Pirate Control Thunder

At noon the next day, the warriors got ready and moved forward in formation.

Scattered figures began to appear not far in front of them.

"Enemy scout found!"

With the sound of an alarm, several warriors on horseback immediately rushed toward each other, and even laughed during the charge.

Mud-Legged is indeed Mud-Legged, and the scouts sent out don’t even have horses. Could it be that they are planning to rely on their legs to outrun the scouts with war horses?

Soon these scouts arrived in front of each other, and they could even faintly see the expressions on each other's faces.

The samurai drew his sword out of its sheath and planned to use his power to cut the opponent in two. He could even see the opponent's face without any trace of panic.

"Wait, there's no trace of panic?"

Before he could react, he heard a "bang" sound, and a flower of blood bloomed on the head of the warrior at the front. It even splashed directly on the face of his companion behind him, and then the whole person fell to the ground like a falling bird.

It fell down and splashed a lot of dust when it hit the ground.

"Firearm! It's a firearm!"

"Damn it, everyone spread out, spread out!"

The other scouts saw their companions falling to the ground, and they were all a little panicked. They were no longer talking about killing all the scouts on the opposite side. What they should consider now was how to get close to the opponent and chop off those damn heads.

Can't be killed directly by the opponent's firearm.

Some smart warriors even crouched down on their horses to avoid being hit by stray bullets.

"Is that the power of firearms? It's really terrifying."

Minister Zuo from a distance looked at the several scouts who fell before they even made contact, with a hint of greed in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter. When their bullets are empty, as long as we rush in front of them, our combat effectiveness will be stronger! Rush, for the glory of the samurai!" Looking at the rebels starting to reload in the distance, the samurai scout did not hesitate.

He raised his katana high and encouraged his companions loudly.

"Bang bang bang..."

A continuous stream of lead bullets was sprayed out instantly.

After this round of shooting was completed, the samurai scouts had already rushed in front of them.

When a warrior scout rushed in front of a rebel, he found that the other person's eyes were full of ridicule.

When he looked around blankly, he realized that he was the only one left among his companions. At this time, all the other companions had fallen off their horses and were lying quietly on the ground, and their

The horse paces beside its owner.

"Can we really win?"

As soon as this idea flashed through the mind of this samurai scout, he was directly shot in the head. There is no mercy in war.

As the scouts were wiped out, the samurai army began to move. At the same time, the rebels in the distance also lined up to welcome them.

Next comes the real war.

As the samurai scouts were wiped out, the lower-level samurai had not realized the seriousness of the problem, but some smart people had realized that something was wrong.

According to their initial judgment, when the other party saw this situation, they should have panicked and chosen a way out.

But now, instead of running away, the opponent is slowly approaching them, and the opponent exudes the kind of aura that only a powerful army can possess.

But how is this possible? Not long ago, these people were worse than animals.

The lower-level warriors are gearing up. In their opinion, they are not afraid of fighting those guys. After all, as long as they capture a few heads, their status will be improved and they will receive generous rewards.

"Fire!" When the two sides approached 150 meters, several commanders of the rebel army suddenly shouted loudly.

Following the shouts, the rebels in the front row immediately gave up their positions. Thirty artillery pieces had already been pushed to the front, and the gunpowder shells had already been loaded. After ignition, the shells were fired out almost instantly, and more than thirty shells directly tore apart.

It split the air, roared and hit the opponent's formation solidly.

Immediately, the warrior formation was smashed into more than 30 open spaces, and more than 200 unlucky ones were taken away from the more than 2,000 warriors, losing one-tenth of their combat power almost instantly.

But even in the face of such serious casualties, these warriors still did not flinch.

After all, this is a world where individual strength is valued.

Everyone firmly believes so.

No one believes in the strength of ordinary people, no one believes in the strength of the weak.

In the view of the warriors, as long as their own swordsman takes action, the other side will definitely fall apart.

Sure enough, as the second round of shelling just started, several figures suddenly appeared in the samurai camp and jumped up. As the light of the sword flashed, all the shells were cut in half in the air, leaving behind the smoke of the explosion.

After cutting off the cannonballs, the swordsmen rushed straight towards the rebels. They wanted to kill the opponent before they caused more casualties.

All the rebels were standing ready, and it seemed that the swordsman who cut off the cannonball just now was not directed at them.

As the distance increased, the silence of the guys on the opposite side made people even more uneasy. The swordsmen who were also charging were also inexplicably panicked. However, these swordsmen still gritted their teeth and rushed forward with their swords raised.

The warriors behind him also shouted and followed closely.

But as soon as he rushed to the opponent fifty meters away, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Three hundred standing rebels were arranged neatly by height, holding muskets in their hands. The first row squatted on the ground, while the second row stood and pointed their muskets at them.

Hundreds of black gun muzzles were pointed at them. Almost in the next second, countless blood sprays appeared on the bodies of the warriors. The warriors who had just rushed up fell to the ground instantly.

Even the swordsman can barely protect himself.

A steady stream of warriors were rushing up behind them, but those guys put away their guns without hesitation and walked behind them without looking back.

A warrior who was not dead raised his head with difficulty and watched another group of people walking forward with guns in hand. Standing at their previous position, they half-crouched and raised their guns again, aiming without hesitation at the people who were rushing towards them.

The second wave of warriors completed the second salvo in less than a second...

At this time, those powerful swordsmen were entangled by the strong ones on the other side and had no chance to make a move.

"No! No!"

After the first wave of volleys, Shuoyue Kangjia was stunned. After his own swordsman was easily blocked by the opponent, he also reacted and rushed towards the front with all his strength. At this time, the war had become

A one-sided massacre.

As long as the top experts are not involved, a battle between hot weapons and cold weapons with about the same number of people is nothing more than a massacre.