After I was exiled to the frontier, I became a butcher of the Tang Empire.
22 The Power of Cannons

Li Chengyu

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"What is this?"

Wu Yetu, who was supervising the battle, saw a row of black iron barrels being pushed out from the enemy's formation and was very puzzled.

Wu Yetu could not be blamed for being ignorant.

Earlier, although Li Yu had received the reward for the cannon design, due to the lack of manpower and resources, he had never been able to build it. Of course, no one had ever seen the power of the cannon.

Now, Wu Yetu would be the first person to see a cannon.

Not only would he be able to see the cannon, but he would also be able to understand its terrifying effects.

"reload!"

The Beiwei Army captain ordered loudly.

Then, the soldiers poured gunpowder into the cannon barrel, picked up a few grenades, and loaded them into the cannon. They also plugged in a fire rope and took out a lighter, ready to light it at any time.

"Your Highness, should we fire?"

the lieutenant asked.

"Fire!"

Li Yu waved his hand and ordered.

The lieutenant turned around and walked to the front of the cannon, shouting,""Fire!"

Then, the soldiers lit the fire rope with a lighter.

The flames followed the fire rope and burned into the cannon, igniting the gunpowder inside.

Boom! Boom!

Two hundred loud explosions rang out in succession, causing the ground to tremble. The warhorses were frightened by the sound of the cannons, and they neighed as they lost control.

If it weren't for the fact that the elites of the Ancient Baye Tribe were skilled in archery and horse control, a single blast from the cannon would have been enough to throw everyone into chaos.

Two hundred cannons fired at the same time, and two hundred cannonballs were sent into the air, landing on the cavalrymen of the Ancient Baye Tribe.

The area covered was not only the archer cavalry led by Da Tuo, but also the central position of the Ancient Tribe Cavalry of Baye.

Wu Yetu and a few other high-ranking generals were near the center.

"What the hell?"

Wu Yetu looked at the black ball falling from the sky and was still puzzled.

When the black ball landed within 20 meters of Wu Yetu, there was an explosion. The blazing flames soared high and engulfed everything within 10 meters.

Wu Yetu, who was 20 meters away, was not unscathed. After the explosion of the grenade, a shock wave sent him and his horse flying. After crossing a distance of five to six meters, he fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahem…"

Wu Yetu got up from the ground. His ears were buzzing and his vision was blurry.

A minute later, Wu Yetu could finally see things clearly and hear sounds.

"Ah! Help!"

"My leg!"

"Help! I don't want to die!"

Heart-wrenching screams echoed in the middle of the army formation.

Wu Yetu staggered to his feet and looked around. He saw soldiers with only the lower half of their bodies left, soldiers who were bleeding from their seven orifices, rolling on the ground, and warhorses that had been torn apart…

"Am I dead?"

Wu Yetu even began to wonder if he was dead. The place he was in now was hell, which was why there was such a terrifying scene.

Even the middle army was like this, let alone the cavalry archers.

The cavalry archers were the ones who were hit the hardest by the cannons. A large black crater was left on the plains, and there were broken armors, weapons, horses, and people everywhere.

"General, are you alright?"

Da Tuo rushed over and shook Wu Yetu's shoulder.

Wu Yetu was stunned by the explosion. His eyes scanned the surroundings listlessly.

Seeing this, Da Tuo gave Wu Yetu a slap in a moment of desperation, waking him up.

"No, we have to fight back, we have to fight back!”

Wu Yetu woke up and grabbed Da Tuo's collar as he roared.

"I will obey your orders, General."

Da Tuo bowed.

Wu Yetu did not waste any time. He stood up and found a warhorse. He rode on it and galloped while shouting at his troops.

"Everyone, if you want to live, charge over and destroy those black tubes!”

"If you don't want to live anymore, then stay where you are and wait for death. You will be blown up by that thing and won't be able to ascend to heaven!”

"Charge with me!"

Wu Yetu roared and charged.

As he was the son of the leader and the leader of the army, the effect of leading the charge was the same as Li Yu leading the charge. It instantly boosted morale.

"Kill them!"

The cavalrymen of the Ancient Baye Tribe whipped their horses and charged at the cannons as fast as they could.

Of course they were afraid.

However, apart from fear, they also knew that they had to destroy those black cylinders, or they would die.

Their strong will to live turned into courage. Under Wuyetu's lead, the ancient tribe cavalrymen charged towards the cannons.

They quickly crossed a distance of several hundred meters.

Furthermore, the cannons were cumbersome, and they were outside the battle formation, so it was too late to defend.

The Slaves were the only ones closest to the cannons.

"Zhan Nuyong, I order you to lead the soldiers to block the cannons!”

Li Yu ordered sternly.

"Yes, sir!"

Zhan Nuyong replied loudly. He then drew his saber and led the Slaves to the front of the cannons.

These slave warriors didn't have hard armor like the Dragon City Iron Guards, nor did they have strong bodies that were more than two meters tall. They didn't even have weapons to counter the cavalrymen.

At most, they only had leather armor covering their upper bodies and scimitars in their hands.

However, these people were fearless. They stood in front of the cannons and knew that the scimitars could not counter the cavalry, so they simply formed a dense human wall in front of the cannons.

The cavalrymen immediately rushed forward, and their warhorses rammed into the Slaves.

After the soldiers wearing only leather armor were hit, the people in the front row had their chests caved in and died immediately.

The people at the back didn't have it easy either. After the warhorses broke through the human wall in front of them, their momentum weakened rapidly. However, the people on the warhorses waved their weapons and slashed down from above, causing even more casualties to the slave warriors.

"Prove your courage and loyalty to His Highness!”

Zhan Nuyong shouted.

"I won't retreat!"

The eyes of the Slaves were bloodshot. After paying a large number of casualties to stop the charge of the Ancient Baye Cavalry, they began to counterattack with their weapons.

While the Slaves were delaying the enemy, the soldiers of the Wei Army who were controlling the cannons pulled the cannons back into the formation, and the Dragon City Iron Guards closed the formation.

Zhan Nuyong watched as the battle formation behind him was completely sealed. He wondered if Li Yu had sold out his servant army.

But the next second, he heard a voice.

It was the sound of the Imperial Cavalry charging.

The 1,000 Imperial Cavalry split into two groups and charged at the cavalry of the Tiele Tribe from two different directions.

Li Yu was leading the left side. He quickly led his troops into the enemy and went straight for Wu Yetu.

"Protect me!"

Seeing Li Yu charging over, Wu Yetu shouted for help.

The surrounding soldiers immediately surrounded them, but how could they be a match for the Imperial Cavalry?

Li Yu led the Imperial Cavalry to kill the cavalrymen of the Ancient Baye Tribe, all the way to Wuyetu.

Wu Yetu wanted to pull out his weapon to defend himself, but Li Yu used the Thunder Dragon Tooth to pierce through him and his weapon.

"The general is dead!"

Someone shouted, and the cavalrymen of the Ancient Baye Tribe realized that they had lost the battle and wanted to escape.

However, they soon discovered to their dismay that they had no time to care about anything else in the battle. Due to a moment of carelessness, they were actually surrounded by the Dragon City Iron Guards and the Bei Wei Army!

It was over.

All the cavalrymen of the Ancient Baye Tribe had ashen expressions.

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