Chapter 280
‘Fifty men? Sir Raymond alone can handle that.’
Raymond’s greatest strength was his extreme long-range sharpshooting. What was even more astonishing was his rapid-fire ability. Raymond’s concentration and accuracy were beyond imagination, mowing down the battlefield at a speed many times faster than an ordinary sniper.
By the time someone pinpointed his location, he would have already eliminated everyone there single-handedly. Raymond didn’t even need a scope for his vision, and he selected firing positions with foresight far beyond what ordinary people could imagine.
With such cover from him, fifty men weren’t a particularly daunting number.
Zion draped his own coat over Lewis and sent him to the rear. His role was to buy time, and if necessary, throw a bomb. Some of Lewis’s allied nobles might die, but the most important thing was Lewis’s survival.
Raymond had made the right decision in assigning Zion to Lewis’s side. Zion excelled at prioritizing his objectives and adapting to rapidly changing situations. He watched the men from behind a tree, observing their movements.
The soldiers, who had been firing indiscriminately, stopped shooting as their comrades began to fall. They had charged in expecting a one-sided massacre but quickly realized that they were the ones being hunted.
“Find him! There’s a sniper! Fall back and get under the trees—”
“Gahhhh!”
The jaw of the man at the front was blown off by a bullet. The scene was gruesome, but he wasn’t immediately dead. The victim himself panicked, and the surrounding soldiers screamed at the sight.
“The reinforcements will join us soon! Don’t lose your nerve!”