Everything happened so suddenly, without the slightest warning, when the depressed, happy, relaxed, or nervous emotions appeared on the faces of the warriors under Hill...... It's coming!

As the flames rose, bringing up the countless flesh and blood stumps, the tumbling waves of qi were like roaring waves, suddenly raging in the dense crowd. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The vision was shrinking and darkening, a huge roar exploded in Bajak's ears like thunder, and the violent air flow slapped down mercilessly like the palm of a giant's hand.

He felt as if he had turned into a fallen leaf fluttering in the wind, wandering through the chaotic battlefield at will, and then falling to the ground fiercely.

The violent impact force slammed into him, making Bayak feel as if the bones behind him were cracked, but before he could make any more movements, the huge wave of qi engulfed him again.

From beginning to end, Bayak didn't understand what was happening, and in his last vision, he could only vaguely see what black objects had fallen......

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About half an hour ago, when the heavy infantry and spearmen at the forefront collided with each other, Chopin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he nodded to the dozens of figures behind him.

Then, under the cover of the uneven hills, the four black-pressed bronze cannons were pushed forward by dozens of fur smugglers.

Although the ground is not soft sand, it is difficult to move this big guy.

In terms of strength alone, these burly, sturdy fur smugglers were definitely the most formidable of all Chopin's soldiers, but at this time, even a dozen figures pushing a cannon was extremely laborious.

The deep ruts were carved into the ground, and the heavy and suppressed wheezing sound once again showed the hardship of these warriors.

If you want to transfer such a heavy artillery, you will naturally use the horses in Paris to transport it, and it is too difficult to carry it by manpower.

But in this situation, those angry horses that can't be completely controlled naturally can't appear here.

At this time, whether it was the fighting warriors on the opposite side or Hill as the commander-in-chief, all their attention was on the bloody battlefield, and no one noticed that the black dots that appeared in the distance at some point were slowly but surely approaching the battlefield here.

As for the cavalry, who originally acted as scouts and was responsible for reconnoitering the surrounding situation, they had already gathered over there as soon as the Guards cavalry appeared.

Looking at the artillery that was constantly advancing, Chopin couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, these four cannons, but he specially left the other party's "meeting gift".

After killing the elven woman who attacked him, Chopin gained another 600 points of special energy, which he did not hesitate to summon a team of artillerymen.

"A squad of 12-pounder cannons (24 people): cannons refer to artillery with a long barrel, a small firing elevation angle, a low and flat trajectory, a direct aim for shooting, and a high muzzle velocity of the shell, which is often used in the fortified positions of former enemy troops."

"Introduction: The cannon first originated in the 14th century and was invented by a German monk. After centuries of development, when the old guns such as falcons and mortars gradually withdrew from the stage of history due to the development of new artillery, the cannon was still active on the European continent. In Napoleon's time, French soldiers had the best maintenance of cannons, so they often had an advantage in battle. ”

If the volley of flintlock pistols was enough to make all the inhabitants of this world tremble, then the firing of artillery was utterly merciless, without a trace of pity or forgiveness.

Seeing that the four guns were less than two hundred meters away from the battlefield, Chopin also waved his hand to signal them to stop advancing, and sensing his movements, the herald on the side immediately blew a loud and melodious horn.

Hearing this empty and high-pitched sound, the spearmen and cavalry who rushed out to meet the battle quickly retreated in the blank looks of the soldiers on the opposite side after a while.

Looking at the soldiers opposite, the gunners who were squatting down had hideous smiles on their faces.

The group of foolish fellows in front of them, they didn't understand their situation at all, they thought they had repelled that group of devilish warriors, but they didn't expect at all that things that were ten or a hundred times more terrifying than those devils were about to wash the land, and no one, in that crazy roar, could not escape.

As the hot iron tongs collided with the coarse linen firerope that had already soaked in grease, the power of demons and gods was intertwined at this moment.

"Sneer, sneer—"

The small but bright flames began to rise with the black smoke, and the moment the black powder contained in the thick barrel came into contact with it, the heavy gun carriage and the bronze barrel began to roar wildly like a hideous fanged beast.

The blazing flames were like a gate to heaven with endless light, suddenly descending from the vast and illusory sky.

Driven by the explosive force of gunpowder, the black iron balls suddenly swept through the void with bursts of sharp whistling.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

The huge roar suddenly sounded like thunder, and even after the iron balls landed, the roar still echoed in the air.

The high-speed rotating iron balls were like dead corpses, resolutely but resolutely rushing into the densest crowd. Then he released all the light and heat he could release at that moment, without the slightest reservation.

After that, the frightened horror, the frenzied wailing, the hysterical cry, boiled like boiling hot water as the iron ball fell.

The solid iron ball released with the expansion of gunpowder is immeasurable in this instant.

Iron shields, chain mail, or seemingly tough human bodies, or barriers made of magic that countless people fear, all seem fragile and vulnerable under the attack of the devil who has escaped from the cage.

And as the pieces of shattered flesh and the splattered blood mist spread, the shards of the wild dance that were lifted by the wave of qi were still like the scythe of death, harvesting in the crowd.

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