But all this, in Levi's eyes, is particularly ridiculous. The 12-pounder infantry gun had stopped roaring, the artillerymen were quickly clearing and reloading the breeches, and the smoke was dissipating with the wind, but this did not mean that his troops had lost their combat effectiveness.

On the contrary, it is even stronger!

The infantry of the city defense team ran forward with red eyes, and the mercenaries behind them had already rushed out of the alleyway, and they were less than twenty meters away from Levi's army, which was in the middle of the road and occupied a large part of the open space, and this distance could be rushed through in a few seconds for them.

A bunch of guys who weren't wearing iron armor, or even cloth, could withstand their spears and scimitars? That's what any city defense infantry, and the mercenaries think.

Their only incentive now is to get as close as possible to Levi's troops in hand-to-hand combat, and when they rush out of the alleyway, the whole mind is full of similar thoughts, as long as they can get close to each other then they can win, as long as they get close to the line line, they can easily kill that group of enemies!

So they gritted their teeth and stepped on the miserable corpse under their feet to charge forward, occasionally someone fell, but was directly stepped on by their companions behind them, no one could stop, let alone stop in this environment, because the charge of nearly a thousand people was sprayed out in that alleyway, and the inertia brought was terrifying.

If you stop, you will be trampled to death, and no one will have mercy on a fallen corpse, because everyone knows that once you stop and wait for the dwarven cannon to fire again, it will bring death to everyone!

"Everyone prepare, guns on the shoulders!"

But compared to the group of infantry and mercenaries of the city defense team who rushed out frantically, Wilmot, who was close at hand and could almost see the hideous look on their faces, was quite calm.

The command sword in his hand was raised, and his command was clearly transmitted to the ears of the Spanish privates on the left and right sides, and his eyes were blazing, staring at the enemy who was getting closer and closer, and even the smell of sweat emitted by the other party could be smelled between his mouth and nose, and then he swung the long sword forward: "Fire!" ”

"Bang bang

The dense blazing flowers bloomed instantly, and countless bean-like sounds sounded almost simultaneously, one after another, like the stones cracking in a landslide, but in the dense gunsmoke, the bright muzzle flames burst one by one, bringing not warmth, but suffocating death.

The Spanish soldiers wore pale orange uniforms, and the flintlock pistols on their shoulders were refined by the Royal Ordnance Bureau, and the blinding rate was extremely low, and almost all the people fired a salvo without a single lead bullet accidentally, rushing out of the smooth chamber, and in the heat and high speed there was a strange deformation, gradually like a drop of water, dragging the tiny pointed tail along the predetermined trajectory forward.

Then he easily pierced the seemingly solid iron-inlaid armor, easily entered the flesh, and then shattered into four or five pieces of lead bullets and scattered around the abdominal cavity of the human body, but the texture that was harder than the internal organs made the whole person's abdominal cavity begin to bleed, and in this era, internal organ hemorrhage is fatal!

"No... Belch... Rescue... Help me..."

The infantry of the city defense team at the front was like a fallen wheat, and under the salvo of 240 soldiers of the two teams on the left and right sides, about 200 people fell in an instant, as if they were poor worms who should have died there.

The power of modern firearms, close to the more terrifying, the caliber of the flintlock pistol close to 20mm, the lead bullet fired is also about 18mm, not to mention the smoothbore gun has the attribute of armor piercing, less than 20 meters away to penetrate the iron armor, it is simply a difficult thing!

However, these Spanish privates seemed to have never understood this, and watched the enemy in the front row fall in an instant, without the slightest pause, but all turned and retreated to the rear, because just behind them, a new group of Spanish privates reappeared in front of them.

It was also a column of three lines, with 120 flintlock pistols aimed at the front, and under the muzzle of the black hole, there were already those town militiamen with pale and restless faces, struggling and still running quickly, and the distance between the two sides was less than ten meters, and then they pulled the trigger, and they did not have the slightest pity for the city defense infantry who had pleading and helpless faces at all.

"Bang bang

The terrifying sound of popping beans continued, and the continuous gunpowder smoke was rapidly filling, and even affected everyone's sight, making people feel that they were in a dense fog composed of gunsmoke, and they could only vaguely see that within ten meters of the distance, there were still figures moving, but they couldn't see it at all.

"Nope! Mom! Don't do that! I don't want to die! ”

"It's horrible! Is there an army of the Grim Reaper ahead! Don't die! Run! I don't want to die! ”

More than 200 city defense infantry fell to the ground, this group of ruffians and hooligans who were still charging finally could no longer withstand these two momentary blows, all wailed and threw down their weapons, their faces were full of tears and began to collapse backwards, their morale had collapsed, and there was no way to continue fighting!

But compared to the collapse of this group of city defense infantry, the mercenaries behind them had a look of ecstasy on their faces, and the hideousness was still on their faces, and they did not suffer a few casualties at all.

Because the artillery and muskets in front have been borne by these cannon fodder of the city defense team, they are now less than ten meters away from the troops of Gray Mist City, one by one, they raised the scimitar and short-handled axe in their hands with a cruel smile, and let out their characteristic howl frantically, as if they were impatient hyenas, intending to feast!

"Fire!"

But before they could get closer, in the misty smoke, a clear shout came, and all the mercenaries still had some strange faces, even a little puzzled, but they always had a hideous face, holding a scimitar and a short-handled axe, and wanted to rush in, but found two blazing lights, but bloomed in front of them.

"Boom-boom-boom-boom-"

The blazing light continued to emerge, but the terrifying metal frenzy brought by it easily began to sweep in front of the group of mercenaries, and before everyone could understand, the blazing wind blew through their bodies, and the mercenaries who were still charging intensively found that the comrades in front of them had been shattered.

No, not the comrades-in-arms in front of them, even they began to fall apart, their remaining thoughts involuntarily diverged, and they imagined their lives like lightning, and then looked at the fog-like smoke, and suddenly regretted it, came to this sea area and joined the battle.