As long as the musketeers on the opposite side can enter his attack range, Doppler is confident - he can use his outstanding force and the shackles in his hand to defeat the musketeers' formation in one breath.

——It’s still a little bit short! It’s still a little bit short!

Doppler yelled wildly in his heart.

Doppler can guarantee that this is definitely the most nervous and fearful moment he has felt in his heart since he joined the army.

Even Doppler was not so nervous and afraid even when he led a few troops to attack the grassland people in the Far East and rescued Emperor Xiade.

This fear in Doppler's heart at this time was fear of the unknown.

Fear of this unknown weapon that had never been seen before.

This weapon has completely broken Doppler's previous understanding and imagination of weapons.

At the same time, Doppler dared to be sure that this weapon also broke the rules of war for thousands of years.

Maybe if the time is longer and there is more information about this new weapon, they should be able to come up with a way to restrain this new weapon in the future.

Now they have no other way except to use their lives to win.

——It’s just a few steps away!

Doppler noticed early on - because he rushed to the ground too hard, he threw away his subordinates a lot.

He rushed in the front and was only a few steps away from the Sheeran army's musketeers.

As long as you cross this distance, Doppler can attack the Sheeran musketeers.

Doppler could already see the expression of horror on the faces of the musketeers standing in the front row because of his approach.

But at this moment...

Bang!

puff.

The sound of something being shot through and what was entering the flesh sounded at a very close distance from Doppler.

Then, a severe pain that had never been experienced before spread throughout Doppler's right shoulder.

Doppler had never tried this pain before.

The entire wound seemed to be burned by flames.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Even a fierce general like Doppler, who has experienced many battles, could not help but let out an unpleasant cry of pain and scream in the face of this severe pain.

Under the influence of this pain, Doppler was no longer able to rush forward and could only fall to the ground that was only a few steps away from the musketeers.

"What's this……"

Doppler used his left hand to tightly cover his right shoulder.

Just now, a projectile penetrated his shield directly and shot into his right shoulder.

The pain not only made Doppler unable to stand up, but also made him unable to hold even the shackles.

"What is this pain...?"

Cold sweat continued to emerge from Doppler's forehead.

At this moment, Doppler understood that the soldiers would make such a shrill cry of pain after being hit by the thing shot by the musket.

Compared with the pain of being shot by an arrow and the pain of being shot by the thing shot by this musket, there is no more than just a mention.

...

...

Doppler's fall had a fatal blow to the morale of his subordinates.

Originally, because of Doppler's courage, many soldiers dared to muster up the courage to charge towards an unknown weapon like the musket that had never been seen before.

And now - Doppler, who was invincible in their eyes, also fell down, and he couldn't even stand up after falling down. The morale and fighting spirit of many soldiers collapsed...

...

...

Frank army, this formation.

"No..." Erich closed his eyes in pain, "We can't do anything to the Sheeran army's musketeers..."

"Well..." Rudolph, who was standing beside him, also closed his eyes in pain.

In order to deal with the musketeers of the Sheeran army, they have used all the tricks they can use.

However—regardless of the method they used, they had no choice but to do anything to the Sheeran army's musketeers...

Even the musketeers of the Sheeran army could not deal with it, so it would be nonsense to repel the Sheeran army...

"...Rudolph." Erich slowly opened his eyes that had been closed in pain just now, "We... have no chance of winning anymore, please withdraw our troops..."

"Now we withdraw our troops and we can still retain as much combat power as possible for our Frank army..."

"Well..." Rudolph nodded, "You said...yes...remove troops...we can't defeat Sheeran's army..."

They had no choice but to do anything to repel the Sheeran army - although they were unwilling to admit it, it had become a cold fact...

...

...

Xilan Army, this formation.

"Oh?" El on the watchtower raised his eyebrows, "Have the Franks retreated..."

The constantly changing and slowly retreating Frankish army formations all declared a fact to El that the Frankish army began to retreat.

In El's eyes, the Frankish commander's decision to retreat was really wise.

After discovering the musketeers who were unable to compete with him, he retreated decisively and preserved their Frankish forces as much as possible.

Such decisive judgment and action force El had to give a high evaluation of the commander of the Frank army.

However, no matter how much praise is, El, as the commander of the Sheeran army, still has to do what he should do.

El divided the entire army into 2 parts.

Part of them pursued the retreating Franks.

The other part cleaned the battlefield and swept away the remaining defeated soldiers on the battlefield.

...

...

"Hurry! There are enemy generals here!"

"Quick! The spearman comes forward! Climb and kill this enemy general!"

"It seems that his right shoulder is injured! Kill him!"

"Wearing such high-end armor, you can see that you are a big shot in the enemy! Kill him! I will share the credit!"

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Ahhhh!"

"Uh...my hand!! Uh!"

"Why is this guy so strong?"

"Don't be afraid! He has only one person! As long as you go together, you can kill him!"

"That's right! Don't be afraid!"

"No! This is a monster! We can't be the opponent of this monster!"

"I won't fight!"

"I won't fight anymore! How could we be the opponent of this monster!"

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

...

"What?"

El raised his eyebrows and looked at the messenger beside him.

"There is a very strong enemy general? Hundreds of spearmen have no choice but to attack him?"

"Yes, yes!" the messenger said in a somewhat panicked tone, "The enemy general is using a shackle! No matter how many people there are, they can't get close to him!"

"Chain?" El frowned slightly, "So that's it..."

The superb Frank general who uses flails - El had already guessed who this guy was.

"I understand." El nodded, "Go and help me call Gabriel and the Musketeers."
Chapter completed!