However, there was still silence in the Ming army formation.

A dozen generals and lieutenants breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this.

Fortunately, it seems that the Ming army did not carry artillery.

…

Xu Wuniu stood in the front row holding a flintlock gun in front of his chest with both hands.

Looking at the thousands of rebels marching in front of him, Xu Wuniu felt absolutely unfazed. The first reason was because he had already experienced fighting bandits, and the second reason was that he was protected by the car wall.

The walls of the sidecar are three inches thick, enough to withstand the shots of cannons.

Unless the rebels have Hongyi cannons or Folang machine guns, they cannot threaten them.

After a while, the rebel army approached within eighty steps. The swordsmen in the front row squatted down one after another, and the musketeers in the second row raised their blunderbuss and aimed at the Ming army's vehicle formation from a distance.

"Squat down!" Xu Yingwei pressed down hard with the knife in his hand.

Xu Wuniu then decisively held the flintlock gun and squatted behind the car wall.

The next moment, there was a banging sound from the outside of the car wall.

Xu Yingwei, who was still standing, also heard a clanging sound.

However, Xu Yingwei's burly body only swayed slightly.

Seeing that the cannons were useless, the rebels stopped shooting and continued to advance.
Chapter completed!