Chapter 258: The Power of the Firebolt

The wind blew on the face of the Japanese general who was the leader, his standard Japanese figure, short and stocky, like a round ball, his eyes were full of perseverance and tyranny, as the head of the army, that is, the general of the service, naturally experienced in a hundred battles, countless battles made him have a special sense of smell on the battlefield, and the kind of troops with iron cannons on the opposite side He naturally saw their unreasonable cube, hehe? With so much gunpowder, and the wall tube is so thin? Aren't you afraid of exploding, and there are even soldiers who use mallets, oh my God, is this a joke, even using a mallet to use a firebolt? Are they ancient humans?

And those five thunder god machines make him even more funny? Toys? It's really a toy, it's very similar to the thing that set off fireworks in his hometown, is this group of people using fireworks to fight? He took two steps back, he valued honor, and felt that fighting with this group of fools would insult the honor of his samurai, and slaughtering this army that fought in a ridiculous way would make him be ridiculed by his companions in the future, so he ran slower, and naturally other samurai rushed in front of him.

Wang Youcai squinted his eyes, his expression was cold, as soon as he raised his hand, all the Ming soldiers were on the trigger, a pair of eyes were indifferent, looking at the Japanese in front of him, the disdain on the face of the Japanese Kou, the arrogance on his face, the kind of ridicule on their faces, they were already bland, this kind of thing happened too many times, the ridicule of their firearms, and finally under the continuous fire guns, the tsunami-like offensive turned into fear and powder.

Bang bang bangβ€”β€”β€”β€” suddenly, there was a burst of explosions like fried beans, the sound was crisp and deafening, the eardrums were a little painful, and bursts of smoke suddenly rose, and the row of fire guns sprayed flames at the same time, accompanied by billowing green smoke, and the air was a black straight line.

Puff puff, then there was a burst of the sound of flesh and blood splashing, the bullet hit the body of those warriors, their iron armor shattered like tofu, and immediately a blood mist rose from the chest, looking like a red cloud from a distance, accompanied by a burst of screams, fell to the ground and recovered, rolling all over the ground, letting out a miserable howl.

The pain of the bullet hitting the person is absolutely unbearable for normal people, and those brave warriors on weekdays fell to the ground in an instant, and they howled miserably, and those Japanese were immediately shocked by terrible weapons on their backs, this powerful firearm? Behind him, he watched in disbelief at the scene of the soldiers in front of him falling to the ground and howling.

What shocked those pirates even more was that the pirates in front of them just turned a gun and did not fill the gunpowder, a cloud of green smoke rose up, and a random burst of samurai fell again, a burst of blood mist rose, the samurai fell one by one, and the fire guns were unconscious, and every sound of guns was a samurai falling, and they gritted their teeth and resisted the fire guns that made them fearful, and kept charging.

Thirteen formations, the continuous explosion of thirteen bursts of firearms, more than three hundred samurai fell, the rest of the samurai all paused, the head in front of him scratched his head, he was now thinking about whether he should step forward? This terrifying firearm made him pause in some fright, not knowing whether to step forward or not. What the hell is this!

The samurai were all shocked and stopped there, Shimazu Mitsuhisa in the distance, his face immediately turned blue, his eyes were full of disbelief, and said: "Impossible, what is this" He said in shock, his mouth was big, and everyone on the side was equally shocked, this terrifying firearm gave them an idea of subverting their worldview.

"Thirteen arrays, thirteen horrific firearms, you don't need to reload gunpowder, am I dreaming?" Mitsuhisa Shimazu said this, his voice trembling, unbelievable, with a trembling look in his voice.

The same is true of the people in the distance, Koji almost didn't stand firm, looking at the samurai who fell to the ground and howling, there was a dream-like feeling, was that still the Shimazu family samurai who used to show the current flow of swords? Being slaughtered like a chicken and a dog, the guys who howled on the ground and exposed all the internal organs and intestines were really those horrible guys.

"Who the hell are these pirates, and what are those horrible firearms?" All the samurai said in disbelief and disbelief, with unspeakable horror in their tones.

Wang Youcai looked at these people, shook his head, waved his hand, and the fifty people on the side immediately dispersed, they were very scattered next to them, they did not look like a queue, they were very scattered.

The front head was even more strange, if he first encountered this situation and thought that the person on the other side was crazy, the fire guns were fired separately, but after the thirteen rows of fire guns just now, it already made him a little panicked.

Boom bangβ€”β€”β€”β€” puffs of smoke rose and the scattered soldiers, they were scattered, using the bunkers over there to shoot.

Puff, puff, this group of warriors was horrified to find that those firearms shot extremely accurately, puffβ€”β€”β€”β€” one by one samurai, some of the leaders were hit, the huge force opened his skull, took away the upper half of the head, and the remaining empty skull, it looked extremely terrifying, and the air was filled with an indescribable smell, and the smell of cerebral plasma and blood was mixed together.

The man in the distance watched in disbelief as his companions beside him were hit accurately one after another, and then fell down screaming, he was a little incredulous, and said: "How is it possible, how can the fire gun be so accurate, so accurate" He had a feeling that his worldview was subverted, looking at the firearm in the hands of the Ming army opposite, he didn't understand what it was? Why can you shoot so accurately?

One by one, the Ming army gunners quickly loaded the medicine, and their movements were extremely fast, and they used the mallet to hit the mouth of the fire gun and load the bullet into it. It was very troublesome, but the bullet was shot with incredible accuracy.

All the samurai are a little blind! Where have they ever seen such a firearm that shoots so accurately? One by one, their faces were frightened, "Nani? How is it possible, what is that, how can a firearm shoot so accurately, it can't be hit, how is it possible?"

"No chaos, no chaos, keep rushing, charge!" He bit his head and said, you must not retreat at this time, otherwise the loss will be greater, he said, that is, he pulled out his katana.

There was a crisp β€”β€”β€”β€” a crisp sound, and a sharp pain came, and his neck was a terrible hollow, and his head immediately drooped on his shoulder, and blood poured out like a fountain along the hollow. His face immediately turned pale and fell to the ground, and the nearby warriors were a little frightened, and they all trembled in the face of such a terrifying firearm.

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