Lowland forest area is the name of the small narrow forest that is bordered by the eastern mudflats among the sparse forest surrounding Le Loran.

This narrow forest is only six or seven hundred meters wide and three or four hundred meters deep. The two wings are relatively high. The middle valley slowly lowers and sinks. The gentle earth slope extends from west to east until it is connected to the vast tidal flats on the coast.

This is probably the area with the worst view along the mudflat line. The terrain is basically a huge valley. Whether you look at the sea or the forest, you are easily blocked from your view and it is difficult to feel the magnificence.

But here has unique advantages.

Because it is connected to the mudflat, the entire ring mudflat line is the hunting area closest to the archer and the seabird. The first shooting point can be basically controlled within 50 meters, which is completely incomparable to the ultra-long range of other areas, which is often 100 meters or even more than 200 meters.

Hunting, the first thing you need to shoot is to hit, that is to be hunted.

In the era of front-mounted rifling, the actual combat distance of line shooting is only 7 to 10 meters, and the range that ordinary shooters can accurately grasp through training is roughly 30 meters.

The theoretical effective range of guns is longer, such as the British brown bass, which is about 60 to 70 meters, and the latest French style Charlesville can reach 85 meters.

This is almost the limit of mortals.

Hunter is the king of playing with long spears in this era. France's minimum standard for evaluating a hunter is to use Charleville to accurately hit a 150-meter range. The Americans have created sniper records of 500 meters, but they use Kentucky, and rifled guns are generally not used as the criterion for conventional firepower.

It can be seen that although the first shot point of 50 meters is a little farther, it just allows the skilled hunters to show their light. Compared to the barbaric behavior of sticking to the bird's nest, the summer white pelican hunting in Le Loren has more of a unique taste of elite sociality.

Of course, Miss Emily could not understand this noble taste that involved professional knowledge.

The four troikas slowly stopped in the empty shade of the tree. Miss Emily shook the folding fan lightly, stretching out her embroidered little finger to open a trace of white gauze covering the window.

The sun shines in, reflecting on her emerald green flower-woven skirt, reflecting dazzling brilliance.

"It's so sunny... Miwei, what if such a poisonous sun burns my skin?"

The maid who was accompanying her smiled, and her magic trick seemed to reveal a box of delicate oil from her palm.

"Miss, Madam has been ready. This is the most popular pearl cream in the Eastern Royal Family. It was brought by the Boston Ocean merchants. I heard that it is mixed with pearl powder and pollen, mixed with colorless and odorless fish oil, not only protects from sunlight, but also nourishes the skin."

"Oriental Royal Family!" Miss Emily covered her mouth and almost screamed, "Are they the luxurious nobles who even have their shoes made of gold? What do they use?"

"Yes! The whole Mrs. Le Loran was the first to buy it. This small box is worth more than one hundred and sixty pounds, which is too luxurious."

"Long live Mother!"

The two girls laughed and used a cream that was worth a thousand gold and carefully applied their bare arms and necks to the outside.

The beautiful face does not require extra protection. In order to deal with this important date, Miss Emily used trendy white lead makeup. The tough protective shell may not be penetrated even if it is used to close the fire with a musket. It is just sunshine.

Someone gently knocked the car door, and Miss Emily hurriedly sat down, lifted the veil, put on a dignified smile, and waited for the maid to open the door.

Captain Zirned, known as the noble prince of Martinique, stood solemnly outside the door, with his left hand on his back and his right hand on his chest. The sea-blue captain's uniform highlighted his tall figure, and his smile, which was as bright as the spring breeze, shone with a color that was more intense than the sun.

"Miss Emily Prio, your beauty has fascinated the whole world. Please allow me to invite you to get off the car and appreciate the extraordinary skills of my elite French warriors."

"I am very honored, Mr. Captain." Miss Emily nodded just 15 degrees, and with her slightly drooping eyes, she showed her slender and thick eyelashes in front of Zierneed.

"This is the most beautiful eye in the world, comparable to the clear gem of East Africa."

"You know so much."

"As a seaman, we know everything where French civilization shines."

Zirned poked out his back, caught Miss Emily's slender hand, and helped her jump out of the carriage.

While the lady was not yet firm in her foothold, Zirned suddenly turned his hand. Unexpectedly, her fingers touched the lady's fingers, and Miss Emily avoided it like a frightened bird.

"Miss, you are..."

Miss Emily smiled sly, shedded her tongue slightly, and gently tapped her beautiful lips.

"No, Mr. Captain. The teacher once told me that men and women are far away, and they may not be excited about the same thing in their lifetime. But men and women are very close, so they can be close together by calling names, holding hands, hugging, and kissing."

She raised her hand and shook her fingers like a dance: "I admit that I don't have any disgust towards you, but again, you haven't attracted me yet."

"Is it abrupt? I apologize." Zirned bowed again, "Please allow me to make up for my mistakes with today's rich itinerary."

"It's been a labor."

"On this beautiful coast, we will enjoy a midsummer afternoon. The sunshine, sea breeze, fresh fruits, fine wine... Lunch is the famous seabird sandwich at the naval banquet. For this reason, I also brought the most elite shooters on the ship."

"They are the pride of the French Navy. Under my command, they have defeated countless vicious enemies. Their elite names have spread throughout the Caribbean ocean!"

Listening to Zirned's enthusiastic speech, to be honest, Miss Emily felt a little sleepy...

The so-called elites who were dispersed with sweat and other strange smells could not arouse her any interest, but fortunately, Zirned, who was holding such a group of soldiers in her hand, became interesting in her eyes.

Power is the expensive jewelry worn by men. Whether it is expensive or jewel, it is Miss Emily's beloved thing.

She especially knows how to deal with such a scene.

Thinking of this, Miss Emily opened the folding fan to cover her mouth, and sighed softly in surprise.

"Mr. Captain, are these sailors the best soldiers in the world?"

"Of course it's the case!" Zirned smiled proudly, "I rolled on the bumpy deck with the wind and huge waves. As long as I approached the death distance of 30 meters, my soldiers could use lead bullets to lift the enemy's heads. They are the world's top sharpshooters, and the shaking battleships are invincible, let alone a group of wild birds living on land."

"With such a loyal warrior, you will definitely have a bright future, right?"

"Remedy it, it won't be." Zirned kissed his fingertips and showed his military rank at Miss Emily. "A 28-year-old major, the unbeaten battle, I am destined to become a general, sooner or later, wearing the crown of the nobles in front of Lijun."

Miss Emily looked longing: "I really want to see such a grand scene with my own eyes."

"You'll see." Zirned stepped forward and reached out to take Miss Emily's waist.

Miss Emily smiled and avoided again, pointing to the already-built snatcher platform: "Let's enjoy the hunting, Mr. Captain, Emily is hungry."

"Hunting...hunting..." Zirned laughed awkwardly, "Today's prey is a bit cunning."

...

With a command, the hunting began.

The sabers lined up along the mudflats, searching for the prey in front of them in their standing postures.

The white pelican lives in the sea and doesn't like the end of the mudflat that is too dry. The shooting distance of more than 50 meters makes each shooter a little nervous, so no one has fired the most confident first shot.

The bored Miss Emily gradually lost her patience. Zirned saw it and the expression on her face gradually became cold.

He called the adjutant to his side and whispered: "Wait a little longer, my prey will run away, lieutenant."

"Yes! Sir! I'll urge them now!"

Urge, anxious, and inadequate preparation.

Under the increasing pressure, a shooter finally shot the first shot, bang!

The lead bounce flew out and began to tilt in more than 20 meters, drifting further and further away, perfectly avoiding the target and hitting a rock on the mudflat.

Birds flew up in shock.

The hula-la-like chaos alarmed the other shooters standing by, and gunfire sounded in succession, so it was natural that they failed to hit any target.

Miss Emily opened her mouth silently, quickly changed into the right worship and ignorance, took the initiative to grab Zirned's sleeve, and said timidly: "Sir Captain, the wind is so strong."

"Wind...ah...this damn wind!" Zirnedford reached his heart, "This damn wind is really disturbing. Sorry, Miss, there are wild birds flying all over the sky now. In order not to hurt the innocent, we can only wait patiently for a while."

“You are so kind.”

"We are soldiers. If we abandon mercy, wouldn't we be the same as the beast?"

Zirned suddenly regained his confidence, scorching his stomach, trying to win another shot for his face.

"Miss probably doesn't know that the shooting at the beach is always full of surprises, just like the gust of wind now. Under such strong winds, no matter how good the shooter is, he cannot hit the target. Wait for the wind, wait for the waves, and defeat everything, that is..."

Bang!

A gunshot burst out from a distance, and a soaring white pelican fell.

Miss Emily looked at it blankly and subconsciously blurted out: "Ah, I'm hit..."

Zirned almost carried it over and took a few breaths of excitement before he could barely continue the topic.

"There is no absolute in the world. The temporary luck is amazing, but if you mistake luck for your strength..."

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

There were five gunshots, each sounded, and each sounded, and the birds flew away.

When the gunshots end, the birds in the sky disappeared, and the sky above the mudflats were filled with danger. Even if it was not the time for hunting, they were willing to go to sea to survive!

Miss Emily tilted her head and looked at the clear sky, and thoughtfully squeezed out a smile: "Mr. Captain, my mother once said that red wine and bread are supreme delicacies. Perhaps, God just doesn't want us to miss the delicacy..."

"Maybe that's the case..." Zirned gritted his teeth, cut his teeth, and looked at the invisible sound source from afar. "But such delicacies need external help, I think, how about the gallows?"
Chapter completed!