"Three, two, one, pull!"
"Three, two, one, pull—"
"Put some muscle into it, you lazy little devils!"
"I'm pulling so hard, I'm about to poop my pants!"
With a soft pop, Falan's spring cannon finally crawled up the hill outside the city of Gewu.
The artillerymen pushing the carts breathed a huge sigh of relief, some changing pants, others collapsing onto the grass.
The Falan artillery officer from Thousand River Valley who had defected from the Holy Alliance and Leia, Ceau, wiped the sweat off his forehead and stood at the forefront.
Even though he had left the Holy Alliance long ago, he subconsciously followed the "Holy Alliance Artillery Manual" in his operations.
The most essential qualities for an artillery commander are a broad view and battlefield judgment.
The harsh sunlight pierced through the trees, casting mottled shadows that made everyone itch all over.
