The morale of the army gradually stabilized.

At the beginning, the rain of arrows caused a lot of panic, but gradually, everyone discovered that the trench became their powerful barrier, and the helmet on their heads would not be fatal to them. If they were shot in other places, it would not be irreversible. At least the military doctors had begun to act. They hooked their bodies, used boards as shields, followed by several auxiliary soldiers, and began to carry the wounded to the nearby trench.

Humans naturally have a certain adaptability to harsh environments, but this half-year training has already tempered the soldiers' patience.

The counterattack has begun.

They began to be proficient in reloading, holding guns, and then shooting.

Bang, this is a sound that is so skillful that they can't be more skillful. In fact, they don't know whether they shot. Next, they just need to pull the musket back into the trench, load the ammunition, and continue shooting.

At this time, the artillery positions behind were all ready.

Hundreds of cannons, all of them were blooming bullets at this moment. After a roar, the cannon spewed out its tongue of flames, and then a roar sounded, and in the sky... roared, and the shells like meteors perfectly drew an arc in the air.

Immediately, the cannon was smashed in the waist, and the roar sounded from the swarming cavalry group. Flying sand and stones were flying, and the smoke filled the air, and the air waves even rushed the horse's people directly into the sky, and then they fell down like sandbags.

It was not until this time that the powerful firepower of the new army began to impress the Hu people.

Their front team had completely entered the effective range, and one after another began to fall, and the shells dropped by the artillery were frantically harvesting the lives of the cavalry in the rear team.

In just a blink of an eye, the formation of this impact began to become disordered, and the number of casualties began to soar.

Countless cavalrymen were hit by sudden bullets. After some of their war horses were hit, they collapsed to the ground like crazy, and threw the cavalry on the horse directly off the horse.

"Kill!" This hellish scene on earth gave the Hu people a sense of tragic feeling.

They held their swords high, like knights running towards hell, looking fearless, but their flesh and blood were soon torn into pieces by shrapnel.

In fact, at this time, the Hu people had already begun to fall into a strange situation.

When they felt something was wrong, they seemed to suddenly realize that the firepower would cause huge casualties. They also began to realize that the Han man named He Xiu was right, and fighting with the Han man here was a bit stupid.

But the problem is that on this battlefield where artillery fire roars, bullets flying, bows and arrows flow like locusts, and war horses flowing endlessly, I can't effectively order the warriors to retreat.

Once the entire line charges, it is an unfinished task to get them to withdraw from the battlefield quickly.

So, it seems that I have to bite the bullet now.

Helian Dahan looked at the scene in front of him. He was still galloping, watching the flesh and blood of countless people, and was easily strangled. He had not heard of firearms before, and even heard of the smuggling merchants of the great man mentioned the horror of the firearms vividly. But at that time, although he was afraid, deep in his heart, he still felt a little disapproving.

He even believed that this was just an exaggerated description, and the fearless warriors did not care about these firearms, but were nothing more powerful than the muskets they had encountered in the past.

And now, he realized that he was wrong.

Because of a shell, it fell dozens of feet away.

In just a moment, he found that his ears were shocked and he suddenly lost his feelings for the outside world. He was just as tinnitus was powerful, he could not hear the sound of shells, the sound of horse hooves and shouts of killing. The only thing he saw was that within a radius of several feet, several cavalry were directly knocked away by the impact of shells. Then, iron filings and shrapnel in the sky turned dozens of cavalry around him into blood. Even more outside, people who were hit by the aftermath and stray bullets were also caught off guard. But dozens of feet away, he suddenly felt that the heat wave was coming, and he almost couldn't stabilize and fell off his horse.

What is even more terrifying is that the shells, like meteors, never stop and bombard them wildly. What is even more terrifying is the cavalry that charges in the front. The grenadiers began to bounce their hands out without hesitation. Although the power of the bullets was not as powerful as the shells, the explosion that was close to the corners of the sky to tear them into pieces. The people were whining and the wailing people fell down like dead trees after making a shrill roar. Someone was burned directly, and only charcoal was born, and the rest of the body was directly wiped out.

"Italian cannon!"

Even so.

The wave after wave of the Hu people and Iron Cavalry, although they opened fire frantically, did not stop their charge.

At this time, it was getting closer and closer.

The recruits began to calm down gradually. After experiencing the baptism of blood and fire, they gradually forgot about fear and only knew that they would continue to fight and continue to fight, without luck or retreat.

Seeing that the cavalry had rushed forward, Chen Wuji roared. His face was covered in dust and his heroic image had now turned into dust, but now he didn't care about anything else. He yelled: "Italian cannon!"

On the position of the First Battalion, almost all the family assets of these nearly 3,000 troops were brought out.

More than thirty Italian cannons had been set up long ago, but in fact they themselves didn't know how many Hu people were rushing towards their positions.

Now the brigade commander ordered, and a signal flare flashed in the air, making a howling and sharp sound. Then, the Italian cannon began to spit out flames.

This Italian cannon, which had almost no accuracy, was consuming bullets frantically, da da da da da da da da da da da da da da... The continuous bullets were sprayed out and roared.

As soon as I heard the special sound of the Italian cannon, the world... seemed to be much quieter, and many nervous soldiers began to feel much more at ease. Such a clumsy and without any accuracy, and the range was too far from that of a rifle, but at this time, it became a magic weapon.

In an instant, the cavalry more than ten feet away had not yet shown joy, and was instantly harvested by the Italian cannon in front of the formation, just like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves. Some people were shot into blood by dozens of bullets in just a moment.

Then, more and more Hu cavalrymen flocked to each other, and then fell down again.
Chapter completed!