Chain ball bomb, this is a unique naval artillery shell in the Age of Discovery, this kind of chain ball bomb is actually two shells tied together with an iron chain, after launching, the chain ball ball bomb will naturally stretch out with the distance, in the ship-to-ship battle, especially against the opponent's mast, various buildings and soldiers on the deck, has a huge, not to be lightly insulted lethality and destructive power.

The eight eighteen-pounder naval guns began to turn, and Brother Li Paoan smiled and stuffed the dark and heavy chain ball into the muzzle, and with a command, all the guns were waiting to be loaded and aimed.

Brother Li Pao used his back molars to chew fiercely on the tender grass stalks that had just been pulled from the ground, squinting his eyes, and measuring the distance between the three hundred iron cavalry and these artillery. At this time, those Zheng family pirates who were galloping wildly on horseback had seen that the distance between themselves and the enemy was getting closer and closer, and they couldn't help but roar excitedly, they had already stood up from their horses, and let the fierce wind blow in their faces, their eyes were full of blood-devouring red light, and the snow-bright war knife in their hands was raised high, and under the reflection of the sun, it seemed that there was a snow-bright and hideous sword jungle on the earth.

Although there are only 300 iron cavalry, it gives people a kind of power that is easy to avoid by a thousand troops, this is the cavalry, a type of military that gradually declined in the age of firearms, but at least for now, cavalry is still a terrifying existence.

Brother Li Pao's one-eyed blinked rapidly, and his evil eyes were full of sin and death, just like the powerful cyclops in Western myths and legends, at the moment when those knights raised their swords, Brother Li Pao's hand waved down viciously and roared: "Release!" ”

Eight eighteen-pounder naval guns trembled at the same time, the pitch-black barrel spewed out blazing white tubes and white smoke, the chain ball bullet was as strong as electricity, and flew towards those Zheng family cavalry, the distance of miles, in an instant, the heavy chain ball bullet easily smashed the first object it touched, and the remaining momentum swung forward without consumption, and a Zheng family cavalry saw a black shadow rushing towards him, and subconsciously turned to one side, and felt a strong wind passing through his nose.

"Dodge!" The Zheng family cavalry turned over this thought with a sigh of relief, but at this time, he suddenly felt that his body was light, as if someone had driven him in the clouds and flew to the sky...... The face of the cavalryman next to him turned dead white, and he saw the cavalry in a horse position in front of him, and in an instant the head was stirred into the sky by the chain ball, and after galloping a few steps like a headless horseman, the headless body twitched and fell from the horse.

Eight chain balls, after shooting out of this cavalry cluster obliquely, were like eight sharp knives burning hot in the furnace, easily cutting out several staggered straight lines among the cavalry of the Zheng family.

The terrible screams, the dull sound of broken bones, the severed limbs and stumps that were smashed and smashed head-on, and the splashes of blood, poured on this gray and white land.

The people around him turned on their backs, and the heart-rending roar made Zheng Lianping's heart almost stop, he tried to keep his body close to the horse's back, and slapped the horse's stock with the back of the knife in his hand, a little faster, a little faster, no matter what, he didn't want to die aggrieved before there was no way to inflict casualties on the enemy.

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"Sooner, one more shot!" Brother Li picked up one of the bombloaders, reloaded the gunpowder at a faster speed, and then stuffed a chain ball into the barrel.

The sound of cannons came and went, and the chain balls still relied on their flying mode like grasshoppers on a rope, wantonly harvesting all the fresh life that could be harvested in their path, whether it was a man or a horse. Wherever they go, they leave behind intact human bodies or galloping horses.

The horses and pirates who were not yet dead could only struggle and neigh on the ground in despair, or they would be killed by the flying hooves of the galloping horses galloping behind, or the lucky ones could only watch the blood in their bodies run out step by step, waiting for the Grim Reaper to come.

With only two cannons, even if Brother Li Pao's movements were fast and skilled, they could only fire two cannons in a hurry, and the shells projected by the eight eighteen-pounder naval guns in the center of the position could not cause the three hundred iron cavalry to inflict a destructive blow, but their terrifying killing also disrupted the rhythm and line of those cavalry charges.

The three hundred iron horsemen were behind the two rounds of artillery, and there were nearly two-thirds left, and they tried hard to calm down the war horses on their bodies, and continued to run forward, less than three hundred meters ahead, where there were already four hundred Liang pirates in a firing formation.

At this moment, they were already wearing a kind of pitch-black, like an upside-down small iron pot-like helmet, each looking more stupid than the other, but after Master Liang's death order, and after using this kind of thing to demonstrate the protection of the head in King Crab Island, these soldiers, whether voluntarily or not, wore this iron helmet that they jokingly called the pot helmet.

Bai Shusheng was also wearing such a thing on his head, and at this moment, his eyes were staring closely at the galloping horse team in front of him without blinking, his eyes widened hard, paying attention to the gradually shortening distance between the two sides, and roared loudly in his mouth: "Raise your gun, aim, prepare!" …… Put! ”

A hundred flat-ended breech guns emitted dense puffs of white smoke, and the sound of firing at the same time as the trigger was pulled was dull and deep. The cavalrymen, who had already rushed forward, seemed to have seen the hope of victory, suddenly burst back, their bodies bowed back, the swords in their hands were out of the grip of their fingers, and a terrible bloody hole appeared in their chests.

Before the cavalrymen who had not been hit by the bullets could rejoice in their good fortune, there was another burst of gunfire, and a volley of bullets screeched at them, slamming into everything that stood in their way.

The first row of Liang pirates had already run to the last row, and they were quickly and skillfully cleaning the chamber of the gun, taking out the paper powder bag from the ammunition bag, biting open one end, pouring the primer on the firing hammer, then standing up the gun, biting the other end, and pouring both gunpowder and bullets into the chamber...... The sound of gunfire seemed to be never-ending, and the white smoke from the ignition of the gunpowder enveloped even the rushing cavalry in this fog-like obstacle. Some of the cavalrymen did not know whether they had lost their sense of direction or because of fear in their hearts, so they turned their horses' heads and tried to charge diagonally in other directions, but they were slammed into each other by the cavalry that broke into the smoke from behind, and they all fell to the ground.

Short, all this happened in a very short time, Zheng Lianping He had already rushed out of the smoke, and the rows of guns happened to shoot at this time, and he felt that his abdomen was shocked, and a stream of heat gushed out of his body.

He didn't care, such an injury, in the more than 30 years he had been fighting, he had only to get close enough that he could swing a knife to cut off people's heads, but these damn platoons of guns seemed to never stop, the war horses on his body only rushed out a few steps, and another row of guns hit, he felt that the galloping horse on his body fell, followed by a mournful roar, he was thrown up, and his heavy body was fiercely thrown forward more than ten steps away.

The impact with the ground made him can't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood that had been swallowed in his throat for a long time, his left hand was already twisted and deformed, and there was a bloody hole in his thigh and abdomen, but he was extremely strong-willed, and when he shook his head, he raised his face, and saw one of his companions, a cavalryman with a sword and a roaring distorted face, rushing not far in front of him.

Seeing this scene, a glimmer of hope rose in Zheng Lianping's heart, but unfortunately, it was only for a moment, and then there seemed to be an extra red spot on the cavalryman's face, his head suddenly tilted back, and a stream of red and white slurry flew out to the rear, and the cavalryman's body fell directly softly, and after being dragged forward by the galloping war horse for a few steps, even the people and horses were beaten into a honeycomb by those vicious guns.

"Rush forward! Kill them all! Zheng Lianping was heartbroken, and he didn't know where another strength came, he stood up with the war knife in his hand, and rushed towards the Liang family pirates who were close in front of him, roaring, as if calling those companions who had not yet fallen into hell to fight to the death.

Just twenty steps in front of him, Bai Shusheng raised the short fire gun in his hand and slowly aimed at the face of this old pirate, who was as strong as a bull and whose vitality was like a small strong, and he couldn't see his complexion because of dust and dirty blood.

"Phew!" After a somewhat dull and monotonous sound, Zheng Lianping's head was raised high, and the war knife in his hand unconsciously waved a few times towards the sky, and then, like a heavy sack, fell to the ground, without a trace of movement, his right eye had become a deep blood hole, and his left eye was blinking rapidly, blinking, and gradually, between half-closed and half-closed, no longer moving.

In the thick smoke, there was still the sound of horses' hooves, and there were still the desperate and helpless roars of people, but the pirates of the Liang family had stopped shooting, they were panting heavily, they had been smoked by the gunpowder, but they couldn't hide their happiness, the corpses of people and horses in that place, and the blood still berthed, seemed to confirm their merits.

Of the four hundred musketeers, none of them were killed, except for three unlucky men, who had broken their feet as they had just finished shooting and turned backwards. Such a stupid way of being injured made Liang Pengfei really cry and laugh.

They each fired three shots, 1,200 projectiles, and although they only harvested 200 lives, they should not forget that the other side was cavalry, and even in the age of firearms, cavalry still occupied an important position.

If it weren't for the outrageously harsh shooting training mode for more than half a year, they would have integrated their movements into their instincts, even in the face of the galloping horse, they would not panic and hesitate, and shoot and reload calmly, it is very likely that they would not have injured only three unlucky ghosts.

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Maybe it was because the smoke of gunpowder on the flank blocked the sight of those Zheng pirates who were attacking head-on, perhaps, they were originally dead soldiers who put their lives on the line, and the fierce fighting on the flanks did not affect their swift footsteps, although it was a little far away, and they began to charge from two miles away, and even some people simply stood in place and gasped after running for more than a mile, but most of them still rushed to the front of the position, but at this moment, they were greeted by the eighteen-pounder cannon that had recalibrated the direction of firing, And the 32-pounder gun, which was also reloaded with scattered shells, was full of warm greetings.

The 32-pounder cannon's filled shotguns, once ejected out of the barrel, were enough to cover more than 200 meters in front and at least thirty paces wide, that is, each cannon was enough to turn an area close to the size of a football field into a thorny hell.

And the eighteen-pounder guns flared up again, and the musket team led by the white scholar who had been transferred back to the position, who had already been burned and had been transferred back to the position, still maintained a light and bright firing rhythm, and the artillery fire and the platoon guns were like pianos and guitars playing a strange and harmonious song of death.

The pipe flame and small iron balls spit out by the heavy cannon made those Zheng pirates taste the taste of steel storm, and those deadly shotguns and musket lead bullets did not need to be aimed at the task at all, and they could easily hit these Zheng pirates who were panting like cattle and tired to death after running for nearly two miles, creating bloody eyes and deep holes in their bodies, flying blood, the screams of bullets, the roar of artillery, and the screams of dying were like a magnificent symphony.

The ferocious guns on their faces instantly blinded these poor creatures, and some even hurried to the ground, trying to escape the maddening rain of bullets in this way.

The pirates who had been behind had gone from running to jogging, then to stillness, and now to a hasty escape.

For they were desperate to find that their own side was easily cut in two by the sharp knives of the spears, and their companions as easily as weeds.

Zheng Wenxian stood on the castle, his face was so bad that it couldn't be worse, the hands of the men around him holding guns and swords were also trembling, in front, the battlefield covered by artillery fire and gunpowder smoke had already made them understand that those Liang family pirates on the opposite side were definitely not a rabble, let alone an opponent that could be easily solved.

Now, the only thing they can rely on is the ten-meter-thick tower and city wall, as well as the more than 50 artillery pieces on it. "Cheer me up, just two heavy artillery, let them bomb, I still don't believe it, when can they bomb? Don't forget, our castle is more than ten steps thick, and my dad will soon receive the news from here, and when the time comes, we will be able to work together inside and outside to annihilate these bastards who want to copy our Red Flag Gang's lair in one fell swoop! Zheng Wenxian raised a short firecracker, his roar seemed so pale, but at least, it made these people see hope again.

However, what they didn't see was that on the high cliff on the right side of their castle, there were only a few more hands, and soon, a few heads appeared, which were Wu Qianjin, after they used their strength to eat milk and enter the cave room, they finally came up!

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(To be continued)