"Kaihime has noted it down!" Kaihime responded obediently with a meow, just like a cat.

"Your Highness, what are those strange weapons they're holding? Why are they serpentine?"

"Oh! The Malay sword, also known as the Malay kris, is one of the world's top ten weapons."

Kaihime's already large eyes widened instantly, and she asked in a trembling voice, "The Ten Great Weapons... who is ranked number one?"

"A triangular bayonet, is that even a question?"

Qin Mo's eyes never left the telescope. She casually remarked without thinking, but she didn't notice Kaihime's gaze. She had been envious of Qing Ning's heavy sword for a long time, and now that she saw something about the "Ten Great Soldiers' Shortage," she naturally had many thoughts.

Manja Boyi's "military formation" finally took shape and slowly began to move, heading towards the Great Xia army's defensive perimeter.

The Great Xia army's defensive perimeter consisted of simple fences and barricades. Because the Type 1 rifle was a muzzle-loading gun, its rate of fire and loading method were not suitable for trenches, so Qin Mo could not bring out the defensive weapon "trenches" in advance.

Wu Mingyi observed the barbarian formation from the suspended platform erected within the defensive perimeter, completely bewildered. Hadn't they been hit by cannon fire at sea? Why was their formation still so dense?

"Karuda, have you actually seen those things that make thunderous sounds? Do they really have intervals of about half a cup of tea?"

“I haven’t seen it with my own eyes, but I’ve heard it. They ring out a dozen times in a row, then rest for at least half a cup of tea’s time, and then they ring out again.”

"Alright, as long as we get the warriors moving, we'll be up there in two rounds at most." Fat Hamilula was completely relieved. His warriors were all handpicked, ruthless individuals who would fight even harder once they saw blood.

"Five hundred meters...four hundred meters, hold steady, three hundred meters, salvo." The infantry battalion is equipped with three-pounder cannons, while the six-pounder cannons belong to a separate artillery brigade. Due to the excessive baggage, they will arrive in Lion City on the next transport mission.

"Boom boom boom"

The three-pound cannon was far less impressive than the twelve-pound cannon, and the shells only left a dozen or so shallow marks, killing a few dozen barbarians. This delighted Sinruda and Hamirula, who were overseeing the battle from behind.

However, the three-pounder cannon was loaded much faster than the twelve-pounder cannon. The barbarian had run less than a hundred meters before the cannon started firing again.

"Hehe! Xinluda, it seems their skills are all on the ship, they're no good on land. They fired twice but only killed a little over a hundred people. We have ten thousand warriors... Hahahaha."

The barbarians in the front row also spotted the fire-breathing monster, but they were pushed forward by the frenzied crowd behind them and had no way to retreat. They could only desperately move forward amidst the shouts of the barbarians.

"Our Thor! Thor is protecting us!" The barbarians, unable to see clearly what was ahead, shouted excitedly. Their cries were like a farewell lament, causing the barbarians in the front row to weep and run towards their deaths.

From the lighthouse, Qin Mo watched the barbarian troop approaching the fence and softly uttered a few words: "Block their fire."

As if by telepathy, the young gunners on the three escort ships that had anchored at sea shouted: "Aim at the enemy's center and block their fire!"

The twelve-pound cannonballs landed crisscrossing in the center of the barbarian army, tearing holes in the carpet and revealing countless corpses and severed limbs.

"How is this possible? How could they throw it so far... Wasn't it less than two hundred feet?"

Sinruda and Hamirula were dumbfounded. When they were at sea, the frigates would only fire within 500 meters, but now they were more than 200 feet from the sea. How could they have been hit?

"Kai, do you see? This is the reason in the story I told you. The Zulus died under the guns of the lobster soldiers because they were uncultured."

"Ignorance is truly terrifying!"