The cold north was scrambling, and large swaths of snow fell on the ground. The soldiers in the square held brown besiegers, and the black muzzles pointed at the slowly approaching refugees.

Gradually, the soldiers could see the faces of the refugees clearly.

These people are men, women, old and young. They are unarmed and have a look of desolation and numbness on their faces. Rather than saying that they are charging forward, they are just relying on instinct to move forward step by step.

Looking at the refugees who had lost confidence in life and desire to survive, many soldiers showed complicated expressions in their eyes. Although they had received at least one year of strict training and knew that any kindness on the battlefield would be unsatisfactory, these people in front of them were all people of the Ming Dynasty. To be honest, they really didn't want to open fire on this group of unarmed refugees.

"Everyone has...prepared!"

"Crazy!"

The soldiers who had already regarded the order as energy had long pulled the hammer to the firing position without thinking. Next, as long as they gently pulled the trigger, the lead bullet in the musket would fly to the target at a speed of 340 meters per second.

At this time, the dark refugees were less than three hundred meters away from the square array, and the atmosphere became extremely tense for a moment.

"Bang..."

A crisp sound rang out, and a whip whipped heavily on the back of a staggering woman, thrusting a thrust into the woman's originally not thick winter clothes, revealing a bright red whip mark.

Behind the woman, a bandit with a red scarf tied on her head and holding a whip showed a grin on her face, and scolded her: "He's so tedious when walking, and he ran faster than anyone else when he was eating.

I think you are all innocent and will not move without a single fight. You untouched persons will be told to me. If anyone dares to delay, don’t blame me for being rude!”

The woman in pain made a cry and fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a while. Seeing that the woman couldn't get up for a long time, the bandit was angry. As soon as I finished speaking, you, the woman, pretended to be dead. Isn't this eye dropping me again?

He took a step forward with anger in his heart, and the whip in his hand slammed down with no brains. A scream and wailing sounded immediately.

He Jin, wearing leather armor, rode a ghost-headed sword in his hand and slowly followed the refugees behind him. He listened to the constant wailing sounds in the crowd and looked at the refugees who were constantly approaching the Ming army formation. His eyes showed cruel, excited and bloodthirsty expressions, and a series of strange sounds were made in his mouth.

"Haha... Isn't your Jiangning Army known as the most powerful army in the Ming Dynasty? I want to see if you can make up your mind to kill all the 50,000 elderly, weak, women and children."

In the Ming army's phalanx, Yan Di looked at the dense refugees who were approaching, and a solemn expression appeared on his face. He turned to the messenger beside him and said, "Order, all the catapults are ready to cover the bandits behind the refugees."

"clear!"

The messenger next to him immediately conveyed Yan Di's orders on the walkie-talkie.

In the center of each square array, small trenchers have been placed, and five sergeants stand behind each trencher.

This small trencher is also a special weapon of the Jiangning Army. The total amount of the trencher is only more than 300 kilograms, and it can be divided into seven parts, so it can be easily carried by manpower.

It can throw items weighing five kilograms to more than 500 meters. Although this distance cannot be compared with artillery, and its accuracy is not very good. However, because it is convenient to transport and simple structure, the most important thing is that it can move quickly with infantry and even cavalry, so it is also very popular with generals. Now the artillery battalion is still dozens of miles away, so they have become the only long-range weapon in Yan Di's hand.

An operator picked up a five-pound ball and put it into the bucket-shaped container on the throwing rod that had been placed flat after the stone casting tool. The sergeant behind him shouted loudly, "Prepare!"

With the voice of the sergeant, another gunner immediately put the torch in his hand on the fuse that was poking his head out of the ball. Soon the fuse made a chirping sound and a flame emitted.

"put!"

With the commander of the sergeant, the gunner, who had already been on standby, swung the lever forward, and the black ball in the dou spoon flew forward in an elliptical arc with a sound of wind.

"Hurry up... all the time, hurry up, whoever is slow to do it? That stinky girl was your role model just now!"

In the bandits' team, the bandit just now waving a bloody whip and shouting loudly, with a bloodthirsty hideous face on his face, and he didn't notice the impending danger.

At this moment, he seemed to notice something, and suddenly he looked towards the sky with a tight heart, and saw black dots appearing in the air and flying towards him.

"Huh...what is this?"

Before the bandit could react, they saw a black ball hit the head of a refugee not far away in front. Only a muffled sound of "waves" was heard, and the refugee's head was instantly smashed, with white brains and red blood flying around.

Then the unfinished ball bounced on the ground for a few times before rolling to his feet.

"What's this!"

Looking at the ball that had stopped under his feet, the bandit lowered his head and found that although the ball had stopped, it actually emitted waves of white smoke and bursts of chirping sounds. What the hell is this?

Before the bandit could figure it out, the ball exploded, and the violent smoke and flames swallowed him, as well as the people and things within a range of more than ten meters around him.

The falling balls are actually an enlarged version of the enemy, but they are only heavier than the individual version of the enemy thrown by the soldiers.

As the weight increases, the power naturally increases.

The single-soldier version weighs only two kilograms. Now this 10,000-soldier enemy thrown by a stone tool weighs five kilograms, and its power is naturally not comparable to that of the past. The power after the explosion is comparable to that of later defensive grenades. After the explosion, it can effectively kill people within a range of more than ten meters around.

"Boom...boom..."

One by one, one by one, one by one, ten thousand enemies exploded among the bandits, and they instantly claimed their lives.

"Hissy..."

The explosions also shocked the green horse under He Jin's crotch. The front hooves of the war horse were raised high in fear. He Jin, who was caught off guard, threw He Jin to the ground and ran towards the back, knocking over countless famous bandits along the way.

"Bastard, what the hell is this?"
Chapter completed!