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Chapter 134 Shelling
boom!
Huge gunpowder smoke almost covered the fort, and the artillery shells weighing ten catties were far from being comparable to the firearms. They flew out with terrible screams, causing chaos in the formation of the Banner Army who could barely step forward.

Thousands of people were fighting against us in the entire meeting square, and they all made movements close to covering their heads with their hands in all directions.

"Fuck! This eighth master is so fucking stupid..." Chen Mu almost fell down instinctively, raised his head and glared at the gun tower, but from the corner of his eye, he glanced at the enemy formation in the meeting square, and the word nonsense was put into his stomach , Praise blurted out: "What a fucking good fight!"

The battle line composed of miscellaneous sailors was scattered by a huge shell falling into the formation in the blink of an eye. The morale and momentum were all hell, and the landing point was like the ground being scratched by an iron plow. Except for a few unlucky ghosts who hit the bull's-eye, the entire army formation As if a clear line had been drawn by shells, even if there were no shells to continue hitting, they would still involuntarily dodge the passage and squeeze past the two wings.

"go ahead!"

Chen Mu, who raised his sword and took a big step forward, straightened his iron hat and gave orders loudly.

"Placards!"

"Small flag arrow!"

All the hundreds of households and the flag army were also excited when they realized that the shelling was coming from Fangpaoze, they ordered to move forward one after another, and ran forward ten steps in a blink of an eye.

The shelling also had a great impact on the formation of one's own side. The front line was no longer straight and orderly. Some flags were a few steps ahead and some flags were a few steps behind.

Chen Mu, who walked to the front, glanced roughly at the front line, and immediately ordered: "Light up the fire, let go of the small flag and arrow!"

Whoosh... Whoosh!Whizzing!
The gunners ignited two small banner arrows one after another in front of the front line of each flag. This kind of consumable firearm with a range of only a hundred steps can undoubtedly show great power at this time. Explode in front of or behind the sailors, over their heads or under their feet.

boom!Boom!

A small banner arrow exploded in the army formation will do little damage, but hundreds of small banner arrows exploded at the same time will cause heavy losses to the enemy facing them.

Even the bannermen who fired them didn't know which unlucky ghost they would hit within ten steps of width and height, let alone the enemy army.

Lead pellets shuttled through the gunpowder smoke, among the miserable cries of various languages, a few gunshots sounded in front of the enemy's formation, and a few scattered lead pellets and arrows shot at Chen Mujun.

The arrow that drew a parabola made Chen Mu scream a few times. The lead shot from the muzzle, which was difficult to be accurate in the smoke and even raised or lowered by the influence of friendly forces, was even more difficult to hit. Even if it flew to the front of the formation, It was nothing more than a muffled sound for the Banner Army standing behind the long card—with one exception.

The lead pellet, which was slightly larger than the bird's gun, penetrated the long board, penetrated the wooden board after eighty or ninety steps, and then injured the small banner officer behind it, which happened next to Chen Mu.

The lead pellets were embedded in the banner officer's iron leaf armor. Even so, the projectile carried a huge impact and still knocked down the strong banner officer, losing the ability to continue fighting.

Chen Mu didn't have time to pay attention to these. After the enemy's round of gunshots, he pushed aside the long card in front of him and went out of the battle. Gun—let it go!"

bang bang!bang bang bang!

Hundreds of guns blared together, and the front of the battle was covered by gunpowder smoke. Then, without Chen Mu's order, Deng Zilong, who was standing on the left wing with an eight-foot eyebrow-pointed sword and hooded armor, couldn't hold back any longer. !"

Bird Gunners gave way to the passage one after another, and the three general banners under his command, composed of Danmin, led the crowd out under the cover of Changpai, and the spearmen followed closely behind, and strode forward with Deng Zilong.

Brave and fearless!

There was a raging soldier, and a nest of raging raging soldiers, followed by Deng Zilong's soldiers, all of them had a certain aura, carried their weapons and shuttled in the center of the battle formation, but they were unmatched in calmness.

The three hundred households of Deng Zilong's left wing had already charged forward, Chen Mu stretched his right arm and swung forward, while the two hundred households led by Sun Ao on the right wing moved a little slower, but moved faster, almost facing the enemy line. Renta Miura, who had rushed out of the black slave army, ran out.

They had no other means of attack, and each of the long players behind each had spears like a forest, and they rushed out straight, looking like they were going to collide with Miura Renta straight up.

Renta Miura looks much more embarrassed now, half of her face is bloody and bloody from a few small lead pellets, the exaggerated iron pocket has long since fallen off, her bald head is against the sky, but her spirit is even more fierce, dragging her hands Stumbling with the three-foot sword, Niaoyin rushed out of the line first with a strange cry. Behind him was a group of ronin, some with armor and some without armor, some with swords and some with guns.

If it wasn't for the tiny lead pellets that made them suffer different degrees of damage, they should be full of power.

But his opponent is Deng Zilong, the only one under Chen Mu's command, who was born in the Ming Dynasty and was born in martial arts!

Nearly forty paces away, Deng Zilong stopped. Behind him, the commander of the flag army made a row of card holders. Thirty quick guns were set up accordingly. Behind the quick gunners, the fire flags were raised and ignited immediately, and the firecrackers with extended rods shot out fireworks. , The lead shot shot out.

Bang bang bang!
"The first column is on the gun head, the second column!"

The smoking guns were taken away, and the second row of quick guns was set up and ignited again.

Bang bang bang!
"The second row is the gun head, the last row!"

Bang, bang!

In less than [-] breaths of time, hundreds of lead pellets were shot almost close to the face of the ronin led by Miura Renta in just [-] or [-] steps, and blood mist rose from the battlefield.

But this is just the beginning for Deng Zilong.

"Chop up this bird man!"

The eyebrow sharp knife swept out, Deng Zilong's body armor collided with a crisp sound, leading the soldiers straight into the enemy's line.

All the five hundred households pressed on, and then Chen Mu turned around, scanning the surrounding twenty soldiers and the army with only one general banner left, his eyes finally settled on the face of the county magistrate Zhou Xing, who had dared to stand fearlessly before. In the meeting square, when more than 400 barbarians with weapons questioned their rebels, the people obviously had never seen such a bloody fight.

His knuckles were white from clenching, his eyes were bright, and his lips were slightly pursed.

There is not only a little cowardice in instinct, but also a little perseverance in backbone.

This is not contradictory, even though Chen Mu thinks that the county magistrate's legs must be weak, he still has enough respect for this middle-aged man who clenches his teeth and does not take a step back.

"You stay by the magistrate's side - give me a hand."

Qi Zhengyan uttered the last three words in a low voice, Chen Mu looked at the battlefield with both hands resting on his waist knife, and ordered: "All follow me, the enemy's left wing."

He didn't have many soldiers, counting his family's full force, there were only 70 men, but their firepower was very strong, and only 70 of them had ten bird guns and twenty off guns.

If both Deng Zilong and Sun Ao can't suppress the enemy, then filling in his 70 people will not help the overall situation.

But the current situation is not like this. Deng Zilong overwhelmingly beat the sailor coalition army to the ground. The armored but few Fran robots have not come out of the gunpowder after being blown up by small flag arrows. Ronin even met Deng Zilong They were all dead at the beginning of the battle, and the South Asian sailors had a natural fear of the Ming army, and now they have begun to collapse.

Deng Zilong and Sun Ao's current opponents are those black slaves, brave is brave, too stupid.

Chen Mu just needs to lead his proud blunderbuss team to step on the corpses of the enemy soldiers across the meeting square before Deng Zilong and Sun Ao push the black fans into the street. Witnessed by the leader of Pereira, Father Peres and others in the tower, the direction of the thirty bird guns was adjusted.

Like Zhou Xing, he pursed his lips lightly, but raised his head with the iron hat on his head slightly, and swung his waist knife to draw an end to the battle.

"put!"

boom!Boom!

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