"Let go!" Hearing Jin Shenghuan's roar, Xu Yingwei pulled the trigger hard, flipped up the gunpowder tank cover, and pressed the match rope clamped on the snake rod trigger into the gunpowder tank little by little.

"Bang bang bang!" A continuous sound of gunfire sounded.

The front wall of the gun platform was instantly shrouded in gunpowder smoke.

However, Xu Yingwei did not feel the vibration of the gun.

Under normal circumstances, the recoil when a gun is fired is very large.

He looked down anxiously and found that the gunpowder in the medicine pool had been blown away by the wind.

This is a fatal flaw of the matchlock gun. The gunpowder in the powder tank can easily be blown away by the wind.

It would be even worse if it rains. Before the match rope falls, the gunpowder in the medicine tank will be wetted by the rain.

This is caused by the snake lever trigger of the matchlock gun. Because the snake lever trigger is not pressed fast enough, the medicine tank cover takes a relatively long time to open, and the primer in the medicine tank is exposed for a longer time.

"Damn it!" Xu Yingwei quickly raised the gun and followed the other musketeers back three steps and reloaded the primer. After loading, he waited for him to step forward and fire again.

However, before Xu Yingwei stepped forward again,

The third team of musketeers who had just taken turns suddenly started to commotion.
Chapter completed!