Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Chapter 885
(Attach some pictures of Fighting Street for easy understanding of some descriptions)
When Styracosaurus staggered and fell down, several bursts of long and short horn flutes came from the top of the stepped city wall.

The shrill sound of the horn whistle cut through the roar of the artillery fire and could be heard throughout Battle Street.

This is an order for the collective use of restraint bombs.

The hunters responsible for manipulating the heavy crossbows paused their attacks one after another, loaded the restraint bullets made of pure steel and connected with strong steel cables onto the crossbow bed, and quickly used the winches to fully pull the crossbow strings.

"beep--!"

Another piercing flute sounded.

After receiving the signal, more than a dozen heavy-duty bed crossbows on the three stepped city walls were activated at the same time, and with the sound of "swish", restraint bullets with ferocious barbs rushed towards the giant halberds raging in Battle Street.

Gordon had never seen so many volleys of restraint rounds.

When fighting against Lingshanlong in the sand sea, the dragon-fighting ship used two pairs of restraint bombs to firmly fix the hull to Lingshanlong's side.

In the defensive battle of the old mountain dragon in the old village of Minergard, four pairs of restraint bullets controlled the old mountain dragon for a long time.

Of course, it is also related to the insufficient number of heavy bed crossbows in the Dragon Fighting Ship and the Old Village.

But no matter what, it was really prudent to command the heavy bed crossbow to fire restraint rounds when Styracosaurus fell down, or to use a dozen heavy bed crossbows to fire at the same time.
Is the commander a master?That's no wonder, Master has always liked to play steadily.

The restraint bullets hit the armpits, the roots of the limbs and other parts of the Styracosaurus one after another. From the impact points, it can be seen that the shooters operating the heavy bed crossbows are experienced or have received targeted training.

The muscles in these parts are thicker, which is convenient for the barbs of the restraining bullets to get stuck, and at the same time, it is not conducive to the power of the giant halberd, making it difficult to break free.

This wave of offensive, whether it is the timing of the launch, the number of restraint bullets, or the positions locked by the shooters, is quite perfect.

Even if Laoshanlong is here, it will inevitably be firmly locked on the ground, unable to move for a long time.

However, in fact, the effect of this salvo of restraint bullets was not as good as expected.

The thick keel oil flowing from the giant halberd dragon's body, as well as those sharp metal objects, played a very good role in blocking and buffering.

Most of the restraint bullets were not pierced deep enough, and even nearly half of the restraint bullets could not be shot into the giant halberd's body at all, and fell down one after another as soon as it moved a little.

In the end, there were only four or five steel cables that were successfully fixed, and they were unevenly distributed. This meant that although Styracosaurus was held in place, half of its body could still move.

It struggled frantically.

Under normal circumstances, a large creature would not break free after being hit by a restraint bullet.

After all, the crossbow bolt with huge barbs was stuck in the flesh, and if it was forced to break free, it would be easy to tear off a large piece of flesh.

But this was not a problem at all for Styracosaurus, which had a dragon-shooting gun pierced through its chest and was still able to move freely after half of its internal organs were blown to pieces.

Compared with injury and pain, what the chaotic-minded Phytosaurus could not bear was the feeling of being bound.

"Gah!" it roared crazily.

The remaining four or five steel cables tensed instantly, making an overwhelmed clang.

As it swung violently, the heavy bed crossbow connected to one of the steel cables was pulled out together with the bolt buried deep in the ground.

Seeing this, the high-ranking hunters who were about to seize the opportunity to launch a strong attack retreated immediately.

In the state of crazy struggle, the movements of Styracosaurus were completely unpredictable and even more dangerous than when they were moving freely. The steel rope that could break at any time could cut them in half.

Standing at a high place, looking down at the entire battlefield, Kambei (Master Craftsman) frowned.

The tactic of restraining the volley of bullets failed. Not only did it fail to control the giant halcyon, but it may force the giant halcyon to shift its attention to the fort and bed crossbow prematurely.

It can't go on like this.

Suppressing the tightness in his chest from a severe cough, he said to the herald beside him, "Sign the hunters to back off and fire the dragon-killing cannon!"

"Beep!" With the sound of the warning horn whistle, the high-ranking hunters surrounding the giant halberd retreated even faster.

Amidst the roar of machinery, the dragon-killing cannon that had just been reloaded slowly turned its muzzle, preparing for the second launch.

Although Styracosaurus is crazy, it is not a savage beast without intelligence. The previous dragon-killing cannon left a very deep impression on it.

When it was aimed at by the muzzle, a strong sense of crisis drove it to bend its legs and claws, and jump sideways with all its strength.

Pushed by the astonishingly strong muscle power, the remaining steel cables were also snapped, or the crossbow bolts were pulled out of its body together with flesh and blood.

Due to the involvement of these steel cables, the giant halberd dragon's take-off was unsuccessful. With this jump, it forcibly broke free from the restraints, but it also fell to the ground due to loss of balance.

But it was a successful dodge.

The Dragon Slayer Cannon roared furiously, but the Dragon Slayer Carbon Cannonball entwined with high-intensity dragon-attributed energy passed by the giant halberd and landed on the ground tens of meters away.

The golden explosion rose into a mushroom cloud.

The ground was trembling, and a huge crater appeared on the repeatedly tamped ground of the battle square. The remaining dissipated dragon attribute energy turned into tiny red arcs, crackling and jumping in the crater.

The shock wave of the explosion knocked the fallen Styracosaurus upside down, and its body dripping with black oil was covered with gravel and dust, making it look particularly embarrassed.

But compared to being hit directly by the Dragon Slayer Cannon, this situation is much better.

At this time, Campbell was no longer as meek as usual, and the moment he noticed that the cannonball hit the giant halberd's body, he yelled in a hoarse voice:

"Retreat! Near the Dragon Slayer Cannon, all personnel retreat!"

Although it was difficult to see the giant halberd in the square from the wall because of the smoke from the explosion, he knew that the latter's counterattack would come soon.

The engineers who were in charge of manipulating the Dragon Slayer Cannon rushed out of the cannon cabin, buried their heads and ran wildly, and the guild knights guarding Campbell couldn't care less, picked him up and ran away.

Sure enough, in just a few seconds, the blazing dragon's breath broke through the barrier of smoke and dust, covering the dragon-killing cannon including the huge cannon base with complex structure.

"Boom!"

The sound of black oil detonating was endless.

The giant halberd dragon's breath lasted for a very long time, and after more than ten seconds, the jet of dragon flames slowly stopped.

The expensive gun barrel was burning in the flames of oil, which also cost a lot of manpower and material resources. The gun mount made of high-strength alloy gradually became red hot and cracked.

Although on the whole, the Dragon Slayer Cannon shrouded in flames seemed to be fine, but anyone with a little bit of engineering knowledge would know that this most advanced giant artillery on the entire continent had been completely scrapped.

There is no point of maintenance at all, even if you want to disassemble it and return it to the furnace, it will become very difficult because of the keel oil stuck on it.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the ammunition depot storing the dragon-killing carbon shells was buried very deep underground, and there was no martyrdom. Otherwise, even this stepped city wall might collapse on a large scale.

After burning the dragon cannon, Styracosaurus turned around and turned his attention to the turrets and heavy crossbows on the surrounding city walls.

Due to the lack of pain perception, even though the continuous attacks of these city defense weapons caused a lot of damage to it, Styracosaurus was never aware of this, or even noticed their existence.

It only felt that the high-ranking hunters running around in front of its eyes were more annoying, so it never attacked the city wall.

However, the bondage of restraint bullets caught its attention and completely angered it.

Like an overloaded boiler, a blazing light symbolizing high temperature blazed out from its riddled chest, astonishing heat radiated around it, and even the black grease covering its body melted under this high temperature. , flowing all over the place.

"Hooraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Amidst the frenzied roar, the giant halberd dragon jumped up and rushed towards the seemingly indestructible stepped walls.

(End of this chapter)