"Boom!" The shells fell from the sky with a roaring sound, and the bodies of the person hit were not there, and people within a 1 meter nearby were shocked, but this was just the beginning.

The shells fell on the frozen hard soil, bounced up and hit the crowd again. Blood was everywhere, and wailing sounded constantly.

"This is impossible..." Petrovic shouted in disbelief. Such a powerful artillery must be heavy artillery. How could the people from the Northern Legion leave the city with tens of thousands of kilograms of heavy artillery?

Are the Orientals all strong men? Or is this magical Eastern magic?

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Petrovic was still surprised. The sound of cannons in the northern legion kept falling from the sky. The God of War finally showed his sharp fangs, and every time he landed, he would take away a few, or even a dozen living lives.

Although the casualties caused by shells are far less than those caused by muskets, the earth-shaking power and the scene of the remaining limbs on the ground were enough to make the soldiers of Ross frightened.

"Go forward! Go forward! Press up and fire, the artillery of the melee Orientals will be useless!" Petrovic shouted at the top of his lungs.

Muskets are inferior to opponents, artillery is inferior to the opponents, and their morale is not as good as the Northern Legion. All he can rely on is sufficient troops.

Although there was a heavy price to pay for every step forward, the Ross soldiers still approached the Northern Legion tenaciously.

Fifty steps, thirty steps, and when Petrovic saw this, he felt relieved and breathed out a breath of turbid air. So what if the muskets of the Northern Legion are excellent? So what if the cannon is powerful?

As long as you fight in close combat, all this will be a cloud. He wants to deal with the northern legion of the Easterners in one battle, and continue to move eastward to clear the way for the weather to warm up.

Although thirty steps had reached the range of the Ross musket, Petrovic still did not order the fire. He was about to approach twenty yards, press the musket on the enemy's head, and completely defeat the fighting spirit of the Northern Legion.

“Onboard!”

The neat shouts sounded, and Petrovic couldn't help but frown. Seeing soldiers holding Japanese swords on both sides of the Northern Legion quickly approaching the battlefield, his face couldn't help but feel happy.

Do the stupid Orientals think they are consumables like civilians? They don’t need guns and cannons that give up their superiority, and they fight hand-to-hand combat at close range, which is extremely stupid.

In the war between the Ross people and Western countries, their best skills were not muskets and artillery, but large-scale hand-to-hand combat. With the fierce hand-to-hand combat, they defeated one enemy after another, and today's Ross Empire was established.

If the Orientals want to launch hand-to-hand combat, let them see what a fighting nation is.

"Beep!" The horn kept ringing. The Ross, who were still moving forward just now, moved. They no longer cared about the formation and roared to meet them.

The moment the two sides fought, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the sharp Japanese sword would bring bloody rain every time they waved. The Ross people were not showing any weakness. Although they suffered losses in weapons and armor at the beginning of the fight, they stabilized their positions little by little with their number of advantages and fearlessness.

More and more Ross people rushed to the front of the formation, and the soldiers being held could only keep moving forward. Even if there were cold Japanese swords ahead, they could only run into them.

Gradually, the Ross people surrounded the Northern Legion in a semicircle. As long as they fought for a while, they would completely surrounded the Northern Legion and slowly kill the opponent.

At this moment, the northern legion suddenly remembered the dense drum sounds, and the soldiers who were fighting were stunned, and then quickly retreated to both sides.

The Ross, who finally fought close to the enemy, was reluctant to give up and followed closely behind.

The drums became increasingly dense, and at the end they almost formed a group of people. Just as the Ross thought they could follow the enemy and break into the musketeers array, the soldiers of the Northern Legion who were fighting with them suddenly lay underground.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Just as the soldiers of the Northern Legion were lying down, muskets sounded again. The Ross, who were waving their weapons to be chopped and killed, was caught off guard and fell down again.

But at this time, the density of the Ross people was too high, almost reaching the point where people were approaching. The fallen few people could not see anything at all, and they continued to move forward.

Petrovic's eyes almost fell to the ground. What tactics are this in the Northern Legion? The melee soldiers lay down and gave the musketeers a space to shoot.

Do these melee soldiers always lie on the battlefield? They won’t naively think that muskets alone can block the footsteps of the Ross!

As long as the Ross resisted the musket volley and advanced a few steps, these melee troops would undoubtedly die. Without the protection of melee soldiers, musket soldiers were vulnerable.

"Forward! Forward! Victory is right in front of you, brave soldiers! In the end, victory will belong to the Ross Empire, and to the brave you!" Petrovic roared at the top of his lungs.

The Ross people suddenly had a great morale. They saw hope for victory. Although they were beaten to death in front of the battlefield, they continued to move forward one after another.

"Swoosh!swoosh!swoosh!"

Unlike the previous sound of firing, the sound of an arrow breaking through the air attracted Petrovic's attention. Dozens of lines of fire rose up from the northern legion and flew towards the formation.

"What is that?" Petrovic felt that the number of times he was surprised today was almost catching up with his first half of his life. Every time the Northern Legion had a new weapon, he would be frightened.

Seeing the flying lines of fire, his heart trembled suddenly. It must be the killer weapon of the Oriental people when they can be used at such a critical moment.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Before Petrovic could figure it out, his eyes were covered with flames. Every line of fire fell into the crowd, and a brilliant ball of fire would explode.

As these fire balls spread, there were also the broken limbs of the Ross people. This was much more powerful than the shells just now. Every time they exploded, they would stab Petrovic in the heart.

Dozens of explosions have plowed almost all the densest places in the Ross people. The air waves generated by the explosion swept out with snow and gravel. The nearby Ross people were swept down directly, and the farther Ross people couldn't help but bent down to avoid it.

Petrovic was lifted off his horse by the wave of air, sat on the ground without getting up for a long time, and murmured to himself: "Is God an Oriental? Omnipotent Lord! How can the Oriental people master the power of God?"

No one knows whether God heard Petrovich's prayer, but the soldiers of the Northern Legion would not give them a chance.

The air waves stopped and the drums sounded again. The soldiers who had just lying on the ground stood up one after another, raised their Japanese swords and roared at the Ross people.

The Ross people, who were still confused, were not their opponents, and they were cut down without even the chance to resist.

The artillery also roared again, and the shells kept hitting the back of the Ross, making the Ross even more chaotic.
Chapter completed!