It was so powerful! With the continuous roar of cannons, the wall of the camp that Usari had painstakingly built was torn open one after another, and tens of thousands of war horses were frightened at the same time. They shook their necks desperately to try to break free from the reins and escape. Countless Northern Barbarian soldiers were panicked and ran around in the camp like headless flies. They were as arrogant as they were when they went south. Some timid even took out the amulets they had asked for from the shamans and knelt on the ground to pray devoutly to Changshengtian. They actually regarded the cannons as the devil's weapon. Unfortunately, their prayers were useless, and the cannons of the Jiazhou Army were still roaring.

"Usai, go down and bring my personal soldiers and let them all calm down. The files are crying and running around in the camp and killing them without mercy!" Usali knew that if they did not change this situation, they would quickly collapse. "Let Pusuqi and Xue Shemu take people out immediately. If they cannot destroy these cannons, they will not have to come back!"

Hearing Usari's orders, Pusuqi and Xue Shemu looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Now they have begun to regret why they believed Arubu's words and led their troops south. This time they may have to leave their lives here, but the situation in front of them can no longer tolerate them thinking too much. Pusuqi and Xue Shemu tried their best to stop the war horses and led their suicide squads to the back of the suspension bridge.

The soldiers on the wall turned the winch hard, and the suspension bridge slowly fell. Before they could completely put the suspension bridge down, they saw that the bridge deck had just been placed on the trench, Pu Suqi and Xue Shemu quickly led their troops out.

"The Beilu has come out. After a round of shooting, the gunners have changed to the gunners, and asked General Pan to stop them, and his cavalry team to be prepared to cut off the Beilu's retreat." Luo Shiji held up his telescope and saw the movements of Pusuqi and Xue Shemu through the thick smoke. Without any hesitation, he chose the most suitable plan from the plans formulated by the General Staff.

"Boom!" several cannons, and the spherical iron bombs broke through the cavalry in the first row, and then bounced up on the ground and crashed into the cavalry in the second row and the third row. The Northern Lu had no experience in dealing with cannon attacks at all. In addition, they had just come from the suspension bridge, and the distance between people was extremely narrow, and the shells plowed out several blood grooves in the team.

The soldiers and war horses who were directly hit by shells were shattered and the wreckage of limbs flew to friendly forces. Those who died neatly were lucky. Some of them were unfortunately wiped by shells and took away their thighs. The ones in their arms had to wail for a while before they could die, or they were lucky to meet a friendly force to help them transcend them early.

The few launches just now also allowed Pu Suqi and Xue Shemu to touch the cannon's rules. They knew that there was still some time between the two launches, so they did not dare to stay and rushed towards the cannon position instead, hoping to destroy it before the second launch.

"Swap shotgun!" Seeing the signal from Shuai's wife, the gun captains of each gun position immediately issued an order. One gunner quickly stuffed the cannon brush made of wool into the barrel chamber to clean it up. Another gunner used an iron hook to hook out the residual material after the previous round of fire, and was stuffed in with another pack of launching medicine, and then placed the shotgun.

These procedures are extremely cumbersome, but the gunners operated like flowing water. As soon as the previous person finished, the next person pulled up without any pauses or mistakes. Before Pusuqi and Xue Shemu's cavalry team entered the range, they were ready to launch.

Behind them, teams of musketeers lined up in neat rows under the command of the drums, slowly pressing towards the Northern Lu cavalry until the drums changed rhythm, "Stop, raise the gun in the first row, aim, prepare for the second row, and the third row."

They didn't send cavalry or chariot formations or gun formations? Pusuqi and Xue Shemu were delighted. Unexpectedly, Luo Shiji could make such a low-level mistake? Is it like stopping himself if he wanted to rely on these weak arrays and a few short guns? "Hurry up, hurry up, boys, fight with me!" Pusuqi and Xue Shemu accelerated the sprint.

"Shocking! Launch!" Seeing that they had entered the attack range, the gunman issued an order without hesitation. With a loud bang, hundreds of lead-made projectiles were exited by the huge force of gunpowder explosion, and attacked the Northern Cavalry in a head-on manner.

"ah!"

"Herylodes!" The whine of men and horses continued to sound, and the Beilu cavalry exposed to the range of the Jiazhou army's cannon suffered a head-on blow. Thousands of lead bullets directly thinned the cavalry formation one layer. In terms of the number of killing people and horses alone, the results of the shotgun this time were far above the solid bullets, and at least hundreds of Beilu were dropped off.

Pu Suqi and Xue Shemu were very grateful that they were still in front when they rushed out of the suspension bridge. They felt something was wrong in the middle and slowed down and fell into the middle, just avoiding these two attacks.

Unfortunately, before they could be happy for a long time, the musketeers who had been waiting for a long time had already raised the musketeers in their hands and pulled the trigger to fire the deadly projectiles.

"First row, retreat! Second row, go forward and shoot." The officer who commanded the musketeers pointed the sword straight ahead and issued one command after another loudly, while the musketeers perfectly completed every move like a robot.

"Shocking! Shooting!" After several volleys of fire from the musketeers, the cannons were filled again. This time, the Beilu cavalry was closer, and the projectiles like heavy rain brought greater damage. Seeing that there were not many soldiers in front of Pusuqi and Xue Shemu that could resist the projectiles for them.

"General! Let's retreat quickly!" A personal soldier who had followed Pusuqi for many years cried. When did he fight such a battle? More than 20% of the soldiers who were walking with him died before even the opponent was on the verge of collapse. The spirit of the Northern Lu cavalry was on the verge of collapse.

"If you hold on for a while, you will soon rush into the enemy formation! They have neither long spears nor heavy armor. As long as they rush in, we will win!" Pusuqi replied unwillingly.

After two more waves of bullets, they finally rushed to a place only dozens of steps away from the Jiazhou musketeer. Pusuji tightened his scimitar and prepared to avenge his soldiers.

"Grenadier, go!" They did not notice that another wave of soldiers joined the battle, and countless dark round bullets were thrown out by them and flew into the Beilu cavalry formation.
Chapter completed!