With thousands of warhorses trampling over people, the resulting deaths are unimaginable.
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Sheffield, holding binoculars, watched the cavalry charging towards him without any fear; instead, he wore a broad smile.
Nicola held a whiskey in one hand and tapped the table with the other, making the sound of horses' hooves.
"These barbarians are barbarians after all."
"They rushed in like a flood bursting its banks, but our soldiers were like the strongest dam; if they encountered us, they would be courting death."
"Your Excellency, I really don't know where these barbarians got the courage to attack us."
“I think we can wipe them all out in this battle,” Sheffield said, standing up.
“Sheffield, my old friend, let’s just watch these barbarians destroy themselves.” Nicholas even yawned.
In his view, these aggressive Xianbei people were utterly vulnerable; the musketeers in front of him could easily handle them.
All the musketeers had rows of torches lit in front of them.
They raised their muskets, the bayonets gleaming eerily in the torchlight.
As the Xianbei cavalry drew closer, the musketeers remained calm and methodically loaded their ammunition.
"Artillery preparation."
"Aim straight ahead."
"Load ammunition and prepare to fire at any time."
One cannon shot after another rang out.
Xianbei cavalry had already charged into the range of the artillery.
The artillerymen were extremely excited.
"This group of barbarians has entered the range of our artillery."
"All musketeers, prepare to fire."
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