When thousands of arrows flew away, the huge number was like locusts that covered the sky and the sun. When they landed between the walls and ruins controlled by the thieves, the two heavy guns that had been firing on the opposite side actually stopped.

On the lookout car behind the formation, Liu Ling, who was planning the formation, couldn't help laughing loudly. He felt that this must be the thief who was suppressed by the arrows fired by the rocket, and even suffered heavy casualties, and was unable to fire. In his eyes, the Zhejiang soldiers hundreds of meters away in front of him made a rapid force, and thousands of ants poured out in one breath, densely packed, and quickly rushed towards the gap in the city wall.

After the Zhejiang soldiers, Liu Zhaosun led hundreds of Liu cavalry and galloped out with a spur. He thought that the anti-thief heavy artillery on the opposite side must be as hot as the Ming artillery, so that he could not fire, how could he miss such a great opportunity?

The cavalry could not attack the city, but the ruins of the city wall on the opposite side were not very high. Horses are so fast that they can rush to the gap first, or even go straight in. But Liu Zhaosun led the team to gallop, and the first trouble encountered was not the anti-thief, but the trench dug by the anti-thief.

Outside the artillery position, a circle of ordinary trenches was dug within a hundred meters. Because it is neither wide nor deep, the amount of work is not large, and the people in the city are used as laborers, and it is all completed in a few days. These trenches were designed to prevent the rapid approach of the enemy's cavalry, and the guards were already very skilled in using them.

Liu Zhaosun had paid attention to these trenches when he was scouting before, and he didn't realize how useful these trenches were, after all, it was inconvenient for horses to pass, but people could jump directly over them, which was not much of an obstacle. When he himself reached the trenches, he found them all from the periphery facing inward. He immediately ordered the cavalry to dismount and charge on foot with their sabers.

It's only a hundred meters, how big can it be?

As a result, I rushed through a few shallow trenches, and found a relatively deep trench about thirty meters away about halfway through. In this trench, there were suddenly more than a hundred female soldiers with firearms.

Seeing these female soldiers, Liu Zhaosun was a spirit. He immediately lay down on the ground, rolled and grunted, and then fell into the trench - I had long heard that the female soldiers who rebelled against the thieves seemed to be weak but were actually fierce, and even the old monsters in the palace suffered a great loss at the hands of these female soldiers. The sharpness of its fire is the best in the world, and only fools stand and be beaten.

As soon as Liu Zhaosun lay down in the trench, he heard the sound of a row of guns in the direction of the female soldiers opposite. The dismounted cavalry beside him screamed. After all, few people can be as alert as him, and dozens of people were killed and injured by female soldiers who suddenly appeared at close range.

A corpse fell down and fell beside Liu Zhaosun, and Bobo's blood gushed out and splashed his face. He fixed his eyes and saw that it was a soldier who had followed him for many years who was killed on the spot. This pro-soldier is not young, he has good cultivation, and he is by no means weak. But he still didn't survive the blow of this firebolt.

Seeing his own soldiers die in battle, Liu Zhaosun was shocked and frightened. He instantly remembered the saying 'the fire gun is only one shot' in his mind, and immediately jumped up and prepared to continue to rush forward to kill. In fact, he had to do the same, because the trenches dug by the thieves were too shallow, and they were only used to prevent the horses from sprinting. He couldn't hide this part of his body when he went in, and his ass was still outside after burying his head.

This volley of guns was so fierce that all the cavalrymen who dismounted and charged stopped. Liu Zhaosun jumped out and was about to shout cheers and regroup the offensive. But he fixed his eyes on the female soldier who was firing on the opposite side, and hid in the trench. The female soldiers in the front row disappeared, and a hundred more female soldiers with firearms appeared in a trench behind.

...... lying in the groove, Liu Zhaosun, who had just gotten up, immediately snorted and fell to the ground again, rolling into the shallow trench. The sound of the platoon of guns sounded again, and the hundreds of cavalry who dismounted with him were swept by the rain of bullets again, and dozens of casualties were repeated.

Vicious, too vicious!

Liu Zhaosun pouted his ass and scolded in the trench. After the gunshots rang out this time, he learned to be obedient and did not jump up immediately, but waited for a while before coming up to observe. The second row of female soldiers came out of the third row of female soldiers - another row of guns, this time completely beating the Liu family's Jiading cavalry out of temper.

This can't advance, can't retreat, and the cavalry who are still alive are like Liu Zhaosun, and they all lie on the ground like Liu Zhaosun. In order to avoid the fire of the platoon, they easily refused to get up again.

In this way, there was no movement on the other side. Liu Zhaosun raised his head and looked left and right. He also knew that it would take a while to reload after the firearm was fired, but he didn't know if there was a fourth or fifth row of the firecracker female soldier on the opposite side? When they were hesitating, the Zhejiang soldiers behind them had already rushed up, and they couldn't help but be very surprised to see Liu Zhaosun and other cavalry all lying on the ground.

But the Zhejiang soldiers did not hesitate, they hula came up in more people, and many of them also carried firearms. These firecrackers opened fire when they came closer, neither neatly nor uniformly, and the chaotic sound was quite terrifying. They crossed shallow trenches and crossed the cavalry lying on the ground towards the deep ditch where the female soldiers were hiding.

As soon as he saw that these Zhejiang soldiers had stepped forward, Liu Zhaosun was embarrassed to continue lying on his stomach. He confirmed that the female soldier on the opposite side should still be loading, and hurriedly jumped up to use his body skills to rush up to grab the first 'first' skill. But as soon as he was about to move his feet, he heard a piercing suona sound on the other side, which was sharp and harsh, with a certain rhythm, to spread information.

Liu Zhaosun stopped in place and wanted to judge, but before he led the team to storm up, the artillery position in the city changed slightly. The rockets of the Ming army seem to be dense, but most of them are blocked by the city wall. The few arrows that leaked in only needed a roof to protect against the rain. And as the enemy massively rushed within 200 meters, the platoon commander who commanded the artillery bombardment again ordered a change in the type of ammunition, "change the canned shotgun." ”

A canned shotgun is a paper-shelled cylinder containing about 200 hard iron projectiles. Since it can only shoot at targets at close range, it is less used to fire ammunition and has a higher rate of fire.

The two guns really need to be cooled down after firing chain bullets continuously, so the female soldiers in the trench in front come forward to block the fire and control the speed at which the enemy is approaching. And when the Zhejiang soldiers and the Jiading cavalry came up and entered within 100 meters, the two heavy guns were loaded. The artillery commander ordered the suona to be blown and reminded the female soldiers in front to huddle in the trench and pay attention to avoidance, cover their ears, and do not raise their heads.

After a few seconds......

The two cannon shots were almost linked, and the scorching muzzle flames erupted no longer a shell, but a can. The paper shell of the shell was torn apart by the air flow after leaving the muzzle, and the more than 200 iron projectiles contained in it immediately spread rapidly under the impact of each other. After flying a distance of 100 meters, they were already enveloped in a huge surface.

The rain of bullets flew and devastated.

The Zhejiang soldiers who rushed forward were bombarded by two heavy artillery, and the number of thousands of people was by no means an advantage in strength at this moment, but the best target for projectile killing. The dozens of people who rushed to the gap were almost all hit, and their bodies were instantly penetrated, torn, and beaten into pulp by the projectile.

Shotguns deliberately use iron projectiles, which are harder than lead projectiles, do not deform easily, and will continue to move forward after penetrating one target, piercing two or even three targets before stopping. Those who are hit by them will not be spared, and they will fall down in an instant, and they will surely die.

After the cannon was fired, a strong wave of air blew in front of the muzzle, and the target hit by the air wave almost fell with a touch. And this was just the beginning, the shotgun had a small amount of charge, a slow warm-up, and the rate of fire was the fastest among breech guns, which could reach four rounds per minute. That's one shot every fifteen seconds.

After the first fire, the gun rolled down the ramp on the rear seat of the gun. Without waiting for the gun carriage to stabilize, the gunner who wipes the breech of the gun pokes the water-stained gun brush into it to clean it. After a few brushes, the gunner in charge of loading will immediately fire the cartridge and ammunition into the chamber, which will then be tightened with a strip. At this point, the artillery commander will give the order to open fire immediately - there is no need to aim, what is the canned shotgun aimed at?

It's full of targets outside, and boom!

At this time, it is necessary to be fast, to fire a few more rounds in the shortest possible time, and to pour more projectiles on the enemy in the near distance. They suffered heavy casualties, were stupid, their morale collapsed, they turned around and fled, and they did not dare to rush up again, nor did they dare to look at them until the barrels of the guns were too hot to use.

The roaring cannon sounded, and the Zhejiang soldiers who rushed forward directly endured this round of violent firepower. The skirmish line they charged quickly retreated from a few dozen meters from the muzzle to two hundred meters away. It's not that they retreated on their own, but that all the people in this range were killed and blown into slag.

Three minutes of rapid fire, a dozen is seven or eight rounds, the barrels are faintly red, and the heat is amazing. The muzzle of the gun was filled with gunsmoke, mixed with the stench of barbecue. The female soldiers who were still hiding in the trench just now came forward with their guns, but there was no standing target two hundred meters in front of them.

The Zhejiang soldiers who poured up were killed by this round of shotguns, at least more than 300 people. The bravest, the most refined, and the most daring to fight rushed to the forefront, and all of them were wiped out. Under the muzzle, the other Zhejiang soldiers howled and fled the battle line, and ran wildly. They endured a rain of bullets like never before, a hell of steel.

Zhou Yiming, the Zhejiang garrison commanded in the rear, was directly stunned, he never expected that the sharpness of the artillery fire of this gang of anti-thieves had reached the point where it swept everything and was unmatched. And Liu Wei, who was watching the battle from the rear, was also stunned. He watched his righteous son rush forward and see him overwhelmed by a platoon of guns and artillery fire. This kind of power shocks the past and the present.

There are only two cannons, which perfectly interpret what is called the 'God of War'.

As a veteran, Liu Wei couldn't help but tremble slightly in the rumbling cannon, this was the first time he had seen such ferocious artillery fire. Compared to this kind of firepower, the ninth-level spell is a fart. Manpower is sometimes poor, and for the first time it has been surpassed by the power of technology.

Liu Zhaosun is not dead yet, but he feels that he is better than dead. He was still shivering in the shallow trench, and the moment the shelling began, he felt that he was in danger. The tyrannical metal storm struck suddenly, not only sweeping away the Zhejiang soldiers who were standing and attacking, but also covering many cavalry members who were lying on the ground to hide. Many people lie down and never get up.

At this moment, Liu Zhaosun, who has always regarded himself as brave, felt that he was nothing-Yongwu had a fart use, and people would kill you with one shot. He wept bitterly and wailed over it. His twenty or thirty years of hard training is like a joke, he can't fight, and he can't retreat. He only now realized how wronged the foot soldiers who had been executed by him for escaping by the shelling......

In the distance, Liu Wei stabilized his mind. He was the commander of tens of thousands of people, and more than 300 dead and wounded were nothing. He once again ordered the Franco's cannons to fire directly, ordered his men to regroup, and ordered the men and horses in the city to intensify their attacks. Today, tens of thousands of horses will be killed with corpses, and this group of thieves will be destroyed. ”

The Ming army was beating drums and rumbling, urging people to fight.

Inside the city, a platoon of rockets is lighting several fuses.