amaotonovel Chapter 78 Storm Chase
Chapter 78 Storm Chase
"drive!"
Alicia had taught Alice to ride a horse, but the royal riding field and the wild were clearly not the same conditions. Alice tried her best to maintain her balance, with the repeating gun slung across her body. She had redesigned the rifle sling in her own hand, so that by pulling two loops, it could be transformed into a single-point sling that could be worn diagonally across her body and extended with a strap to connect to the rifle.
Farouk led her into a hilly path. Brittany's inland territory was mostly mountainous. Alice rode her horse across a stream, her hooves kicking up water droplets. Behind her were more mounted infantrymen, many of whom were cavalrymen from nomadic families. They held a Sharps rifle in one hand and the reins in the other. The breech-loading rifles gave the cavalrymen the ability to reload and fire in a short time.
"It's getting dark, there's going to be a downpour!"
Alice looked up. The sky was filled with rolling dark clouds. Although there was no typhoon, the torrential rain had a powerful impact on the battles of this era. Alice immediately ordered everyone to put on raincoats. She also put on the raincoat handed to her by an officer. The rubber raincoat made of carbon disulfide-melted rubber was not cheap, but in the military, cost was secondary.
"They've been walking for about an hour. At horseback speed, we'll catch up with them soon. Right there, in the Octarania Mountains, it's an excellent ambush spot!"
Farouk pointed to the mountains above the treetops in the distance. They were indeed towering mountains. Alice nodded. The sky was completely dark, with dark clouds rolling in, threatening to bring a downpour at any moment.
"We've really entered a storm."
Farouk led them to a stop beside a cliff. A road stretched into the distance, and the bushes, trees, grass, and high ground formed an excellent ambush location.
The horses were hidden, and Alice led the troops to take up advantageous positions on the cliffs, in the bushes on both sides, and behind the trees. All the soldiers' rifles had to be ready to fire, and their weapons were covered with canvas to prevent them from getting wet in the rain.
It's raining..
Large raindrops pelted the leaves, and then more and more raindrops fell, making visibility increasingly lower. Alice, wearing a raincoat, held her rifle without moving. Farouk lay beside her, and an officer lay on the other side. Before the battle began, they needed to wait for the target to appear.
The land, the rain, the insects—Alice disregarded the rain and the filth of the soil. She sensed a faint presence; the hero was arriving with his army.
"Ready to fight!"
Alice whispered. The officer crept to the side and relayed the order to the soldiers. A simple sentence was passed on. Some gripped the butts of their rifles, some swallowed hard, and most simply watched the road, ready to pull the trigger at any moment.
"coming!"
Alice saw figures on the road, the church army fled in panic, and Alice could sense a familiar aura—the Holy Sword.
"He is a hero!"
Alice aimed at the crowd and pulled the trigger.
boom!
"Fire!"
Alice shouted, and the soldiers pulled the triggers. In the pouring rain, the firing rate was not high. Some soldiers pulled the levers, pushed out the cardboard bullets, and loaded new bullets.
However, a dozen or so rifles still managed to fire, inflicting heavy casualties on the church army, with most of them falling. Alice stood up, raised her rifle, and saw a petite figure being escorted into the woods by several church soldiers. She realized—it was the hero!
She raised her gun, the metallic cartridges giving her rifle the ability to fire in the rain, but the hero's figure had already quickly disappeared into the woods. Alice lowered her gun.
"Tsk! What an annoying guy!"
Without thinking too much, Alice took off running, rushing across the rain-soaked road and into another grove of trees. She could feel the Holy Sword there, and the hero there.
All she could hear was the sound of rain, and her eyes were constantly being wet by raindrops. Alice wiped the raindrops away, and in the dark forest, she could only rely on instinct and intuition to find her way and her target.
She smelled something; the stench of blood was growing stronger.
It was getting closer. Alice thought, gripping her rifle with both hands, the butt against her chest, ready to fire at any moment. She soon spotted a blurry figure in the woods, raised her gun, and pulled the trigger without even aiming.
boom! ! ! !
Gunshots pierced the raindrops, and the stench of blood instantly intensified. Alice realized she had successfully hit a target, but it wasn't the hero; her aura remained unchanged.
She sensed the hero's presence and sped away, but the one she had shot was already lifeless. With pursuers behind her, the hero didn't have time to look at his fallen companion. Alice continued running forward, leaping between stones, avoiding uneven rocks and small slopes. The vampires' strength and endurance were not linked; she had already run a long way, but still felt no fatigue.
Alice knew she had closed the distance between them once again. She saw the two dark figures getting closer and closer, and she pulled the trigger again. The recoil of the 13mm bullet caused the rifle to slam into her shoulder, and a thick tree exploded, scattering wood chips everywhere.
Missed!
Alice pulled the lever, the bullet was ejected, the next shot entered the chamber, she pulled the trigger again, and continued to pull the lever. Alice chased after the hero while pulling the trigger, each shot putting psychological pressure on him.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"
Alice finally hit something, and the person who was hit screamed. It was not a hero either. Alice continued the chase, and during the chase, she saw a church knight lying on the ground, clutching his broken leg and screaming in agony.
With no time to deal with the others, Alice continued running forward. As the hero drew closer, she stopped.
A somber figure stood before her, holding the church's so-called holy sword. Alice raised her rifle and approached the hero.
"What... is she a loli?"
The hero raised his holy sword, realizing that the rifle in the little girl's hand was more effective than his holy sword, but he remembered that she had fired a full seven shots.
7 rounds.
Alice pulls the trigger—"click!"
The hero immediately launched an attack, his holy sword flashing as it slashed at Alice. Alice threw her rifle at the hero, deflecting the blow. Alice jumped up; in the darkness, her vision was superior.
"You are... a demon? No, no, no, you're not a demon, you're a vampire! Let me guess... the rumored vampire royal family only has two members..."
Alice drew her sword; were the two now on equal footing?
Click!
With her other hand, Alice pulled out a Colt 1873.
"Hey! That's a foul!"
"We're not in a competition, so how can there be a foul?"
Boom! ! !
The hero was trying to figure out a way to escape. After all, others might not know what the little girl was holding, but he was well aware of the power of that revolver. It wasn't a flintlock gun!
"Hey......."
He suddenly pointed behind Alice. Alice didn't turn around, but pointed the pistol at him.
"Trying to play these little tricks on us?"
"No! It's a mudslide!!!!!!!!!!"
Alice turned around, and mud, carrying trees and everything that could be pushed, was sweeping towards them!
"Loli swearing!"