Chronicles of Primitive Civilization
Chapter 719

Decisive Battle on the Grassland

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After the first volley, although Blood Butcher and the others could not clearly see the damage they had inflicted, they could be certain that dozens of shells had all landed in the enemy formation. As long as they hit, they would cause damage. The more they killed now, the better their chances would be once the melee began.

With that mindset, Blood Butcher immediately ordered them to continue firing while having the soldiers mount their horses. After firing two more volleys, they would launch their attack.

The cannons at each position were shoved backward by a section under the violent recoil. To restore their positions faster, the gunners barely took aim. As long as the cannons were generally pointed at the enemy formation, that was enough. After all, so many people on the other side were packed together. Such an opportunity was hard to come by. Once they scattered, it would be difficult to inflict such heavy damage again.

The two instructors assigned to each cannon divided the work strictly. One was responsible for correcting the aim and giving the order to fire, while the other cleared the barrel and loaded the ammunition. Each worked tensely with several soldiers.

The second volley was soon ready. Upon receiving the central army's order, they immediately pulled the Flintlock Mechanisms. With a sharp snap, the flint struck the fire striker and ignited the powder pan below. A hiss followed as a burst of flame and smoke spurted from the touchhole, immediately followed by a thunderous boom. Smoke and fire propelled the cannonball out, while the entire gun carriage again jolted backward under the recoil.

This time, they did not bother checking whether they had hit anything ahead. They immediately began restoring their positions, taking aim, clearing the barrels, and reloading for the third

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