The rise of the poor

Chapter 2130: The Supervisory Team Shows Its Power

The Japanese pirates were shot by the Zhejiang Army's three-wheeled muskets and cried for their parents. Many of them, who were afraid of death, turned around and ran away.

Nima!

I became a pirate to steal money and women and become a superior person, not to die. Of the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best one. I won’t accompany you any more.

For a moment, many Japanese pirates ran back in chaos.

"The leader has ordered that anyone who retreats and refuses to fight will be killed without mercy!"

At this moment, a group of Japanese pirates with blood-red cloth tied on their sleeves and holding Japanese swords blocked those pirates who were running backwards and started chopping them.

In just the blink of an eye, more than a dozen fleeing Japanese pirates were killed, which directly intimidated the group of Japanese pirates.

This time, no Japanese pirates dared to run back.

"It's troublesome for the officers and soldiers to load their firearms, but it's not like we don't have firearms. You've all seen it. Charge forward, charge forward, and that's when we start the massacre!"

"Kill them! If you don't kill them, you'll all die!"

The Japanese pirates in the supervision team waved their Japanese swords and shouted threats, causing the other pirates to bravely rush forward and kill.

In order to establish his authority, the leader of the supervision team swung his sword and killed a Japanese pirate standing next to him. He shook the sword hard, causing the blood on the sword to fly away. He pointed the sword at the Zhejiang Army formation opposite and shouted to the Japanese pirates fiercely, "See? If you hesitate again, I will set an example for you!"

Under the threat of the bloody Japanese swords of the Japanese pirates' supervisory team, those Japanese pirates who had retreated in fear had to muster up their courage and once again charge towards the Zhejiang army together with those brave Japanese pirates. They had to charge, as they might become heroic spirits or heroes if they did, but if they did not charge, the supervisory team would definitely hack them to death!

"Brothers, let's fight. There are only two Zhejiang troops left. At most, they can fire two more rounds of muskets. It's time for us to show our strength!"

"Charge! Kill! We are only about 20 meters away from them now. Charge over and that's when our Japanese swords will show their power!"

"Let's fight! They are just a bunch of farmers who just put down their hoes. I have killed many farmers and ridden many of their wives! If we rush in front of them, they will be powerless! I can't kill them with my sword!"

Under the threat of Japanese swords, the Japanese pirates mustered up their courage and once again rushed towards the Zhejiang army, waving their swords.

"A great reputation is a worthy one. Zhu Ping'an is such a famous man, he is no easy man to deal with. He is quite capable. I was surprised by the performance of the Zhejiang Army today. I did not expect their firearms to be so powerful. However, the flaw of their firearms is that they are too slow to load. The Zhejiang Army is just Cheng Yaojin, with only three axes. As long as we can survive his three axes and charge forward, we will be the ones to dominate the battlefield."

Mao Haifeng said with gritted teeth as he watched a group of Japanese pirates, under the supervision of the supervision team, bravely rushing towards the Zhejiang army again.

"Yo, I'm an expert at using iron cannons. Iron cannons are powerful, but loading gunpowder is cumbersome. They are good for attacking and defending cities, but not good for field battles. As long as we don't give them time to reload gunpowder and rush forward, they will all die!"

Otomo Sadakawa nodded vigorously, staring at the battlefield in front with bloodshot eyes. Many of his men had died, and at this moment he wished he could eat Zhu Ping'an's flesh and blood alive to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"With the supervision team here, we don't have to worry about our men not charging forward fighting to the death!" Mao Haifeng narrowed his eyes and said slowly.

Otomo Sadakawa nodded and praised, "Brother Haifeng is wise. He arranged the backup supervision team in advance, which made the men work hard and strive to be the first! The men worked hard and fought to be the first. The Zhejiang army was doomed!"

"Look at our men defeating the Zhejiang Army!" Mao Haifeng looked at the battlefield ahead.

"Look at the mighty powers our men are displaying!" Otomo Sadakawa was also staring at the battlefield ahead.

Under the threat of the supervision team, the Japanese pirates rushed towards the Zhejiang army's formation, and they were only ten meters away from the Zhejiang army's formation.

At this moment, a loud shout was heard from the Zhejiang Army camp, "Tiger squat cannon, fire!"

Then, there was a roar more deafening than the roar of muskets, the earth shook, and smoke rose.

"Boom!"

The firing of hundreds of tiger squat cannons was not as orderly as that of the muskets, but it was almost at the same time.

More than one hundred Tiger Squat Cannons opened fire, loaded with scattershot shells. Each fire of the Tiger Squat Cannon produced hundreds of scattershot shells. These shells were all iron balls made by the equipment battalion. More than one hundred Tiger Squat Cannons fired at the same time, which produced tens of thousands of shells.

Tens of thousands of bullets fell like a rain of iron beads. The dense bullets covered the sky and the sun, whistling towards the Japanese pirates.

The Japanese pirates at the front even thought that the sky had turned dark! The overwhelming bullets whizzed over, as if it was the end of the world.

There was clearly the sun in the sky, but at this moment, in their vision, the sky and the earth became dark.

"Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Dense iron beads fell into the group of Japanese pirates in front of the formation like a rainstorm. The explosive penetrating power and the terrifying killing power were more than ten times, if not a hundred times, greater than that of a musket.

If iron armor was as fragile as paper in front of a musket, then it was as brittle as burnt paper in front of a tiger squat cannon.

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The Japanese pirates who rushed to the front of the Zhejiang army screamed and fell to the ground.

If the volley of fire from the muskets was like cutting wheat, then the volley of fire from the tiger squat cannons was like clearing the field. The front line of the Japanese pirates was cleared out in large areas.

The scope of the impact was simply suffocating. The Japanese pirates were killed and wounded in large numbers, lying all over the ground. There were almost no survivors who were not injured. Many of them were shot in the arms, legs, and bodies.

"Fuck!"

"Mom, help!"

For a moment, the Japanese pirates screamed and cried for help, and the scene was like a slaughterhouse.

The bodies of the Japanese pirates were lying all over the battlefield, with broken limbs and debris everywhere. The unlucky Japanese pirates were beaten into sieves, with blood holes all over their bodies and blood flowing like a river under their bodies.

There were even more unfortunate Japanese pirates who were hit in the head by an iron ball as big as an egg. Half of their head was shattered, like a smashed watermelon, with red and white pulp all over the ground. They were beyond recognition. Even their mother would not be able to recognize them.

Of course, death might be a good thing. A round of salvos from the Tiger Crouching Cannons, tens of thousands of fragmentation shells whizzed towards them. There were almost no good people among the Japanese pirates rushing in the front. They were either dead or injured. The injured Japanese pirates let out one miserable scream after another.

The injuries caused by cold weapons cannot be compared with those caused by firearms.

"Where are my legs? Has anyone seen my legs?"

"It hurts so much, there's a bloody hole in my stomach, please save me..."

"Dad, Mom, come and save me."

"My face, half of my face is gone..."

The Japanese pirates cried for their parents, their screams resounding through the sky, so terrifying that it could stop a child from crying at night. (End of this chapter)