As long as he could get it, Zhang Yang would naturally not be polite. With a command, the fireworks also opened fire.

However, when those "stone bombs" fell from the sky, they immediately turned the first trench into thick smoke, and Zhang Yang's face changed.

The other party is so shameless, he actually uses this kind of thing?

As a graduate of the light weapons major, he naturally has a deep understanding of the development history of firearms. In this era, there are indeed such inhumane weapons.

This is a kind of fireball, but it does not use fire to kill the opponent, but relies on thick smoke. This thick smoke is the crystallization of the wisdom of countless weapon makers. As long as you smell it, you may faint.

And now, it was the north wind again, which just blew the thick smoke here, and even the defenders standing on the top of the city were a little dizzy.

The God of War Cannon had just fired twice, and the opponent's Hui Cannon fired a second batch of such weapons.

The rain of bullets from the scattered fireworks has completely covered the opponent's forward. It can be seen that the opponent has suffered numerous casualties and injuries.

However, there is no doubt that this time, all three trenches will be lost.

"Mr. Shi, immediately organize the citizens to dip all the towels and cloth heads, dip them in water, and give each person one." Zhang Yang changed his mind as soon as he finished speaking: "Get some water first, and everyone tear down a piece of cloth from their bodies, and each person immediately covers his mouth with a wet cloth."

I’m just collecting towels now, and it’s a bit late. The battle is urgent. Let’s use clothes instead.
Chapter completed!