After charging down the mountain with his longsword, old Sebastian slashed at the caveman who had just dug through the mountain.

It was split in half.

But having learned from the previous experience, the fortress commander has opened up new avenues and changed his tactics.

The cavemen were able to excavate the cave in one go, starting from a 3-meter by 3-meter mark.

So even though Sebastian killed the caveman, centaurs continued to pour out of the cave.

However, Sebastian, who was the number one fighter under Ouyang Qianjin, fought the centaurs with ease.

Even though the cave entrance only allowed two centaurs to fight side-by-side at a time, he seemed to handle it with ease.

"Sebastian! Release the centaurs to fight!"

This time, Ouyang Qianjin did not intend to fight by blocking the road.

After hearing Ouyang Qianjin's order, old Sebastian quickly retreated a few meters to make way for the centaur.

Upon seeing this good news, the centaurs who had been blocked at the cave entrance excitedly rushed out.

And those behind them followed suit with great enthusiasm.

The result was that the person who was hit was immediately struck by Ouyang Qianjin's Weakness Curse.

Then he was killed by Sebastian with a few quick blows from his two-handed sword.

The battle between the two sides continued for more than two hours.

During this time, the centaur commander ordered the cavemen to dig several more caves.

However, they were all firmly blocked within a defensive circle ten meters away by the centaur skeletons transformed by Ouyang Qianjin.

"Tsk!"

Ouyang Qianjin had a headache.

It's not that we encountered any particularly difficult problems.

However, the intense battle that lasted for nearly three hours left her somewhat exhausted.

If she hadn't always been providing support with firearms, her mental strength might have been completely exhausted long ago.

It seems I still need some kind of mental tonic to replenish myself.

Otherwise, once the intensity of the battle increases, even his meager mental strength will be...

Miss Ouyang has made up her mind.

After this battle, we must get a good rest and use the herbs we collected to make something before continuing our journey.

Otherwise, who knows what might happen next time.

Having more ways to save your life is always a good thing.

It's obvious that Miss Ouyang is being modest.

If other magic classes knew that Ouyang Qianjin could fight continuously for three hours, they would probably jump up in surprise.

Spiritual power is something that can't be quantified and seen like a mana bar or HP in a game.

Therefore, most magicians will sit down and rest for half an hour to an hour to recover their mental energy when they feel mentally exhausted.

However, their endurance is mostly only about an hour, while some better hidden professions can last for two hours continuously.

But this is already the limit.

Now, after three hours, Ouyang Qianjin is only 'tired' and hasn't reached her limit yet.

If I told anyone, no one would believe me.

However, while mental strength is somewhat related to one's profession, it ultimately depends on the individual.

For someone like Ouyang Qianjin, whose soul has been tormented for eight long years, it seems understandable that she is stronger.

"Looks like we'll have to use a secret weapon!"

After resting for a couple of minutes, Ouyang Qianjin reached out and grabbed the side of her wheelchair, moving to a place covered with a dark green canvas.

The area behind the mountain and the city wall has now been largely hollowed out by the cave dwellers.

The centaur warriors also swarmed up, crowding at the foot of the mountain, trying to rush in and kill them.

On the other two sides, there were more than two hundred skeletons fighting against the Zhang brothers.

On this side, there was only himself, Sebastian, and a hundred newly transformed centaur skeletons.

But it's alright.

To prevent the rear lines from being overwhelmed, Ouyang Qianjin had taken extensive precautions.

She reached out and pulled down the green canvas in front of her, revealing a brand-new heavy machine gun.

It possesses the LM3 heavy machine gun with a 12.7 mm caliber.

The theoretical rate of fire is 600 rounds per minute, and the combat rate of fire is at least 80 rounds per minute.

It has a magazine capacity of 60 rounds and comes with a stock and an adjustable tripod.

Ouyang Qianjin adjusted her wheelchair and then placed the butt of the gun on her shoulder.

He grinned.

With a sinister grin, the young lady of the Ouyang family pulled the trigger.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Unlike the 'bang-bang' sound of a pistol or the 'rat-rat' sound of a rifle.

The sound of the heavy machine gun was deep and resonant.

Those centaurs hit by 12.7mm bullets shared the same feeling.

Those who were hit were basically cut in half at the waist.

None were spared.

Most importantly, its powerful penetrating force means that each bullet takes away more than one life.

This really startled the attacking centaurs.

certainly.

The centaurs weren't the only ones frightened; the Zhang brothers, who were defending the other two sides, were also startled.

Zhang Mo, who was still firing his rifle, was startled by the sudden sound beside him.

I turned my head and looked!

Good heavens!

While I was frustratedly shooting at myself, that young lady was already having sex!

A 12.7 mm caliber machine gun can hardly be called a 'cannon'.

But a single bullet hitting a centaur would definitely cause 'guts to burst'.

Then look at those centaurs that have been hit.

Huh—

I simply can't bear to look...

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