Liu Tianyu's voice can be heard clearly in a noisy environment.

Yang Chun, who was hiding behind the cart, looked up at the man in the village who was rushing towards this side in the east. A ruthless look flashed in his eyes and shouted: "What are you doing when you are just standing there? Take action!"

Hearing the order, the twenty men behind the cart in front of the courtyard started to move.

The wooden boards on both sides of each cart are alive. Pull out the wooden bolts on them, and a piece of the wooden boards on both sides will fall down, revealing a gap.

In the gap, eight thick muzzles were aimed at the front. The man on the side filled the gunpowder, tearing open the oil paper bag outside the lead bullet, and pouring the lead bullet in.

"Boat? They have guns? They actually have guns?"

Under the firelight, Chixian saw the muzzle exposed on the cart. While panicking, his face looked ugly.

Chihui's face was gloomy, but she was still calm. She said calmly: "Don't worry, you can see that it is not a general's cannon or a second general cannon. Our distance is far enough to not hit us. At worst, some of the village managers who are trampling on the farm are killed. Aren't these people just doing this?"

He heard what he said, the crazy wife was much more relieved, but Guangji even had a cannon, which still surprised him.

At this time, Chihui continued to say, "Go on, as long as the other party fires the cannon, the monks will rush up immediately and will not give them a chance to fire the second cannon."

At the same time, the bandits also saw the cannon tubes on the big cart.

Cheng Heizi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, glad that he did not rush to take action after he came, but waited for the monks from Guangling Temple to let the other party fight in front of the battle.

If it were his side's horse team, the opponent's cart would have lost a lot of people after a round of artillery fire.

"Second leader, what should I do? The other party has a cannon?" A dark-skinned man next to him said worriedly.

Cheng Heizi pondered for a moment and said, "Let those monk soldiers fight against the first round of gunfire. It will definitely take a long time for the other party to fire the second round. In this gap, our cavalry team rushed up and will definitely grab these guns."

Cannons are good things. Heihu Village has horse teams and archers, but no cannons. Cheng Heizi, who was born in the official army, saw these cannons pulled out by Guangji, and his first thought was how to get them.

The black man next to him ordered Cheng Heizi's words.

"Recharge is complete!"

"Recharge is complete!"

...

Eight big carts and eight cannons, and the man next to him shouted and filled it.

Yang Chun lay on the cart board without moving, waiting for the people in front to approach it little by little until he entered a hundred steps away. He saw him wave his arm and shout, "Let it go."

The eight cannons on the cart were all tiger cannons, and they were filled with shotguns. Each of them had hundreds of small leads. It was a fan when they were shot out. Moreover, the eight cannons were fired at the same time, and the entire way they came was covered by the lead sprayed from the muzzle.

After the sound of cannons, Zhuang Ding, who was rushing forward with the door panel, suddenly stopped. Even with the block of wooden boards, the lead still easily penetrated and hit the person holding the wooden boards behind him.

The crowded crowds before, and after the sound of cannons, a large area suddenly became empty.

The wailing and crying sounded connected a hundred steps away from the east of the Wang family compound, with many dead figures on the ground.

Many people were beaten into sieves on the spot, and people were exhausted and blood was still flowing outside.

The people who were beaten to death on the spot were lucky. Some of them did not die on the spot, but were seriously injured, and their arms or legs were smashed. They could not die for a while and were in pain on the ground.

The monk soldiers who followed the man from the village house were frightened by the tragic situation in front of them.

Zhuang Ding came out with a wailing sound of pain, which shocked them greatly. Coupled with the tragic situation in front, he did not dare to move forward any further, and stopped one after another. Those who were timid simply went back.

"Cleaning the gun barrel, loading gunpowder and lead bullets! Quick, fast, fast." Yang Chun didn't care about observing the results of the battle ahead. He only knew that at such a close distance, it was difficult for anyone to avoid the lead bullets like the fan of the Tiger Zun gun.

Moreover, there were no injuries on the monks and horse bandits, and the men in the village were killed and injured.

Yang Chun dared not waste time and kept urging the man next to the tiger cannon to load up quickly.

The men next to the Tiger Lord's Cannon cooperated very well, and it can be seen that they had trained many times.

As soon as the fight was finished, Yang Chun had already started cleaning and reloading by himself before he could wait for Yang Chun to urge him, and he was very skillful in his movements.

After the person in front cleaned the barrel, the other person had torn the oil paper bag of gunpowder and oil paper bag of lead bullets to start the second round of loading.

"Roar over!" Chihui saw that she had fired the cannon and immediately shouted.

When the monk soldier heard the order, he began to drive the monk soldier who was timid and rushed forward. As for the monk soldier who was unwilling to rush forward, he directly smashed the back of his sword on his body and forced him to move forward.

Cheng Heizi, who was on the other side of the horse bandit, saw him shouting to the people beside him with a tiger face: "Brothers, rush! Their cannons are loaded slowly. Let's ride horses and rush over, kill people and grab cannons. First, go back to the people in the cart to get a reward from the Tiger Master."

The horse bandits have seen life and death characters, and when they hear rewards, they are all full of momentum. Most importantly, they believe Cheng Heizi's words.

Since he said that the cannons on the cart could not fire the second round of cannons, they would definitely not be able to fire.

If the gunner who used these tiger cannons was a soldier from the Ming Dynasty, it would be as Cheng Heizi said, and it would take a long time to fire the second cannon.

However, the gunners beside the cart are all specially trained on Diandingshan Mountain. They are specially trained every day to drive faster and more accurately. Moreover, there are two big men who cooperate tacitly, one person cleans up and the other person loads it. The second gun is loaded in a short time.

On this road leading to the Wang Family Courtyard, monks rushed forward in front, and the horses behind caught up from behind.

The horse's length was faster than the two legs of a man, but the road was so wide that the monk soldiers blocked the horse's team for a while, and the horse's team could not directly cross the monk's team and rushed to the cart.

"Idiot!" The monk soldier leader Chihui, who was behind, cursed inwardly.

The crowding between the two sides gave Yang Chun time to reload the eight tiger cannons.

"From me, one cannon is fired at a distance, leaving four cannons waiting for the next round." Yang Chun ordered.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Four tiger cannons rang out almost at the same time.

Without many Zhuang Dings blocking the cannon, the monk soldiers and horse bandits were instantly shot by lead.

The hundreds of leads in the tiger cannon were hit by a large area, and they attacked the monk soldiers and horse bandits head-on.

The four tiger cannons have hundreds of lead and lead bullets, within one or two hundred steps, not to mention human beings, even horses cannot withstand such blows.
Chapter completed!