Bang!

Outside the Sioux tribe, a sound of cannons sounded.

Anthony watched helplessly, a solid bullet landed on the bed where Anna was sitting.

He was scared and sweated.

If Anna hadn't hurriedly ran out, she would have been killed by solid shells.

"Anthony, hurry up! Take the people to transfer!"

Peter, who fell on the ground, stood up and exclaimed loudly.

"The sun is not set, and they suddenly surrounded the village, with as many as thousands!"

How many thousand people?

Anthony's face changed drastically, why did so many people suddenly appear?

Are they already determined to break through here?

"Anna! Take all the women to hide in the cave."

Anthony pulled Anna on the ground and gave an order.

Anna nodded in a daze, knowing that something big happened.

She glanced at Peter, unable to recognize who his subordinate was, and hurriedly ran out from him.

Peter looked at it blankly and couldn't help asking Anthony.

"Lao An, is this your horse?"

"This is Shen Lang's horse! Do you still have time to consider this? Hurry up and kill the enemy."

Anthony shouted angrily and pulled Peter out.

Shen Langmazi?

Brother, you're a little too much!

Peter didn't have time to think too much and was pulled outside by Anthony.

Bang!

Another solid bullet fell into the tent, completely smashing the tent.

Peter was so scared that if Anthonyla hadn't had it himself, it might have become a roll of meat at this time.

The tribe is already in chaos.

The women, children, and the elderly, were led by Anna to retreat to the rear.

It was a canyon, and Sioux people dug out caves on both sides of the canyon to temporarily avoid them.

The men ran around in panic and didn't know what to do.

Anthony shouted: "Don't panic, everyone! Rise your horse, pick up your sabers, and follow me to kill the enemy!"

As he said that, he rushed to the tent where the leader was.

The solid bombs in the sky have flew over, which is really too dangerous.

Everyone must leave here, or they will be smashed into meat sauce.

Carlos, the old Sioux leader, pulled the high priest Azart and ran out.

"Anthony, the sun is coming, what should I do? Are the Hurons and the others going to destroy us?"

Carlos asked in panic.

"No matter who it is, leave first! There are too many people on the other side."

Anthony looked at the crowd outside the village and became more and more shocked.

He has experienced many battles and knew that there were only three or four thousand people on the other side, or even more.

Rows of cannons were pushed in front of them and were preparing for a second round of artillery attacks.

However, I didn't see the Hurons, nor did I see the Muggles.

He didn't have time to think about it.

"Class Carlos, with his non-combatants, immediately hide in the canyon."

"I'll find a way to deal with them!"

Carlos nodded repeatedly, and no longer said anything to pull Azart and was about to leave.

But when Azart left, he suddenly grabbed Peter again.

There was a plea in his eyes, hoping that he would go with him to avoid it for a while.

Peter didn't expect that this child was still thinking about him at the critical moment, and he suddenly felt a warm feeling.

He shook his head, "Do not solve any problem."

"Azart, don't worry about me!"

After saying that, he pushed the other party and turned over and rode a horse.

Anthony glanced at the other party with approval, thinking that what he said in history was nonsense.

Peter III did not look cowardly.

"Peter! You lead a team of people, I lead a team of people, and attack left and right to disperse their artillery positions first."

"good!"

Peter roared boldly and rushed out of the village with a group of Sioux people.

"ignition!"

Three hundred meters outside the village.

The commander shouted loudly, and nearly a hundred artillery fired a burst of smoke again.

Solid shells covered the sky and rushed towards the Sioux villages.

Under the thick smoke, people can't understand the dynamics on the opposite side.

The musketeers choked and coughed violently from behind, complaining that they had used cannons to deal with such small tribes?

There is no way, and the captains of several battalions are unwilling to be so troublesome.

But nearly a thousand people died in the Hurons, making them reluctant to make unnecessary sacrifices.

Especially since we decided to break through the Quebec defense line and grab the port and escape.

It is really troublesome to carry a bulky iron cannon and seriously affect the speed of the marching.

Why not set off fireworks here so that everyone can relax.

I believe that after three rounds of artillery attacks, no one will survive.

Several battalion captains gathered together, smoked cigars and cigarettes with each other, and discussed something softly.

After the smoke dissipates, after another round of artillery attacks, send someone in to take a look.

If there are living people, they will just finish the attack and then rob them of their food and prepare to set off.

pity!

What they met was destined not to be the cowardly Hurons.

When the choking smoke was about to dissipate, the artillery was about to fill the third round of ammunition, but suddenly stopped.

They heard a sound of horse hooves.

This is……

Everyone couldn't help but put down the shells and stood up to see clearly what was happening opposite.

A figure had already rushed out of the thick fog.

"Kill them all for me!"

Anthony held up two sabers and slashed directly at the artillery.

"Wacao, they are here!"

The artillery only had time to shout, but Anthony was chopped to the ground.

More people rode their horses out of the thick fog.

The Sioux people raised their sabres with anger.

The poor artillery soldiers were overwhelmed by random swords and horses without any time to react.

The same goes for the other side.

Even more fierce than Anthony's side.

Peter has a modern firearm given by Shen Lang, and riding on a horse makes a point shot.
To be continued...