The citizens of the United States, who had been hiding in the camp and still had the spirit to talk lightly, were all in a kind of stupor and shock at this moment, their pupils dilated to the extreme, their eyes bulging forward with great effort, their eyes as if they had just slaughtered a bison, so tense that the eye droppings and bloodshot in their sockets were all exposed, and their eyeballs, which had begun to spasm, reflected the fire in the sky. [Full text reading]

And James' eyes caught in his nose fell to the meadow, his mouth grinning like a catfish waiting for an oral examination, and the quill had slipped from his hand, and after a stain had been wrapped in that beautiful coat, his white socks were dyed black.

Major Jordan, who was overturned to the ground by the shock wave, raised his head, his hat no longer knew where it had flown to, the wig on his head was also crooked, revealing half an unsightly baldness, and there were grass clippings hanging on his eyebrows, his eyes were round, his mouth was half-open, haggard and painful, shock and despair were written all over his face, like seeing a group of wild boars rushing into his vegetable field, and like seeing his beautiful mother-in-law hook up with the driver to become the chairman of the ten million cup who put on a huge green hat for himself.

The fat guinea pig that had just burrowed back into the dirt seemed frightened, and came out of the mud and squeaked, and crawled off Major Jordan's pouting ass without hesitation, and left a puddle of foul urine stains on his otherwise neat military uniform, and continued to run towards the free field.

The five three-pounder light cannons, which had been pulled here from thousands of miles away, were blown up by those outrageously powerful flowering shells, and even the powder kegs behind them were ignited, and the flying shrapnel, wood chips, and parts of the cannon body were like lethal lead bullets, cutting the limbs, chests and abdomen of the surrounding soldiers.

Screams and wails followed, and the originally neat queue now looked like millipedes that had been cut into countless pieces by a childlike child with a fruit knife. In particular, the gun emplacements of the five guns have directly turned into several deep pits, and the guns have fallen apart, or even damaged by the powerful destructive force of the artillery fire just now.

Five three-pounder guns, not a single shot fired, had turned into a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron.

Major Jordan's heart was bleeding, the corners of his mouth twitching, and his gaze was desperate and incredulous. The violent, hammer-enough explosion seemed to be the only sound, and the shelling lasted only a second or so, but it made Major Jordan feel as if a century had passed, and those miserable images were disassembled in his mind into countless strange and frozen photographs, one by one appearing and then gradually fading, and the artillery he relied on the most was forever incapacitated.

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After a round of artillery fire, the rising flames and gunpowder smoke rolled upward, forming five intricate mushroom clouds on the battlefield. In the past, when he saw such a mushroom cloud rising from the enemy's position, Major Jordan felt so magnificent and beautiful, but now, it made his heart chill, as if he had seen the god of doom, and had opened his evil wings.

All the Indian warriors were almost all stunned by the scene in front of them, looking at the rising mushroom cloud, their hearts were filled with something called shock, they had seen the power of nature countless times on this continent, whether it was a tornado or a hurricane, or that mudslide, but they never thought that human beings could actually create such a weapon that was close to the destructive power of nature.

Zhu Ye looked at the expressions of these Indians with a calm expression, but he actually held back a smile, not only the Bison Tribe, but also the warriors of the Rock Tribe and several other tribes.

In the first two battles with those expeditions, artillery had not been used at all, and the first time it was used, it actually caused such a big shock in the hearts of these Indians, which made Zhu Ye feel that if he really pulled the team and made hundreds of mortars fire at once, I don't know if these Indian warriors would directly twist their butts and open the way. After all, courage also has a height, if a strong man breaks into a dwarf's house and plays smashing and robbing, maybe the dwarf's blood is surging, and he will really rush up with a knife and scream for his life, but if it is a bulldozer that runs over indiscriminately, it is a fool who does not escape13, and the one who escapes is called wise.

"Brother Zhu Ye, the weapon your warriors just used was that kind of short iron cylinder? How could there be such a terrible power. It reminds me of the lava spewed out of a volcano that I saw decades ago. An elder stammered a little, this elder did not understand Chinese, but Zhu Ye still understood most of the meaning. couldn't help laughing: "It's so exaggerated, but if it's really hundreds of heavy cannons, maybe it can really achieve the effect you said." ”

"You have such a terrible weapon." Wolfeye gasped, looking at the rising and rolling mushroom cloud, and then at the spear in his hand, Wolfeye found with some sadness that the way of fighting that the Indian warriors were familiar with seemed to have faded away with the arrival of these outsiders.

"Courage is not lacking in everyone, but how to turn one's courage into lethality and deal with those enemies depends on wisdom and a cool head, not recklessness and impulse." Zhu Ye watched the wolf's expression change, and said slowly.

The wolf eyes looked at Zhu Ye a little stunned, and there was a hint of brilliance in his eyes that originally looked depressed. "You're right, the time of courage alone seems to have passed. Hey, Brother Zhu Ye, your troops are moving again, why don't they continue to use that weapon. ”

Seeing the change in the situation on the battlefield, Zhu Ye just smiled faintly: "It's okay, you don't need to waste too many shells to deal with such an enemy." ”

The soldiers' rifles were already advancing with their rifles in hand, while the mortars remained, while the cavalry company stood quietly a short distance behind them, watching the movements around them vigilantly.

"Soldiers, forward, for America!" Major Jordan, who had already stood up and straightened his wig, had already stood up, and when he saw that his opponent had not attacked with those terrible artillery fire, but had let the infantry move forward, Major Jordan understood what the other party meant, and was furious because of it.

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This behavior of the other side is like a knightly duel in the West, after destroying the artillery of the other side, the intention of rushing up is to provoke nakedly, which means that the two sides should fight with their own weapons, and they will defeat the excellent soldiers of the United States of America who have been on the battlefield for a long time.

"I'm not going to give you that chance." Major Jordan and his soldiers marched forward to the beat of the drums, and the fierce artillery fire just now only caused casualties to more than twenty artillerymen and a few hapless infantrymen after destroying the five guns.

Morale was not low, and without the support of artillery, and even when there was a shortage of guns and ammunition, Major Jordan did not know how many times he had experienced such a battle, so he was not worried. As long as the two sides are close to each other, Major Jordan is confident that the opponent will understand that the weak United States can fight the powerful Britain by relying on these elite and brave freedom fighters who never say die.

The soldiers had put their panic behind them, and the death of their comrades had aroused their anger, and they marched forward with the beat of the drums, staring at the oncoming Chinese army with blood-thirsty eyes, and they had to pay the price.

"Battalion commander, two hundred and fifty meters away." Pan Jinxian suddenly heard the reminder of the rangefinder next to him, and raised the war knife in his hand: "Stop advancing!" ”

Hundreds of people immediately stopped moving forward, like green pines standing tall, straight and majestic. Pan Jinxian bowed his head slightly in satisfaction, and then, looking at the enemies who should approach to the rhythm of the drum, the corners of his mouth showed a strange and vicious smile. "Raise your gun, aim!" With the command, he raised the flintlock pistol in his hand and began to aim straight ahead.

This sudden move made the American soldiers who were marching forward with their heads held high. "Are they crazy? At this distance, they start raising their guns, do they think they can hit at such a distance? One of the officers said with a stunned expression, but the progress did not stop.

You must know that the theoretical effective range of the flintlock rifle is 300 paces, that is, 228 meters, and in fact, shooting at this distance is a complete waste of ammunition. But the other party had already picked up their guns and started aiming at this distance, did they really think that they were all sharpshooters?

The same question swirled in the minds of Jordan and the soldiers, and before the doubts in their hearts had dissipated, they saw the commander of the Chinese army on the opposite side swing the snow knife in his hand, and then, there was a burst of gunfire that was as dense as a boiling hot oil pan suddenly dispersed into a handful of soybeans.

Captain Malone laughed contemptuously, for the soldiers on the opposite side, daring to shoot at this distance can only prove one thing, the other party's command knife, if not an idiot, is an idiot who does not understand military affairs.

Just when the smile on the corner of his mouth just rippled, he suddenly felt a heat in his chest, Captain Malone subconsciously lowered his head, and was a little stunned to find that his left chest suddenly had a bloody eye, and then, it was the kind of piercing pain that made his steps stagger, and finally, he fell directly on the fat green and fragrant field......

(To be continued)