Steward Vester stood beside Eugen in a daze, a little speechless by the scene in front of him, he had tried his best to imagine, but now it seemed that he still underestimated the power of the powder keg.

Especially when he saw someone being directly thrown into ashes by the flames, Steward West was even more shocked, and couldn't help muttering: "My God, does this power really belong to human beings?" ”

The soldiers of the escort team were also shaken, but then the team erupted in excited shouts, and the morale was greatly boosted.

For these soldiers, it is not important how to destroy the enemy, the important thing is that the enemy all falls.

White-eyed Mosto, the second leader of the Blackbeard Bandits, had already led his men to rush from the south, and he also heard the violent explosion behind the low hills in the north, and also saw the light reflecting the red sky, but because his vision was blocked, he didn't know what was going on there.

Now that they had rushed to the front of the escort line, the carts blocking their way, raising their machetes and waving forward indiscriminately, they turned their horses and rushed towards the side of the line.

They are not heavy cavalry, and in the face of such a defensive line, it is difficult to break through head-on, so they can only detour to the side to look for opportunities.

Mosto took out a short-handled musket from his bosom and slammed it into the line, a puff of green smoke rang out, and all the bullets hit the axle.

For these robbers, muskets are still a rarity, and only Mosto, who is the second in charge, has one.

Blackbeard, the big boss, is not interested, so he doesn't have such a thing on him.

Looking at the front formed by the big cart, Mosto gritted his teeth fiercely, if his team could be equipped with a musket, it would be much easier to break through the line, but unfortunately this was just a luxury.

Some of the robbers raised their bows and arrows and fired at the soldiers hiding behind the carts, but with the help of the carts and infantry shields, the attacks did little damage.

Corleone was behind the line where his soldiers were located, and if they wanted to force the other side to charge the line, or dismount and fight on foot, and lose their horses, the cavalry would no longer have any advantage over the infantry.

Seeing that the front formed by the carts could not be broken, Mosto turned his eyes and noticed the grove that connected to the front.

Although it is difficult to walk in the small woods, after all, there are still gaps to drill, as long as you drill through the woods, you can enter the interior of the opponent's line, and it will be more beneficial for them at that time.

Thinking like this, Mosto let out a shriek, leading his thirty or so men to rush from the inside of the line from the side of the grove.

Corleone was not guarded by any soldiers in the woods, it was Eugen's habit, and if the conditions were right, he would usually leave a gap in his line to attract the opponent to attack from there.

This was the case in the last battle, and this time it was the same, Eugen always arranged as if he was unable to defend himself, but did he really have no spare strength?

Seeing Mosto and his men rushing into the bushes and slowing down to lean inside, Corleone shouted in the ranks, and the cavalry of fifty men gathered around him.

When the escort team set out from Vienna, there were only two types of troops, the cavalry and the infantry, all of which were incoming soldiers, and they had no long-range combat ability.

But that doesn't mean that when you come back, you don't.

While passing through the city of San Marino, Eugen went to the commander of the local garrison and borrowed him a batch of old muskets that had been replaced by the army.

These muskets were poorly accurate, had little power, were very cumbersome to reload, and could be said to be full of shortcomings.

But even so, Eugen still took a lot of effort to get them, after all, these guns can still be used, and moreover, they are a long-range attack method.

It was not easy to get their hands on even some old muskets, and the troops dragged on for five days in San Marino, a large part of which was due to this reason.

A total of 100 muskets, all of which were assembled by Eugen into the cavalry, gave these cavalry another means of attack.

At this moment, in the face of those robbers who were moving slowly and were still very close, these cavalrymen, even if they were all novices who had just come into contact with muskets, could guarantee a certain amount of accuracy.

After the team was put in order, Corleone stood at the back of the cavalry ranks, looked at the ugly and despicable bandits, and gave the order in a loud voice: "Fire!" ”

There was a thud and a burst of muskets, followed by another round of pops, as dense as fried beans.

A total of 100 iron projectiles were fired at the robbers in the woods at a high speed of hundreds of meters per second, and the ammunition was distributed in this small wood, and its density was simply impossible to dodge.

The first moment Mosto saw the men on the other side pull out his muskets, he immediately turned over and dismounted and hid behind the horses, he already realized what was going to happen.

It's just that there are many robbers who don't react as quickly as he does, and before he can be reminded, the ammunition fired from the musket hits the hapless robbers.

Pop, the bullet entered the human body, making a dull crisp sound, and in an instant, more than half of the robbers fell to the ground.

Of the more than thirty robbers, only a dozen remained.

And most of their horses were hit by ammunition, or they went crazy and lost control, or they simply whimpered, in short, there was no way to control it anymore, and finally all the robbers fell to the ground, lost their horses and became infantry.

"Rush! Kill them all! ”

The light cavalry led by Corleone also abandoned their horses and stood on the ground, and as Corleone roared, fifty cavalry immediately followed Corleone into the woods and killed the robbers.

Their muskets are also disposable items, and they only have the ability to fire one shot, but this is enough, and the next battle will depend on the sword in hand.

Mosto's eyes were about to split, and he stared at Corleone, who was rushing to the front, and regretted in his heart that he hadn't completely killed him in the first place.

It's a pity that it's useless to say anything now, Mosto had to shout to retreat, and then ran out in a panic, he knew that the other party would not dare to chase him out of the woods, as long as he ran out of the woods, he would be safe.

Corleone's side chased after him and slashed wildly, and when he reached the edge of the woods, the robbers who entered the woods, including Mosto, were left with only three people alive, and the rest were all left in the woods.

There was also a cavalryman on Corleone's side who had his throat slit by the robbers' deathly counterattack, and he was the only soldier in Eugen's team who had been killed.

The battle loss ratio between the two sides was simply terrifying, nearly 300 to 1.

But even so, there were nearly 300 people on the bandit side, twice as many as the soldiers of the escort team. And Eugen has no more moves, and next, the bloodiest scene on the battlefield is about to begin.