Zhou Changshou only felt that his heart was beating wildly, as if it was almost beating out of his chest.

The sound of a sudden heartbeat was even louder than the deafening sound of cannons.

Holding the bird gun, Zhou Changshou walked quickly towards the rear, and he looked at the fellow villager who was standing behind him and walked forward with the bird gun.

"Bang, bang!!"

The roar of the platoon suddenly exploded from behind his ears, Zhou Changshou trembled, and he remembered the hideous old bandit in his vision before.

That old bandit was strong and strong, taller than everyone around him, even in the past, the nursing home of the Li family, the landlord of Nancun, was not so strong.

The old bandit was wearing a thick leather armor and holding a bright steel knife in his hand, which was extremely terrifying.

But that kind of person fell to the ground so easily after being hit by the bird gun in his hand.

Zhou Changshou held the bird gun in his hand tightly and walked all the way to the last row.

He pulled out the paper shell from the package around his waist again, and this time he didn't rush anymore and smoothly touched it out.

Tear open the paper shell, pinch the projectile in it with your hand, then pour the gunpowder inside the paper shell into the primer pot, and then put the projectile into the mouth of the gun.

The gunshots rang out again, and Zhou Changshou knew that he had to quickly finish the bullets, and went to the first row to shoot again.

Zhou Changshou once again had a little fear in his heart, he wondered, now that such a long time has passed, will the enemy army have rushed to the front of the battle......

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang !!"

The huge sound of cannon fire suddenly sounded in Zhou Changshou's ears, and Zhou Changshou's hand that was holding the whole strip to smash the projectile suddenly trembled.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang !!"

The sound of artillery was not just a burst, but one after another, and the sound of a row of cannons continued to sound, continuously, and reverberated violently.

"...... of the Mother and Child Cannon"

Zhou Changshou felt slightly relieved in his heart, when he was training, he had seen the scene of the cannon firing called the Francophone and heard the sound, and the sound was exactly the same as the sound that sounded now.

However, he preferred another name for the cannon - the sub-mother cannon.

Because the cannon is loaded and fired very quickly, as long as the sub-cannon is placed in the opening of the rear belly of the mother cannon, and the fire fold is held a little, it can be fired, and the effort of one shot is enough for it to fire several shots.

On the battlefield, the sound of guns continued, and Chen Wang rode on top of the war horse and condescendingly glanced at the entire front.

His Sizhong Bird Gun has already begun to shoot in turn, and the smoke of gunpowder continues to rise from the front of the formation, although there are not so many bird guns in the left direction, but there are also a lot of three-eyed guns.

The explosion of the three-eyed gun continued to sound in Zuo Si's array, and there were a lot of bird guns mixed with it.

The sound of the three-eyed gun is even several times louder than that of a bird, and the sound is amazing, like thunder.

Tiger squat cannon, Fran machine gun, bird gun, three-eyed gun, all the guns roared in unison, the sound was like a wave, endless.

The entire front of the large array was covered with thick white smoke, and the smoke was misty, blowing from the front of the formation to the rear of the formation under the action of the northwest wind.

Gunpowder smoke wafted in, obscuring Chen Wang's vision in front of him, and thick white smoke surrounded his side, as if it was about to engulf his entire body.

Chen Wang clenched the horsewhip in his hand, his palms were covered with sweat.

After the thick smoke of gunfire, no one knew what was going on.

The sound of the Franc cannon has stopped, and after seven or eight rounds in a row, the chamber of the Franc cannon has begun to heat up, and it must be allowed to cool down for the time being, otherwise there is a danger of exploding.

The sound of guns in front had also stopped after the last burst, and after the Fran cannon stopped, the gunners in the front row needed to quickly hide behind the shield array to prevent a possible impact.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

A high-spirited sound of war drums suddenly came from the direction of the Chinese army.

Chen Wang turned his head abruptly and looked in the direction of the Chinese army on the right.

But the smoke of gunpowder was thick, obscuring his vision and making it impossible for him to see the situation of the Chinese army clearly.

The sound of the thick war drums struck Chen Wang's chest one by one, shaking Chen Wang's blood and blood continuously.

Immediately afterwards, a tsunami-like shouting of killing was brought into Chen Wang's ears by the wind blowing from the northwest.

The wind rose suddenly, and the smoke was completely blown away in an instant.

Chen Wang saw the surrounding scene clearly, and a terrible cry poured into his ears.

The front of the great array was full of devastation, a mess, corpses were all over the field, and there was a pool of blood, and the thirty steps in front of the entire large array had almost become a forbidden area for life, and no rogue could approach this distance.

The front line of the Liukou has been completely defeated, and even the old bandits who are supervising the battle are frightened, and their morale has fallen to the bottom, and they are all running backwards.

It's just that when they wanted to flee backwards, the infantry behind them, who were supervising the battle, had already put down their spears and lined up their spears.

As long as the people in front dare to continue to retreat, it is a dead end.

Some of the horsemen in the rear were already scattered, and if anyone tried to bypass the gun array, they would not be able to avoid their head-on swords.

The horse teams arranged on the two wings of the Liukou were already swarming to prevent the Ming army's foot soldiers from pursuing.

However, Chen Wang only swept away all this, and his gaze did not stay on it, but looked at the front of the Chinese army.

The tsunami-like shouts of killing came from the front of the Chinese army.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The sound of drums shook the sky, the sound of killing boiled, and the sound of horses' hooves was like thunder.

Cao Bianjiao was wearing a waist-length armor with fish scales, a brocade skirt with a hundred flowers, a pointed iron helmet, and a horse lance in front of the army.

The fiery red helmet flag above the helmet fluttered in the wind, and the fiery red general flag behind him was one foot and five feet high, hunting and moving in the headwind, beckoning.

Beaded tassels are inserted on the top, connected to the pheasant's tail, and the ochre yellow belt up to eight feet five inches long continues to flutter in the headwind.

The headwind came towards him, not only blowing the helmet flag on the top of Cao Bianjiao's helmet, but also blowing the helmet flag and red tassel on the heads of more than 500 armored horsemen behind him.

Countless helmets and red tassels fluttered in the headwind, like a tumbling blood-colored raging wave.

Cao Bianjiao's expression was deep, his sword eyebrows were erected, and the palpitating killing intent flowed in his eyes.

Behind him, more than 500 armored horsemen either drew their swords and leaned on their shoulders, or drew bows and swords, or held three-eyed firearms waiting for the opportunity to strike.

The roar of thousands of horses' hooves striking the ground at the same time was enough to overwhelm all the noise on the battlefield.

The earth retreated rapidly like a tide, and more than 500 armored horsemen under the leadership of Cao Bianjiao were like sharp knives, piercing the already chaotic array of Liukou without hindrance.

The great array of rogues was divided like a wave, and the hungry bandits who had no time to escape were all killed by horses' hooves or quick knives.