The white skull was exposed through the scalp, then casually thrown away, smashing it to death.
......
Retracting the binoculars, Dass closed his eyes and took a deep breath, pinching his palm as he struggled to suppress his anger.
"No way." As the temporary commander of the Guard Battle Group, Dass opened his eyes again, but his eyebrows were so furrowed they almost connected, "This might require a Helical Gun to penetrate armor."
Currently, the Helical Gunners are too far away, and Prince Kongdai is in a hollow, so it would be too late to dispatch them.
If only we could snipe Prince Kongdai with the Helical Gun, this battle might end immediately.
Dass turned to look at the right-wing army that had successfully pivoted, and the center troops climbing up and down the slopes.
They were carrying Holy Guns and dragging long spears, sweat pouring down as they ran towards the designated central hill, probably just one more hill to climb.
