Thud...
With a muffled thud, the shell blew away the upper half of the pine tree.
The shell's speed did not decrease.
The dozen or so cavalrymen behind Gaoshansong were utterly routed, along with their horses.
These people were covered in blood and flesh, jumping everywhere.
The cannonball hit the ground and bounced up again. This cannonball flew more than a hundred meters, killing more than a hundred cavalrymen before it stopped.
The booming sound of cannons filled the air, and shells flew into the distance in the blink of an eye.
Each cannonball could kill dozens or even hundreds of cavalrymen directly in front of them.
After firing one shell, the fifty breech-loading cannons quickly removed their subsidiary cannons and loaded another subsidiary cannon into the main cannon.
Then, with a sudden twist of the breechblock, the cannon was installed.
"Light it..." Song Yingxing lit the torch and shouted at the same time.
Dozens more shells flew out, and Gao Deng was hit by two shells at the same time before he could react.
The guy was smashed to pieces by the cannonball, and both he and his horse were crushed.
Han Xin was shocked to see that a single cannon shot from three or four miles away had killed or wounded a large number of cavalry.
In the distance, the ground was littered with the remains of warhorses and cavalrymen.
The cavalrymen who weren't killed instantly were in even more horrific condition.
They screamed and wailed in agony.
Many people were hit by shells and lost limbs. Every wounded soldier was covered in blood, as if they had been pulled out of a sea of blood.
"This cannon... is so powerful." Han Xin was convinced; he was completely convinced.
In Han Xin's view, Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, Li Cunxiao, the Thirteen Protectors, Li Guang, the Flying General, Huo Qubing, the Marquis of Champion, and Dian Wei, the Evil One of antiquity... all of these people were brave and skilled warriors.
They were all incredibly brave, but Han Xin knew that none of them could inflict such heavy casualties from such a distance.
"Fire the cannons..."
"Load it quickly..."
"After the cannon was removed, it was quickly filled with gunpowder and shells."
"We must ensure the continuity of launches."
"Don't waste time."
"We must not let the rebels get close to the city gate."
"To shoot a man, first shoot his horse; to capture a thief, first capture his king."
While firing cannons at the enemy, Song Yingxing loudly gave orders.
The apprentices under Song Yingxing followed his instructions and carried out their tasks in an orderly manner.
The soldiers on the city wall all gathered around the cannon to examine it closely.
"I never imagined that a group of unarmored civilians could unleash such power."
"I'm impressed, that's really amazing."
"One shot blew the rebels to pieces. If we were hit by two shots, the consequences would be unimaginable."
The crowd started talking all at once; they were initially quite afraid of the booming cannon fire.
Soon, everyone got used to the deafening sound of the cannons.
Seeing that the rebels had suffered heavy casualties before even reaching the city gates, they were all extremely excited.
"Look! Their general has been cut in two. His lower half is still hanging on his horse."
"Indeed, another general was shattered."
"That was a good shot! It killed at least a hundred people."
"Chen Youliang's cavalry is also not easy to defeat. They are elite cavalry, yet they are so easily defeated."
"Look, someone's trying to turn around and run away! We can't let them get away. We have to wipe them all out."
One cannon shot after another was fired from the city wall.
Soon, a barrage of cannon fire erupted. Fifty Franconian cannons fired simultaneously, the sound of which was deafening.
A burst of artillery fire followed, and fifty shells rained down like a tidal wave.
Click, click...
Wherever the shells passed, rows of rebel cavalrymen were knocked to the ground.
All the cannonballs bounced forward on the ground, crashing into swarms of cavalry as they bounced.
Blood was everywhere on the ground.
Even the cavalrymen hiding in the back were not safe.
The cavalry charged with overwhelming force into the range of the artillery, followed by another cavalry unit.
They wanted to retreat, but they couldn't retreat at all.
The cannons on the city wall fired one shot after another.
The rebel cavalrymen approaching the city gate were met with volleys of arrows raining down from the city walls.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Whoosh whoosh whoosh... whoosh whoosh whoosh...
A volley of arrows came flying, and those who were lucky enough to escape the cannon fire were all hit by the arrows.
The powerful arrows easily pierced their armor, and the rebels fell to the ground like harvested wheat.
The warhorses were terrified by the booming cannon fire. They scattered like headless flies, running wildly in all directions, impossible to restrain.
Everywhere there were the sounds of horses neighing and screams of agony; men and horses were trampled, and countless rebels were killed or wounded.
Many rebels were only thinking about making their way out, and they charged and dashed through the crowd.
The battlefield was in complete chaos.
This further disrupted Chen Youliang's attacking force.
...
In the distance, Chen Youliang heard deafening roars coming from the city tower.
The guy was immediately terrified and didn't know what to do.
Chen Yong saw that the cannons on the city wall were firing incessantly.
With a series of deafening roars, plumes of blue smoke billowed from the cannon muzzles.
What is that?
"General, there is a sound of thunder coming from the city wall. Could it be that Jiang Tian has invited the God of Thunder?"
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