Murong Bo, who was at the forefront, suffered the most severe injuries.
Thousands of iron nails and steel balls instantly turned Murong Bo into a cloud of blood mist.
Murong Bo's warhorse fared no better, also being reduced to a cloud of blood mist.
The bugle call to charge has sounded.
The horns of the Xianbei cavalry thundered, and the war drums beat incessantly.
These Xianbei cavalrymen charged forward, already unable to control their own destiny.
Accompanied by a series of booming cannon shots.
Murong Bo led his 20,000 men and they were brutally attacked by iron nails and steel balls.
Screams echoed from the scene.
Many people, though not blown to pieces, were riddled with bullets all over their bodies.
Blood gushed from the holes in their bodies, as if hundreds of small fountains had suddenly appeared on their skin.
Even if you tried to plug it with your finger, you wouldn't know which hole to plug.
The vanguard cavalrymen charging ahead fell to the ground in droves.
The ground was covered in blood and bits of flesh.
The grassy area at the entrance to Kyoto was stained red with blood and bits of flesh.
The Xianbei cavalry behind them still charged forward recklessly.
Many cavalrymen tripped over the corpses in front of them during the charge.
The cannons on the city wall were loaded very quickly.
Napoleon's cannons could fire 12 shells per minute.
The Frankish cannon can fire 30 shells per minute.
The cannons on the city walls alone were enough to overwhelm the charging Xianbei cavalry.
Under 20 rounds of continuous artillery bombardment.
Half of the 20,000 cavalrymen led by Murong Bo have been killed in the bombing.
Li Yuanba counted over and over again.
"It seems that Xiang Yu has already fired 20 rounds of cannon fire from the city tower. Luckily, I can count to 20, otherwise I would have been at a loss."
Before Li Yuanba could finish speaking, the guy stomped his legs on the horse's belly.
With a long cry, he charged forward swiftly, shrouded in mist and clouds.
As soon as Xiang Yu saw Li Yuanba charging forward.
He suddenly shouted, "Gear up..." and his black steed, Ta Yun Wu Zhui, galloped forward at full speed.
Zhang Dingbian and Li Cunxiao, who were charging to the left, also brandished their weapons and ran forward at breakneck speed.
Han Xin, standing on the city wall, said: "Don't fire the Napoleonic cannons and the Francois cannons. The Red Coat cannons should aim at their commander. Two more shots and they're done."
The thunderous roar of cannons rang out once again.
More than a dozen cannonballs from the red-coated cannons flew towards Murong Liang.
These shells were extremely powerful.
The cavalrymen who stood in Murong Liang's way were all brutally beaten.
It flew in silently, without a sound or cannon. Cavalrymen in that straight line were shot down.
Some of them had their upper bodies beaten to a bloody pulp.
Some shells hit the horses' bellies, turning them into a pile of minced meat.
These shells were all high-explosive shells, and even with such immense force, they still killed hundreds of people.
However, the matter was far from over.
When the shells stopped, they exploded with a loud rumble.
The ground shook amidst a series of booming explosions.
Sharp, hot shrapnel flew everywhere.
The shockwave from the explosion knocked the nearby Xianbei cavalrymen and their horses off their feet.
Shrapnel, like petals scattered by a celestial maiden, easily pierced through them.
The scene was horrific.
Where had Murong Liang ever seen this kind of fighting style before?
Their cavalry suffered heavy casualties when they were still several hundred meters from the city gate.
Meanwhile, Murong Liang and his Xianbei army were still several miles away from the city gate.
Such a long distance.
Their arrows certainly wouldn't hit it.
However, cannonballs fired from the city walls could easily pierce through them and kill them.
Just then, a guard beside Murong Liang shouted, "General, are you injured?"
"Nonsense, how could I be injured?" Murong Liang retorted angrily.
It was at this moment that Murong Liang felt excruciating pain all over his body.
He looked down at his armor, which had been drilled with more than a dozen holes.
Bright red blood gushed out from the small hole.
Murong Liang was injured by shrapnel, but he didn't feel it at all.
More than a dozen shells flew over and exploded violently in the crowd.
By this time, the morale of the Xianbei cavalry had collapsed.
They also knew that it was impossible to storm the city and massacre the inhabitants for ten days.
Not to mention robbing money, women, or territory.
The Xianbei cavalrymen were lucky to be alive at that time.
"General, cavalry has appeared in our rear."
"General, cavalry has appeared on our left flank. They are rushing towards us at great speed."
"General, cavalry has also appeared on our right flank."
Upon hearing this, Murong Liang's mind went blank.
Just then, Li Yuanba and his four companions rushed in from the left and right sides, getting closer and closer to them.
"Li Yuanba is here, prepare to die!"
Li Yuanba and Xiang Yu pounced on the Xianbei cavalry like two tigers descending a mountain.
Li Yuanba's two golden hammers flew up and down, and the Xianbei cavalrymen who came into his sight were either killed or wounded.
Some were sent flying dozens of meters away.
The Overlord Spear in Xiang Yu's hand moved like a dragon emerging from the sea.
The cannon fire from the city wall finally stopped.
Xiang Yu and his men charged into the Xianbei cavalry formation as if they were in an empty field.
These Xianbei cavalrymen initially looked down on the warriors of the Great Xia Dynasty.
In their eyes, the warriors of the Great Xia Dynasty were all cowards.
When Li Yuanba and his three companions charged into their crowd, they realized what a peerless warrior truly was.
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