"Damn... As soon as they get close, fire at will!"
After hearing the officer's explanation, Nelson clenched his teeth and glared outside the city wall, and spat out a sentence fiercely.
Just as the officer had said, the magic cannons mounted on the walls of Backhill Village indeed had ranges of only a hundred meters or so, being short-ranged cannons. These were originally meant for fighting demons, to bombard them all at once when they amassed beneath the city walls, so they were useless against distant targets.
Nevertheless, Nelson wasn't too worried, because their magic cannons couldn't reach the Tank Type 1, and similarly, the Tank Type 1 couldn't reach them either. Thus, he simply ordered the gunners to shoot immediately when the enemy approached any closer.
But just as he had finished giving this order, the two Tank Type 1s stopped a hundred meters away from the city wall suddenly moved—both the armors lifted the long barrel guns on their shoulders!
"What are they doing..."
