The black wave ahead was getting closer and closer.
Zhou Changshou could already see the clothes of those at the front.
However, there was still no military order to "raise the blunderbuss" from the army. Zhou Changshou's hands holding the blunderbuss could not help trembling. He held the blunderbuss and gritted his teeth.
Military law did not allow him to turn his head, and he did not dare to close his eyes, so he could only look straight ahead.
Under the countless messy banners in front, most of the hungry people at the front were in ragged clothes, with yellow faces and thin muscles, and some even had no shirts on.
Chen Wang rode on his horse and watched the whole situation. His eyes were always focused on the direction of Zuo Qian's headquarters, staring at the tall flag of General Qian.
When facing the enemy in field battles, each bureau forms a small formation, four bureaus and one division are combined into a central formation, and two divisions and one division are combined into a general formation.
The three parts are connected and echoed from left to right, forming a large formation.
Open a large formation to face a powerful enemy. Thousands of people line up to fight in a majestic formation!
Eighty steps, seventy steps, sixty steps!
The black bandits swept in like a raging tide, and the hungry people in ragged clothes howled wildly.
They looked like crazy, all of their faces turned red, and they rushed forward crazily, roaring to dispel the fear in their hearts.
The two armies are sixty steps apart. This distance is already quite close, and there are only ten seconds left before the battle begins.
Zhou Changshou clenched the gun in his hand. He wanted to put his index finger on the trigger, but the screams in his ears made him stop.
A bloody ear flew past Zhou Changshou's ear and landed on the soil not far from his feet.
Zhou Changshou knew that there must be someone who couldn't help but want to fire a gun and was discovered by the soldiers supervising the battle.
He didn't dare to have any luck in his heart. No matter how scared he was, he didn't dare to put his finger on the trigger, nor did he dare to raise the blunderbuss levelly.
"Bang!!"
A huge explosion suddenly came from the direction of Qian Headquarters.
Chen Wang's eyes suddenly froze, that was the voice of Ling Pao!
In sight, a fiery red command flag has been raised, and it is shaking crazily.
Chen Wang turned his head again, looked at the surging crowd in front of him, and roared angrily.
"Tiger Crouching Cannon, shoot!"
Just when Chen Wang roared,
The sound of strong war drums was heard loudly from the left under the banner of General Qian.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
The rapid drum beat spread throughout the two divisions, eight bureaus and twenty-four flags on the left in an instant.
"Tiger crouching cannon, fire!!!!"
There is a Crouching Tiger Cannon placed a little in front of each small formation, and there is also one on the left and right wings, for a total of nine.
The nine-door tiger squatting cannon fired almost at the same time, and the huge roar was like thunder!
The gunpowder was ignited and suddenly turned into a bright red flame and thick white smoke. The huge impact pushed hundreds of projectiles in the barrel. The small projectiles flew out of the muzzle with a terrifying scream. Whistling away, the world even darkened.
The horrifying scream overwhelmed the sound of the golden drum and all human voices.
Like dense raindrops, the projectiles flew forward in a fan shape, easily breaking through the skinny bodies of the hungry people in the front row.
At a distance of sixty steps, even wearing armor, it is difficult to withstand the lead bullets fired by the Crouching Tiger Cannon, let alone the fragile human body.
Countless blood arrows spurted out from the bandits' front line, and the hungry people in the front row who bore the brunt of the attack fell to the ground without even making a sound.
Like a wheat field harvested by a sickle, it instantly emptied out. The pungent smell of blood permeated the entire battlefield in just an instant, and the entire battlefield even fell silent.
The terrifying lethality of the Crouching Tiger Cannon instantly shattered the formation of the front line of the first wave of hungry people who came straight towards them.
Blood splashed all over Sun Yanzong, his face, chest, and hands were all covered with blood. He stood there blankly holding a spear in both hands, his body still maintaining a forward posture.
He didn't understand why there were so many people in front of him, but it became empty in just an instant.
The huge roar made Sun Yanzong's consciousness fall into a trance. The human voices in his ears were as distant as the horizon. He could only see the people around him opening their mouths and talking, but he could not hear them clearly. What did you say.
The smell of rust filled his mouth and nose and was extremely unpleasant. He wanted to vomit, but he had only drank a bowl of gruel since morning, so there was nothing he could vomit out.
Those people in front who were just as lively as him just now fell to the ground when the white smoke rose and the huge scream sounded.
Sun Yanzong looked horrified. In the pool of blood in front of him, those who had been hit by projectiles but were not dead were struggling in pain.
"No retreat!"
"Kill forward, anyone who dares to retreat will die!"
The bandits' front line has fallen into complete chaos, and the first round of firing from the Crouching Tiger Cannon has defeated the fragile defense line in the hearts of these hungry people.
Many of them have never seen the Crouching Tiger Cannon, and many of them have never even left their hometown, let alone been on the battlefield.
The huge casualties instantly shattered his will and spirit to fight.
Some people were mentally disturbed, yelling and trying to escape, but before they could run a few steps, they were slashed to the ground by the old gangster who was supervising the battle.
Others were crying and begging for mercy and did not dare to step forward, but the crowd behind them kept pushing them forward.
The old bandits who were supervising the battle waved the swords in their hands to drive away the hungry people around. Some people were pushed and fell to the ground, but the crowd still surged forward. No one came to help him. Those who fell to the ground soon fell to the ground. There is no sound anymore.
After all, the Crouching Tiger Cannon was unable to stop the hungry people. If they rushed forward, they would die, and if they walked backward, they would die.
The Tiger Crouching Cannon had already stopped after firing one round, but the steel knife behind it was killing all the time. Those hungry people could only bite the bullet and continue to rush forward.
The stagnant crowd moved forward again.
At this time, Zhou Changshou also heard the military order he had been waiting for.
"Raise the gun!!!"
Zhou Changshou flattened the gun in his hand, pulled the trigger, and looked forward with breathless concentration.
The weapons in their hands were also all kinds of, some were holding kitchen knives, some were holding wooden spears, some were holding hoes, and some were even just holding a wooden stick.
Zhou Changshou suddenly felt something in his heart. He found that the faces of those people were also full of fear - it turned out that they were also afraid!
When he found that the other person was also scared, even more scared than him, Zhou Changshou's heart jumped a few times, and the fear that originally existed in his heart suddenly dissipated a lot.
"put!"
The angry roar of the bureau chief reached his ears. Zhou Changshou gritted his teeth and suddenly pulled the trigger.
Guns and guns fired in unison, with a deafening sound of gunfire, and fire and smoke appeared at the same time.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!!!"
Sixty steps away, we have reached the range where a bird's gun can break armor. Among the bandits, only the elite cavalry and a few army officers can possess armor, and how can these hungry people possess it?
There was a continuous sound of gunfire in his ears. In the rising smoke, Zhou Changshou clearly saw that the bandit he was targeting fell to the ground in pain after he pulled the trigger.
The gangster clutched his stomach, fell to the ground and rolled, howling in pain, but his pain did not last long, because he was soon overwhelmed by the surging crowd behind him...
