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Chapter 1683 The power of the fire gun (1)

The sunset had already set to the horizon, but the battle still did not stop. The Right Guard, who had already mastered the three-stage shooting method, has been maintaining a slow propulsion method step by step.

However, the Japanese were stunned by this unprecedented attack method. They wanted to retreat but dared not retreat. They wanted to attack but could not attack. They could only let out a desperate roar that was not as loud as a human voice, and desperately shot the arrows in their hands towards the right guard.

However, the Japanese bow seemed to be too small and the strength was much worse. After reaching about a hundred steps, they were exhausted and did not pose any threat to the Right Guard.

On the other hand, the iron projectiles, under the gunpowder Cui Dong, could easily tear the simple defenses of the Japanese, or take away a large piece of flesh and blood, or directly penetrate into the body, completely destroying the enemy from the body to the spirit.

This is a battle of tens of thousands of people. What is aiming and what is stability is all nonsense. As long as you put the gunpowder in at the fastest speed and then fire it out at the fastest speed, you will hit something no matter what.

The Japanese who faced hot weapons for the first time had no idea how to face the muskets. After several rounds of shooting were completely stunned, the Japanese people had a sudden idea of ​​exchanging speed for life. Under the order of the eldest brother of the Shanbei, more than 100,000 Japanese troops gave up their defense and rushed to the opposite right guard with their swords in their hands.

Because of the hasty order from Shanbei's eldest brother Wang, the Japanese army was completely tragic.

Originally, if they held on to it, they could hold on for a while. If they could hold on until the sunset was ten, they could win time for themselves to retreat.

But the ignorant ones digging their own graves and choosing to charge back, using their own bodies to face the invincible muskets.

In a blink of an eye, a round of gunfire was shot, and the Japanese soldiers who rushed up immediately fell down like harvesting wheat, screaming shrillly on the ground.

As one of the oldest firearms, the attack power of the musket is still very limited. Unless it hits the key, it is generally rarely able to kill people on the spot.

So most of the Japanese who were hit did not die immediately. They just lost their ability to move and could only lie helplessly on the ground and wail, waiting for Aunt Amaterasu to come.

But they didn't know how much of a shadow their wail would bring to their comrades. Listening to the screams that came one after another on the battlefield and watching people falling down in front of them, even the fierce Japanese could not help but feel a sense of fear, and the counterattack began to slow down.

The eldest brother of Shanbei finally realized that the Right Guard could not defeat it with its blood and courage.

But the situation of the war is irreversible, and the order to counterattack has been issued. If the troops are ordered to retreat, it will undoubtedly cause the already dispersed morale to collapse immediately. Therefore, even if they are bound to die, the Japanese soldiers must rush forward and use their bodies to consume the gunpowder of the Tang army.

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"Bang bang bang bang..." A strange sound suddenly came out of the sound of gunfire like a bean.

That was the sound made by the continuous hair crossbow. The two-unit continuous hair crossbow had moved to a position where it could exert its power. Under the rotation of the two people, they kept firing triangular arrows that were nearly three feet long at the Japanese who were rushing up.

Compared with the fire guns launched one round after another, the shock brought to the Japanese by the continuous fire crossbow was obviously stronger.

After all, when a musket hurts people, it usually shoots iron bullets into the human body, and does not cause too much wounds, so its visual effect is far less terrifying than that of a bed crossbow.

Seeing the three-foot-long three-foot-long three-foot-long triangular arrows passing through the two of them, a long piece of arrow was revealed behind the second man. The Japanese, whose originally unresolute will finally begin to collapse. Some timids have begun to turn around and are ready to escape backwards.

At this moment, the cannon sound that made countless Japanese people frightened, and black iron balls broke through the air, and the howling sound of breaking through the air seemed to be the grim smile from the evil ghost in hell.

"Bang bang...", blood splattered everywhere, and the broken limbs flew everywhere.

It was the improved Zhenguan Cannon, with a firing range of several thousand steps. When moved to the city, the firing range increased a lot out of thin air. It could just pass the Right Guard and directly smash the shells into the Japanese crowd.

It's crazy, it's really crazy. The eldest brother of Shanbei never thought about it. He didn't even see the enemy's face and had lost almost half of his troops. If he continued to fight, he could tell what the consequences would be.

Finally, the eldest brother of Shanbei Wang didn't care whether he would be defeated or not. After giving a order to withdraw his troops to the messenger beside him, he drove his horse back.

Seeing that the Tang army's shells had already hit within a hundred steps, if they didn't leave, they probably would be smashed into rotten watermelon next time. The eldest brother of Shanbei, Wang, didn't want to return to Osaka with rotten watermelon, so he would be defeated. At worst, he would be able to reorganize the army and fight again.

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A battle lasted less than an hour, the Japanese left over 100,000 soldiers, either wounded or fled in panic. Niu Jinda held up a telescope and looked at the Japanese who were leaving in the hazy night and snorted the order: "Send a signal, stop the troops!"

"Yes!" A loud answer was followed by two signal flares rising into the night sky.

The eldest brother of the mountain, who was fleeing in panic, also saw the signal flare in the air in the distance. He didn't know the meaning of it, and couldn't help but accelerate and urge the nihilate in the seat again, running wildly towards Osaka like a desperate person.

The head of the Wubu clan and Suwo Yuyi followed behind the eldest brother of Shanbei. While running, he turned around and looked behind him. The fear in his eyes was uncontrollable, as if there was an extremely huge ferocious beast chasing them.

However, unlike others, Su I, the posture of riding a horse is very strange, and it looks like it is lying on the back of a horse. If you observe carefully, you will find drops of blood constantly dripping from the horse.

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Finally, the sound of the Zhenguan cannon behind me could not be heard, and the sound of the guns had already disappeared. The big brother Wang and others who were running out of breath stopped. Su I, Etsui, was lifted off from the horse, and they had already begun to fall into a coma.

"What's going on? What's wrong with the leader of Su's patriarch?" The eldest brother of Shanbei discovered that Su's Aeyi was abnormal until this time, and hurriedly walked up to ask.

"Go back to Your Highness, the leader of Su I was accidentally hit by the strange weapon of the Tang people when he was evacuating." The Japanese who carried Su I Eiyi answered enthusiastically, his voice trembling with a hint of fear, as if he was very scared.

"Come on Su, my patriarch, and do your best!" The eldest brother of Shanbei stepped forward and looked at Su, the pale face and was raised by several Japanese people. He sighed and did not pursue the Japanese.

Faced with such a powerful attack from the Tang Dynasty, even his legs are trembling until now, so how can he have the nerve to pursue others?
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