Fifty paces away, about seventy meters.

Seeing that arrows had been shot in the crowd of the rebels, Liu Xian did not wait any longer. With a slash forward, a neat salvo of "bang-" was fired, and the battle officially began.

The first few salvos of the three columns of shotguns of Liu Xian's army were very beautiful, uniform, and God blessed them in the dark, with high ignition rate and high accuracy.

A hammer directly scattered the more than 500 rebels who charged, and the two or three hundred spearmen and archers among them only fought back a few times, and achieved a little less success.

The group of rebel stormtroopers fell down with 200 dead and wounded, and Ma Wu in the rear inhaled a cool breath. With such a fierce and accurate firepower, even if the cavalry charges, it will also cause heavy losses if the formation is broken.

Ma Wu did not hesitate at all, waved his big hand, the horn sounded, and another wave of rebels rushed forward, converging the retreating rebels and then launching a second wave of attacks on Liu Xian.

"The little devil's pig tactics are so cheap, even a farmer can play so skillfully!" Regardless of whether the second charge of the righteous army is still high-spirited and full, anyway, this kind of attack that has not stopped wave after wave is a devil's pig in Liu Xian's eyes.

Because the first wave of attacks collapsed too quickly, and even if the second wave of attacks came one after another, the gap between them was long enough to reload three columns of shotgunslingers. It can be said that the 200 rebels who died in the first attack did not play any role. On the contrary, their defeat gave the trirex more confidence than ever!

Confidence takes their movements out of shape and makes them quicker to reload. In an army that lines up to shoot morale, self-confidence is the most important factor for soldiers.

However, whether it was Liu Xian or Ma Wu opposite, the eyes were no longer focused on them at this moment. On the flanks, the horse team of the rebels was rapidly approaching.

Cao Huailiang's eyes lit up, "Get ready—"

Beside him, there were only twenty of them, but all of them were Rocket Team composed of the old brothers of the Swordsmen, who were working in pairs to correct their proud weapons—three-inch diameter, iron shells, tail fins, conical heads, and extra-large improved two-kickers, commonly known as the Diamond Monkey.

The two-foot pole is long, not to mention the iron shell outside, and the propellant inside alone weighs five catties, supplemented by ladder combustion, so the momentum is very sufficient.

The explosives were three pounds, and they were wrapped in silk and were extremely tight, just to increase the power of the explosion a little.

In previous tests, a rocket of this kind could fly more than 100 zhang away, with very high accuracy, and the explosion killing range could cover a radius of three zhang. It can be said that compared with similar species in the West at the moment, the rockets in Liu Xian's hands are completely crushing.

What is even more commendable is that as long as Liu Xian can get the materials and money for such a powerful rocket, he can build as much as he wants, and there is no technical obstacle. Even he was able to create a reduced version of Katyusha that was artificially ignited!

Therefore, its existence is Liu Xian's second secret after Goldfinger, and it is the first secret in Liu Xian's army at the moment.

Don't say that the rebel horse team who came on horseback didn't know, but most of the middle and low-level of Liu Xian's army didn't know that they still had such a hand!

"Kill—"

Zhuang Xinquan brandished his saber and shouted with all his might.

After a hundred steps, Liu Xian's fragile rear team was right in front of him. Rush over to avenge the thousands of brothers who died at his hands.

The frenzy mixed with the joy of the imminent completion of the race permeated the entire team.

"Ready—"

The men and horses in Liu Xian's rear team quickly shrank inward, and the baggage carriage in it also quickly adjusted its angle, and a long wall lined up side by side in the carriages.

A squad of shotgunners aimed their guns, twenty grenadiers stared closely, and the eight mountain splitting cannons turned over more quickly, and the muzzles were pointed at the rushing horses. As for the Rockets, there is no need to say much, although they are very far from the front line of the rear team. In addition, the strength of the rear team was only one squadron of hand-to-hand fighters and more than thirty people of the baggage team.

"Bang-" A salvo fired.

Thirty shotguns knocked down seven or eight horsemen, which was just a little bit of the surface for the rebel horse corps, which numbered more than three hundred. The charging rebel horse team did not stop at all, one by two continued to shout and roar, and the speed of the horses was even faster.

Everyone knows the virtue of shotguns, and if the horses are faster, they may not have time to fire a second blow.

"Boom, ......boom, boom, boom" four mountain-splitting cannons exploded.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom......," four more mountain splitting cannons exploded one after another.

In the midst of lightning and thunder, thick white smoke covered the long line, and the eight mountain-splitting artillery mounts retreated sharply. The 150-pound iron cannon was pushed directly to the upper half of the slow slope, and then the strength faded and slid down.

The eight mountain splitters were quickly reset, but it would be up to them to see how hard the other classes were trying to spew their anger a second time.

The gunpowder canisters were thrown far away, and the rebel horse team, which had just escaped from the scattering range of the shotgun of the eight mountain splitting guns, continued to be surrounded by the sound of violent explosions.

The rebel horse team suffered heavy losses!

That is, after Su Yi who died in Liulin Town, Zhuang Xinquan, another famous leader of the rebel army, fell under Liu Xian.

The scattering of eight mountain-splitting cannons, which was nearly a thousand stones and broken iron horns, and more than 100 steps of banners, any one of which hit a man or a horse, would not be killed or injured.

The scattered bullets that missed exploded countless smoke and dust on the hard ground, and the scattered ranks of the rebel horse team spewed out bursts of blood mist, and the fifty or sixty volunteer horsemen in front and their war horses fell to the ground in various postures at the same time, and the battlefield in front of the rear was filled with irrepressible howls.

Before the panic was decided, another gunpowder jar arrived. Twenty or thirty more of the rebel horse team fell, just like the comrades who had been killed and wounded under the artillery fire before, the men and horses were all blurred with flesh and blood, whether they were dead or not!

The rebel horse team that followed in the back row was shocked by this fierce blow, and in the chaos, they did not hear Zhuang Xinquan's shouts and new orders, and many people had the idea of turning around and running at this moment. But no one was the first to open it, so the rest of the horse team continued to run.

The ears of the horses were blocked, and even the eardrums of some horses were punctured, so the explosion had more of an effect on the people than on the horses.

"Whoosh......"

"Whoosh......"

"Whoosh......"

A sharp whistle, but very different from any sound heard on the battlefield in the past, resounded violently over half of the battlefield.

The voice came overhead, and many people involuntarily raised their heads. Oh, my God! What do you see?

Quickly unable to see the figure, only the tail flame of gunpowder spray can be seen.

The crimson fireworks streaked across the sky, and everyone didn't know how to describe their mood at this moment.

It's amazing! Amazing beyond your imagination! This is a kind of 'magic' that belongs to the gods!