"Bang bang bang!"
Under a sky that was sometimes bright and sometimes dark, the booming sound of cannons rang out incessantly as Jin Tan led the cavalry on the left flank in a desperate charge.
Although the charging formation had been dispersed as much as possible, soldiers were still occasionally hit by artillery shells.
Although their armor was sturdy enough, and might have been able to withstand some arrows, the lead bullets fired at them were extremely powerful at penetrating armor; a lead bullet the size of a pebble could dent even the hardest breastplate.
The terrifying impact force would rupture internal organs, so anyone hit would fall off their horse immediately, with almost no chance of survival.
This is the toughest breastplate. If a lead bullet hits another part of the body that is not covered by hard armor, it will be pierced through immediately.
Therefore, during the charge, blood and bits of flesh exploded continuously in the crowd. Jin Tan's heart was in his throat, because no one could predict whether the next shell would be fired at them.
At this moment, the thick smell of blood and gunpowder mixed together to form an indescribable odor. It was so strong that it seemed tangible, like maggots that had rolled in rotten rust and kept crawling into people's nasal cavities, making people tremble with fear involuntarily.
"Giddy up! Giddy up!"
Jin Tan spurred his warhorse on, urging it to charge into the enemy ranks as quickly as possible. They were charging from the left, and from this position, Jin Tan saw that the Shenji Battalion had already suffered heavy casualties.
Initially, the Shenji Battalion's mission was to use long-range firearms to contain the enemy, thus creating opportunities for close combat for the two flanks. However, they have now been defeated at an astonishing speed and are now only being used as targets to draw enemy fire.
The less than twenty cannons had already been fired several rounds of shells, but this level of attack was like a mayfly trying to shake a tree; their shells sank to the bottom of the sea, not even making a ripple.
Shortly thereafter, the remaining cannons were either destroyed by stray bullets or misfired due to damage to their internal structure caused by the previous rapid movement. As of now, they can no longer fire a volley of shells, and only one in ten of the soldiers who were responsible for firing the cannons survived; none of them even had a complete corpse.
Under these circumstances, the musketeers had no choice but to huddle inside the chariots and advance slowly and laboriously, with only their matchlock muskets remaining.
On the opposite side, at the front line of the Yan army, hundreds of cannons of various colors were placed on the ground and were still firing continuously.
At this moment, the main guns were no longer the Tiger Crouching Cannon, but the Frankish Cannon and the Large Repeating Cannon. In addition to their fast rate of fire, they could also fire smaller shot, and a single shot could fire several shots.
"Hurry! Hurry!"
Urgent shouts rang out continuously. The soldiers were burning up and drenched in sweat as they kept loading ammunition into the artillery.
Due to the continuous firing, the entire gun carriage was now trembling. The normally jet-black barrel was now reddish, and the air seemed to become scalding hot as the heat rose.
Although the artillerymen's ears were plugged with cotton, the deafening sound still rendered them deaf. However, not being able to hear did not affect their actions. The enemy was advancing little by little, and all they needed to do was aim their cannons at the most densely packed groups of enemies.
The fuse was lit, and with a hiss, the gunpowder filling the chamber burned violently. In an instant, unimaginable high pressure was released, and several lead bullets the size of pebbles shot out of the barrel with a "boom"!
"Bang bang bang!!"
Like a drum that beats faster and faster, a deafening explosion erupted in front of them, a mass of flesh and blood bursting open, and amidst the blood mist, a mournful wail resounded.
Sand and stones flew everywhere. The broken warhorse lay on the ground, trembling and twitching. Blood trickled from its head, mingling with the blood flowing from the soldiers, staining the ground.
The cavalry charging from the left flank had closed the distance. Jin Tan, who had not been hit by any stray bullets, was covered in sweat. His trembling hands gripped his spear tightly, the warmth of the shaft dispelling the fear in his heart. And the enemy soldiers were already very close!
He had no time to worry about the cavalry on the right wing who hadn't caught up yet. At this moment, he only wanted to lead the left-wing cavalry, who had broken through the artillery fire, into the enemy's camp in one fell swoop, rendering their artillery useless and turning this passive, defensive battle into a close-quarters fight!
Looking at the enemy tank battalion not far away, Jin Tan raised his head and roared out all the anger that had been pent up in his chest:
"Charge!"
"Break their lines! Kill!!"
The left-wing cavalry had already endured too much artillery fire, and men were dying one after another during the advance. The cannonballs flying through the air were like sharp blades hanging over the soldiers' heads, and no one knew if they would be hit. Now that defeating the enemy was in sight, everyone's veins were bulging and they were shouting battle with ferocious expressions.
"kill!!!"
But no one expected that behind the enemy's chariot battalion, the crossbowmen had already set up their formation, just waiting for them to get close!
"put!"
With a roar, the crossbowmen looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and then fired a series of rockets!
"Rustling!"
The battle had been going on for some time, and the sun was gradually setting in the west, so the light was not too bright at this moment. But at this moment, under the illumination of thousands of rockets, the sky seemed to flash for a moment!
The densely packed rockets looked like a rain of fire suddenly falling from the sky.
Then, they poured down!
"Whoosh!"
The cavalrymen, who were already charging forward for their lives, were drenched in this rain of fire. The scorching heat stung their noses and throats, while the pain felt on their heads, bodies, and limbs was even more direct and obvious.
"Ahhh!"
The piercing scream that burst from his chest and then gathered in his throat instantly resounded across the battlefield!
The flames scorched everything in their path: the cavalrymen's clothing, hair, and exposed flesh beneath their armor, the manes of their warhorses, and their robust bodies.
The ubiquitous flames clung tightly to the wounded cavalrymen like maggots, and continued to spread.
In that instant, this small corner of the battlefield was engulfed in a sea of fire, and those burning within could only struggle helplessly.
Moreover, it seemed that even the air at this moment had turned into boiling water, bubbling and constantly releasing scalding hot bubbles.
Now, in addition to the white smoke of gunpowder, the battlefield is also filled with countless plumes of black smoke rising straight into the sky.
They are generated from tens of thousands of living and dead people.
Amidst the flames, Jin Tan gritted his teeth, enduring the intense burning pain, and forcefully broke off a rocket that had pierced his left arm. He chose to continue charging forward.
Meanwhile, Kim Jong-hee had already run back to Kim Jong-hee's side.
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