Xiang Yu stopped quickly.
"Load the shells quickly."
"Yes..." A dozen soldiers quickly stepped forward.
They stuffed gunpowder barrels inside, and after stuffing in three barrels of gunpowder, they stuffed in a 200-pound bomb.
At this very moment, Xiang Yu wielded his Overlord Spear, weaving through the crowd.
Anyone who dares to approach will be instantly killed by the Overlord Spear that breaks through the formation.
Meanwhile.
The dozen or so vehicles rushed towards Xiang Yu's direction at high speed.
A thousand cavalrymen followed behind the chariot.
In the past, cavalrymen would constantly raise their guns and fire.
These cavalrymen distanced themselves from the enemy infantry.
The cavalry's fighting style was similar to that of the Xiongnu cavalry in their archery techniques.
The cavalry would always surround and attack these infantry.
They can ensure that the other side is within their firing range, while they themselves will never be within the other side's firing range.
The 2,000 cavalrymen under Xiang Yu and Li Yuanba were equipped with muskets that were far superior to the enemy's firearms.
All of these guns are breech-loading, and a skilled musketeer can fire twenty or thirty rounds per minute.
A cacophony of gunshots rang out.
A plume of smoke rose up.
Many people were shot off their horses.
The infantrymen fell to the ground in droves, like wheat cut down by the scythe of death.
For a time, both Russian soldiers and soldiers under Louis XIV were caught off guard.
They were all stunned.
Before they could even attack each other, they were completely bewildered by Xiang Yu and Li Yuanba.
Soon, Xiang Yu's Tsar Cannon was fully loaded.
After cutting down hundreds of people, Xiang Yu charged at the Tsar's cannon once again.
He lit the fuse, shouldered the Tsar Cannon, and charged into the crowd.
This time, Louis XIV's men recognized Xiang Yu.
As they watched Xiang Yu charging towards them carrying the Tsar's cannon, they were all so frightened that they retreated one after another.
"Retreat quickly..."
"This person is a madman."
"Whoever this guy sticks to is doomed."
"We can't stay here any longer."
"If you run too slowly, you'll all die."
Just then, another deafening explosion rang out from the crowd.
This time, Xiang Yu's cannonballs exploded violently among the infantry.
Directly in front of the cannon, thousands of soldiers were instantly blown into clouds of blood mist.
Many people were blown to pieces.
Their flesh and blood were flying everywhere, and their severed limbs were thrown hundreds of meters away.
Those who were farther from the explosion's epicenter were not spared either; their bodies were riddled with holes by the iron nails and steel balls.
Blood gushed from their wounds, as if countless tiny fountains of blood were growing on their bodies.
The soldiers behind and to the sides of the explosion, though not killed, were terrified by the deafening sound.
Many people's eardrums were already bleeding from the shock.
They couldn't hear it at all.
"Damn it, this person is a demon."
"Someone save me, I don't want to stay here anymore, I want to go home."
"I've never seen anyone carrying a cannon around like that before."
"He wasn't carrying a cannon; he was carrying the scythe of death."
"The enemy's artillery is really too powerful. I didn't expect that one shot from them would blow our men up like this."
The soldiers near where Xiang Yu fired that shot had not yet had time to escape.
Xiang Yu swung the Tsar Cannon in his hand and smashed it down on them.
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...
These people were like golf balls to Xiang Yu, who could send them flying hundreds of meters away with a single cannon shot.
Anyone directly hit was instantly killed.
Those who weren't directly hit were knocked down by the bodies of others.
The scene was like bowling; one person could fly out and crash into a whole bunch of people.
Those who suffered internal injuries were in even more terrible condition.
They struggled to get up from the ground.
He was spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
Many people not only had blood flowing from their mouths, but also from their noses, eyes, and ears.
Even if the attacks on them cease, these people with severe internal injuries will not survive.
When Louis XIV's men in the distance saw Xiang Yu charging towards them, they were so frightened that they ran away.
The crowd was in complete chaos.
No one dared to face Xiang Yu, this god of war.
Everyone was only thinking about fleeing in a sorry state.
In an instant, the scene became extremely crowded, with countless people and horses trampled and killed or injured.
Xiang Yu fired more than a dozen cannon shots in succession amidst the crowd.
He killed several thousand people.
He swung the Tsar's cannon and smashed it again.
He killed tens of thousands more.
The opposing group was thrown into complete chaos.
These guys took off running backwards.
The cuirassiers ignored the infantry and turned around, whipping their whips until they were almost smoking.
In short, we have to leave here as soon as possible, or we'll really be doomed.
The cavalry captain kept looking back as he ran, fearing that Xiang Yu would charge at him.
Pierre was furious when he saw the fleeing cavalry.
Duke Joseph cursed, "These cuirassiers are our elite, and they've been terrified by one man before they've even made contact with the enemy."
"These cuirassiers are a disgrace to us."
"I have never seen cavalry collapse without a fight."
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