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"The No. 1 and No. 51 each are filled with one incendiary bomb, the No. 101 and No. 151 each are filled with one incendiary bomb, and the test is immediately tested!"

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"Revise the target parameters, cannons 1 to 100 are filled with incendiary bombs, and flowering bombs are filled with nos. They are ready to carry out uninterrupted launches."

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"put!"

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Within a few seconds after the last command was issued, more than 200 shells rushed out of the cannon chamber like lightning, drawing beautiful arcs of death in the somewhat gloomy sky. In the same few seconds, the shell group accurately fell into the center of the city.

The door to hell is open!

When the first batch of incendiary bombs landed, smoke burst out and the flames reflected the sky into pink. The fire started to burn from the residential areas in the middle of the city, and the wooden ceilings of all houses were quickly lit. After the asphalt, tar and wooden strips on the ceiling caught fire, they fell like hellfire.

The second batch, the third batch...the incendiary bombs followed one after another, and the hundreds of fire dragons they formed suddenly seemed to be waving the wings of the hell devil, wantonly eroding everything ahead. A gust of wind blew, and the flames rushed into the air, and the tongues of fire stretched from one area to another. The whole city became a hell of humanity filled with thick smoke, black ash and flames blown by the strong wind. Before the fire spread, the hot high temperature had already ignited all the flammable materials.

At first, the military and civilians in the city were working hard to put out fires in an organized manner, but Manresa Town was just a small town, and the fire extinguishing equipment was equipped with only small fires. Faced with such surging fires, everyone was like ants on a hot pan. They climbed up the window and took out buckets, and tried hard to transfer the water from the water tank to various burning areas through relay: rooms, roofs, and both sides of the street.

However, all efforts were in vain. After the water was poured on, the sound was hissing, but the fire became more vigorous. The toxic gas mixed in the smoke also scattered everywhere. They were inhaled into the nasal cavity and lungs by the brave firefighters. While people coughed violently, they were still trying their best to lift the bucket and wanted to hand it over to their companions, but in an instant, many people fell heavily to the ground and could no longer get up. They could only wait for the fire from all directions to swallow them all.

Thirty minutes later, everyone gave up the impossible decline, and a life-and-death escape began. The Spaniards, who had previously vowed to fight the French to the end, ran out of the city and escaped in the direction of the Rotala River. Although the flames carried by many people were sizzling, they did not slow down their pace. In everyone's eyes, how to escape from the heavens was their greatest wish.

However, God does not pity his people. The black fugitives were once again attacked by flowering bullets above their heads. After the huge explosion, the flying subway balls and shrapnel were like the god of death harvesting wheat fields, leaving behind countless once-living bodies, which were stacked together. Those who escaped by chance rushed to the riverside desperately and plunged into the surging river.

Blood continues to flow.

The sound of houses falling, the sound of soldiers running, and the sound of citizens crying for help all came into the ears of Commander Boca. He ran to the Rotara River with a small group of followers, trying to cross the river to take refuge. But what had appeared before him was a hell on earth:

The French had already exploded the huge rocks blocking the river, and the calm surface of the river immediately became surging... Countless drowned corpses floated near the river bank, densely packed like a natural cemetery. The crowds who came frantically shouted loudly. As soon as they rushed to the shore, they jumped into the river without hesitation, regardless of whether they could swim or not, swam desperately to the other side of the river; and on the east bank of the river, the refugees were not angels, but rows of fully armed French cavalry. The soldiers sat comfortably on horseback, raised their rifles gracefully, aimed at the crowd climbing to the shore, and carried out intensive gun shooting. Several guys who escaped by chance wanted to escape along the river bank, but were rushed by the cavalry and sent the Spaniards back to hell with their sabers.

"This is a massacre, shameless French people. If you want to kill, come to me. Don't kill innocent civilians!" Boca pulled his throat and roared at the Frenchman a hundred meters away in his greatest voice, but no one paid attention to him. The shells were still sliding over his head, and the gunshots on the shore were still shooting into the chests of the escaped people, and the corpses on the river surface and on both sides of the river were still increasing.

"God, please save the helpless people!" When the devout Christian cut his chest with a cross, he suddenly encountered a glass bottle on his chest containing a letter from General Boca to his wife.

He carefully took out the bottle, pulled the bottle plug, slowly pulled out the letter of the house, opened it in front of him and read it softly, as if he saw his wife and his cute little son walking towards him. Boca's face was covered with tears, and he bit his fingers hard and began to describe the entire massacre of Manresa town behind the letter.

When the letter was reinstalled back into the glass bottle, Boca waved his arm and threw the small bottle containing the letter into the river, watching it float along the river. After a long time, he took a long breath, closed his eyes, and fell into the turbulent river.

After a few hours, all the shouts of help stopped, and the whistling of artillery shells and the sound of gunfire across the river stopped. They had no target of the massacre, but the burning flames continued to swallow all the remains in the city.
Chapter completed!