The setting sun shines a golden piece, which complements the crimson palace walls and dazzling glazed tiles.

The air seemed to have suffocated, and everyone was in a state of static.

Fifty musketeers have been divided into two columns, two columns... This is considered a new trend.

The group of people here, led by Zhu Di, looked at this musket team with a shiny look. Naturally, this level of "arming" cannot fall into Zhu Di's eyes. After all, the momentum is still far from that of the three guards of Duoyan, and it is even worse than other personal troops. However, it is rare for Hao Fenglou to train this way in a short time, at least the formation is well-known.

Especially for Xu Huizu, who had trained soldiers, Hao Fenglou still had some tricks. He had been practicing soldiers in Henan and other places for several years. He could see the clues at a glance. It could be seen that although these fifty people were small, they were of great strength.

But...even so, everyone still doesn't have much confidence. It would be fine if they were against ordinary officers and soldiers. But Hao Fenglou was a newborn calf and was not afraid of tigers. He faced Duoyan's three guards, and he was also the elite of Duoyan's three guards.

The formation of the two rows adds a lot of trouble. The venue here is not big, and the two armies are only three hundred feet apart, and the distance is still acceptable. However, the cavalry rushes, it is only a matter of a moment. The three-stage attack tactic created by King Qianning is invincible in Yunnan. The biggest reason is that it can reasonably match the queue of musketeers. Hao Fenglou is unique and makes two teams. It seems that the attack power of each round shot has been greatly enhanced. But don't forget that the firing speed of musketeers is extremely slow. Once there are too many gaps in the middle, it will be bad.

After seeing this, the King of Han couldn't help but shake his head and whisper to Qiu Fu: "It's true that he is a young boy. He is scheming and scheming, but unfortunately, he lacks too much when it comes to marching and formation. Such ingeniousness and looks novel, but in fact he will definitely lose."

Qiu Fu nodded, agreeing with Zhu Gaoxu's comments very much.

On the other side, Prince Zhu Gaochi was silent, but a smile flashed inadvertently. Zhu Neng, Lu Zheng and Xu Huizu, who were not far behind his head, stood side by side, and Zhu Neng's face showed disappointment. Obviously, Hao Fenglou was boasting a little too much, which made the world's No. 1 general feel curious. But just looking at the formation of troops, you can see that Hao Fenglou is indeed a newbie, and the last bit of expectation is gone, which makes people unable to raise any interest.

Xu Huizu frowned deeply. He was a person with a clear distinction between grudges and grudges. He had a good impression of Hao Fenglou. At this time, he couldn't help but sigh: "What a pity. If this kid had been tempered for a few more years, he might still look a little bit. Now..." He shook his head again when he said this.

Lu Zheng was born as a general in the water. He was in a complicated mood for this prospective son-in-law. At this time, he was mixed and had troubles.

Zhu Quan laughed loudly. Looking at the mob of the crowd that he could see, the tiger's body was shocked, and the war horses under him were infected by him and also made a long neigh.

"Vulnerable!" Zhu Quan threw a sentence contemptuously. For him, such a musket team is indeed vulnerable, which is absolutely not an exaggeration.

Now, the time has come to take revenge. Since being held hostage by Zhu Di, Zhu Quan has been living in the shadow of this emperor's brother. He seems to be in harmony with his brothers, but in fact he is guarding and surveillance everywhere. He is both Longzi and Taizu. How frustrating is this? He is the dignified King Ning, like Zhu Di, and he is also the king in the border town, with 100,000 elite elites. But now, he is one with the emperor brother in the sky and the other underground. He has been holding back his resentment in his stomach for so long, and now he is very angry and raising his eyebrows.

Hao Fenglou, aren’t you bullying me? Don’t you dare to roar at me and hurt my son? Today, I will tear you into pieces.

Brother, have you always cared for Hao Fenglou? Today, I want him to die without burial!

Zhu Quan let out a long sigh, his eyes like a sharp light, as if a flash of lightning flashed! The long sword in his hand pointed forward slightly, and a low voice burst out from his throat: "Kill!"

The cavalry team moved forward slowly, first as they took a slow step, then slowly accelerated, getting faster and faster.

Under the setting sun, the knight on the horse was wearing iron armor and a leather hat. The iron armor and the leather hat with round nails seemed to be dyed with a sacred aperture under the setting sun.

Long swords stood in full bloom, piercing through the sky and making slight sounds.

The knight in front led his sword, and the warlock behind him looked like a flood in the dike, rolling forward without stopping!

Dada dada...

The sound of horse hooves became more and more rapid, as if they had stepped through the void, and even the gold bricks in the palace were about to be broken.

Everyone was suffocated.

What a momentum this is, what a terrible force this is, the team of horses sprinting like arrows is like a sharp arrow that can make anyone facing it feel desperate.

Silence is still silence.

The two rows of muskets stood like chickens.

Of course, people will be nervous, but the long-term practice has numbed them so much that they have no thoughts.

Three hundred feet...

Two hundred feet...

The two rows of musketeers still remained unmoved.

Hao Fenglou looked straight at the cavalry team that was sprinting with murderous intent. If he said he was not shocked, it would be deceiving himself. But at this time, the only thing Hao Fenglou could do was to eliminate distracting thoughts. He could not move a step when he stood here. Even if he was afraid, he had to face it himself.

He must be more determined than others, more fearless than these musketeers. Although he had already beaten drums and drums in his heart, he still stood still, with a calm look on his face, and then he ordered lightly: "Beat drum!"

The ridiculous little drum hung around a man's neck and then began to hit.

The nervous crowd couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Everyone's nerves were too nervous just now, and the muscles in their bodies became tense. When the tiny drum sounded, there was no momentum, but it was a bit petty, and everyone seemed to have breathed a long breath and relaxed a lot.

But with the sound of drums, all the musketeers began to move, and their movements could be described as neatly. With a bang, the musketeers in the first row had raised the musketeers, one by one, and their bodies were slightly arched. The musketeers, which looked even longer than bird guns, aimed at the front.

Until then, everyone paid attention to the muskets that were like Lin Ping's raised.

Zhu Di squinted his eyes and felt that these muskets were a little different. The Ming army's muskets were very thick, and some were generally as big as fists. The reason for this was naturally to increase rigidity and prevent the gunpowder on the inner wall from blowing up, and the entire musket would be broken directly, and he had not hurt the enemy. Even the smaller muskets were never as thin as they saw today. However, the two fingers were thick and thin, but the body of the gun was still narrow and long, and the entire barrel was almost the length of an arm.

Zhu Di felt it was a bit rare, but in fact he was not the only one who was rare. This was not a time of peace. Everyone still had the knowledge. If the musket was not thick enough, it would easily explode. The longer the length, although it greatly increased the range, it also increased the risk of explosion. There has always been a degree here. Everyone knows that the thinner it is, the lighter it is. He also knows that the length is sufficient, and the range and accuracy can be well utilized. However, in many cases, since the process and steel have not reached a certain level, such an extreme method is absolutely impossible.

"This musket seems a bit interesting." Although I couldn't see clearly, Zhu Di gave a good review in his heart.

But I'm afraid I'll have to try it out before I know it.

One hundred and fifty feet...

This distance allows you to see the other party almost clearly.

Everyone is still waiting with their breath, and many people are not in a hurry, because the range of the muskets can often be within fifty feet to achieve the greatest effect. Even if they shoot randomly, they can barely have a little lethality within a hundred feet. Therefore, according to the rules, the musket team will never attack without reaching a distance of hundreds of feet.

But they were wrong.

Hao Fenglou suddenly roared: "Cum!"

The drum sound suddenly changed and suddenly became rapid.

At the same time, bang bang bang bang... the sound like fried beans suddenly pressed over the suffocating horse hooves, and wisps of gunpowder smoke came out of the entire musket team.

When the smoke of guns was dissipated, the second team of muskets passed through the first team as fast as possible, raised the muskets high and without waiting for the order, the second team of muskets fired at the same time.

Bang bang bang bang...

This huge sound was indeed louder than that of ordinary muskets. No wonder Yang Kai killed him and fired a cannon.

But the rash fire at this time caused many people to look contempt.

The power of the musket lies in the distance, which is common sense, not to mention that they are facing a group of knights in heavy armor. Even if they are shot at such a distance, the lead ball will most likely be flew away by heavy mail like a stone. If you miss this time, when you load the gunpowder and start the next fire, the cavalry has rushed to you. At that time, these musketmen will become fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered under the butcher knife and be slaughtered by others!

But……

After two rows of guns fired, something incredible happened.

The originally neatly formed cavalry team actually had chaos. This was definitely not a chaos caused by the frightened war horses. People like Zhu Quan are familiar with military and horses. Since they choose to fight against the firearms, they will definitely choose elite soldiers and old horses. Such strong horses who have been on the battlefield have long been used to gunpowder and gunfire sounds. Even if they are occasionally at a loss, they will not be able to cause chaos.

But it was indeed chaos, because the leaders of the knights actually fell off the horse, and their glittering armor actually seeped out of Bobo's blood.

Penetration, one hundred and fifty feet penetrate the heavy armor...

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Chapter completed!