And among the cannons temporarily set up with baskets filled with mud.

"I hope that the wonderful wind, the quiet fire, the thick earth, and the silent water will all be your power."

Bai Duolu, the master of the gun team, once again prayed loudly to the gray-black cast iron copper-bore gun body in front of him: Then the sharp and short whistle sounded throughout.

As the gunner pulled the fire tube hard, the seemingly thick and clumsy six-inch muzzle on the huge wheel stand trembled and burst out a thick cloud of smoke and dark red flames. In an instant, the heavy and huge cast iron sphere roared like electricity to cast a faint track that was extremely far away.

In an instant, the enemy troops that had just gathered in the distance suddenly came to an end at the end of these trajectories, and a shattered corner of the broken limbs and the broken body; and many blood-colored gaps were revealed one after another;

The enemy soldiers surviving near these gaps were like panicked fish swimming under the cauldron or ants trampled into the nest, rushing to avoid retreating and scattering; but they were no longer the ranks of the rigorous and dense formations that were originally rigorous.

At this time, a short whistle sounded again; the asbestos gloves tried hard to pull out the scorching short-tube cannon from the side of the opened breeze, throwing it on the mud and splashing the sizzling smoke; someone came forward and hurriedly dealt with it.

The operator on the other end was busy using the probe rod dipped in the wooden barrel, clearing the inner chamber of the hot body tube of the female gun, and then stuffing a new cannon filled with a medicine bag and ball bullet from the side and rear opening, plugging it into the fire tube with a thick wooden baffle.

With the command and whistle of recalibration and adjustment of the shooting circle, the roar and roared again, and the large amount of smoke and clouds were spewing out; this time, the slightly raised ball blast projection arc extended and swept to the rear of the still dense formation.

Another dozen clearly visible and tortuous blood-colored gaps were cleared out in amidst a faintly scattered and short screams and whimpers that could be heard one after another; however, only one tenth of a moment later, the third round of strikes came immediately with the roar and howling sound of the air breaking through.

Therefore, after just the fourth round of bombardment projection, the enemy soldiers gathered in the blasting range seemed to be unbearable and mostly were already scared. They no longer ignored the constraints and scoldings of the remaining generals and leaders, and became more chaotic people scattered to the left and right.

At this time, with the sound of whistles that quickly became longer, the sound teams wearing leather armor and hat-shaped helmets, holding iron arm bows and pull rods and crossbows also stepped over the staggered cannon bases, and then shot out layers after layers of arrows, throwing lines and low arcs.

Suddenly, the enemy troops who were still in front of the formation who were still roaring hard and wanted to reorganize and gather the team, were shot and shot into the dense white feathers.

At this time, the enemy's front was already in chaos and could no longer be cured. The bows and arrows in the back team were still intact and were radiated lately; it was just that in a hurry, it seemed much more chaotic.

Most of them were scattered in a wide range on the mud in front of the Taiping Sound Team. Only a small part of the scattered arrows were able to fall into the Sound Team, turning over and bringing out the residual gap; then they were dragged down one after another in a muffled groan and completed it again.

However, at this time, the fifth round of attacks that were about to stop and raise the muzzle were also followed by the roar in the enemy's rear formation that was farther away; in an instant, a wave of smoke and dust splashed with large inclined angles that could be seen faintly at the naked eye, the projectiles bounced up and serpentines and serpentines in the enemy's form, causing the tragic cry.

The shooting team also stepped forward in the accompaniment of cannons and the beat of the drum beats, and launched a diagonal shot and launched a smooth shooting, bringing more active targets in the enemy's formation into the range of dense killing.

Therefore, wherever they almost never intermittently cast archery rain, the enemy forces gathered were like ice and snow melting under the warm spring sun, constantly dispersing and turning around and running backwards, leaving behind the trembling body like arrow feathers and blood-colored corpses.

When the remaining bows and arrows in the enemy's rear formation try to shoot and counter them, they will be quickly bombarded by ball bombardment from the sky, and they will never be able to form this time.

I don’t know how long it took and how many rounds they shot, but they suddenly stopped when they could defeat most of the enemy formation by shooting alone; but they all lowered their crossbows in their hands and slowly retreated backwards alternately, showing a posture of losing all their strength.

Then, the enemy's formation that was originally fragile and scattered, seemed to be excited and motivated, suddenly, a new soldier was found from these scattered stragglers, wearing full body and holding long swords and axes.

Under their lead and rolling, the soldiers who retreated seemed to have gained confidence and fighting spirit. They held up swords and snatched guns and flags, and rolled back like a tide, gathered into a new wave of counterattack.

The sound teams that retreated alternately in front of the formation have retreated dozens of steps away one after another. Seeing this, they suddenly scattered like flowing water, dividing towards the left and right wings, revealing a new front line line lined up in line before the cannon base.

It was a Taiping Gunman who was squatting and kneeling in three rows, with only iron-piece breastplate and locks covering his knees, and wearing a wide-brimmed leather hat. He was holding the old man who was pointing at the small halberd and the short gun in his hand, and amid the shouts and the sound of commands, he raised his long gun in his hand in a long distance toward the enemy's rushing towards the rushing enemy.

And in the second row of the half-kneeling gunners, Wang Shengui, who was already a head-in-law, was also trying to control the rapid breathing and inner throbbing. He was almost filled with the messy gasping and swallowing sounds of his comrades in front and back.

Although after repeated intensive training and multiple battles of varying scales, the support and protection of the teams from the front were directly facing the enemy's momentum that was rolling back in such a field of vision. Many people also had their faces stiff and their knuckles were white when they held the musket.

It was only after the old soldiers were suppressed by the strong scolding and roaring that they overcame the impulse and desire to turn around and retreat to the rear camp, like mosquito bites and ants, but they just looked around and took a breath without doing anything that was out of place.

However, in other places in the array, there were vague groans and pains; it was the result of some soldiers who couldn't help but want to drink water or touch other objects being scolded on the spot.

Seeing that the enemy's forces swept through the smoke and dust hit dozens of steps away, it seemed that they had been living a long time, but the orders they were looking forward to had not been issued for a long time.

So, Wang Shengui couldn't help but become more anxious and uneasy. Did he forget or neglect his duties? He suddenly missed the three-eyed gun he had used.

At least this thing is paired with a hand. When facing the enemy, as long as you put the filled medicine in one go, you will pounce on it like a stick and hammer and smash it. You can also use a pointed head and a cone tail to poke people to break the armor.

In contrast, the long-tube gun in my hand that is heavy in front and light in the back has no other means of striking, which is better than nothing, and it can be used as a self-defense.

Therefore, many new gunners would rather spontaneously carry a mass-produced five-stage (a squat and a half-sized knife). When he changed in the anxiety of reality and the release of thoughts, he suddenly heard the long and sharp familiar whistle.

"A moment of floating up the level, the teams will rise..."

Yu Hou, who was responsible for viewing and setting distance, finally shouted out the keyword.

"put.."

"put.."

As the arms and halberds were waved one after another, sparks flashed with the gray and white smoke that burst out, and suddenly covered the front of the gunman array one after another.

The enemy tide that was flying towards him seemed to be suddenly beaten and tripped out of thin air, and his body suddenly burst out of light blood mist and tiny blood flowers.

At the moment when the trigger was pulled, many people, including Wang Shengui, suddenly felt that time suddenly solidified; until the enemy's momentum not far away fell down like a backward planting onion, and then trampled over by countless legs and feet.

Then I came back to my senses. When the autumn came again, the old soldiers and the team officers shouted hard and whistle. I was like a dream and wailing down the long gun in my hand, and then filled in the medicine quickly or in a hurry, pressing the back end with a straight strip and lifting it up.

However, the second ejaculation became even more chaotic. Because in his queue, some people could not resist the tension and deducted the order in advance without waiting for the order.

The result was like a conditional launch chain reaction, which caused an impatient radiation on both sides, completely overwhelming the roars of the old soldiers and the team officers. Fortunately, the enemy's power was closer, as if it was blown by the wind and urged him to fall down again.

Then, they were successively whipped from the back pain, as a warning and reminder for violations in front of the formation; and in the midst of the scorching pain on their backs, Wang Shengui became more and more sober and calm.

It was as if the fear and stagnation of the previous ones were vented together with these two rounds of hasty shots. He almost followed the training schedule without blinking; he quickly completed the steps of clearing the chamber, taking bullets, filling, pressing fire, squeezing, and aiming like a flowing cloud.

However, the team near him was still picking up the mishandled medicine, sweating and clumsy, and then conditioned amid the whistle, reflexively reeling the empty musket, and radiating it with everyone.

Therefore, as the continuous interval of radiation shortens and frequency increases, the array they are in is also increasingly dense and cannot be covered by the smoke and dust that cannot be blown away by the wind.

So much so that the enemy's figures that they were trying to get closer together seemed to gradually become blurry and illusory, leaving only a twisted outline and a singing movement.

It was not until the whistle that finally became completely different that Wang Shengui woke up in the mechanical continuous loading and shooting cycle, and he terrified in his heart to pull out the spike of the casing in the thigh leather hood.

During this process, he had seen some soldiers who were obviously making mistakes or were stunned during this process. How did the sparks explode on his side face and chest, or ignited the medicine bag on his body and burned to the charred area.

But he was like an unmoved bystander, watching him keep fucking his muskets and radiating to the enemy hidden behind his disgust, driven by his skilled physical instinct.

Now, it was finally time to fight against each other; he couldn't help but recall the time when he was being beaten by the old soldiers responsible for the confrontation with the blunt soldiers who took the blades.

However, Wang Shengui stood up with a spike in the ranks of gunmen who had become somewhat different, and waited for several breaths with his heart. He could not wait for the enemy who could rush to kill him. He could no longer see the noise behind the smoke.

Then a sudden and rapid wind finally tore through the cover of the thick smoke and revealed the battlefield that had become empty in front of them; it was the corpse that fell all over the ground, and the scattered back that was gradually fading away.

It was like being absorbed by too much water by the sand during high tide, and the remaining enemy forces that fled and dispersed had become sparse.

The shooting team, which was resting and waiting behind them, also reacted first. They dropped their crossbows and arrow boxes, and took short and narrow four-edged swords, bypassed the edges and gaps of the formation of the gunmen and chased them.

At this moment, Wang Shengui also felt as if his whole body had been pulled out of strength. He sat on the ground in sweat, leaning on a somewhat hot musket. He wanted to take off the kettle with his gurgling arms to quench his thirst, but he could not exert any effort.

Then, a flat pot with smoke and fire was handed over; Wang Shengui, who had half of his body, was numb, and he had a good breath as if he had been borrowed from the general public, and then he slowly recovered from his choking cough.

Then he found out that it was his team deputy Shi Niu, a man who described Jun Hei as inconspicuous and taciturn; he still said in a muffled voice: "Whether you can move, come with me if you can move..."

As for this team, they were shot in the thigh by a spider arrow, and they persisted until the end, and they fainted due to excessive bleeding. They are now receiving emergency treatment in the battlefield.

"able.."

Wang Shengui struggled to get up without hesitation while responding with the greatest strength. Being able to pursue the enemy in the remaining time also means that he would follow the record of the camp and the more personal gains and achievements.

Although the beheading and seizure of pursuit cannot be compared with head-on battles or encounters, it is also considered to improve the order of soldiers, reach the ranks, corresponding benefits, and base of benefits.

In Wuzhou, in Jinhua City, the base camp of the Southern Zhejiang Alliance, Zhang Zimian, with thick eyebrows and heavy locks, was also looking at the messenger in front of him with a bleak face:
Chapter completed!