense of irony
