I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

With a deafening roar, a solid iron ball, as large as a cannonball, shot out of the gun barrel! It slammed into the enemy ranks, carving a bloody path through them!

Qingdeng raised an eyebrow and muttered half-jokingly:

"This is even better than a knife."

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Chapter 1078 Qingdeng "Eat my big bouncy ball!" [4800]

The four large cannons lent by the Sendai Domain could only fire solid shot, not grapeshot or exploding shells.

While weapons may be old, the key is to adapt them to the specific circumstances—in the current situation, the most suitable weapon to use is solid shot!

The enemy soldiers were gathered in the narrow stairwell; a single shot after aiming could easily take down a whole row of them.

A solid iron ball, bigger than a human head, hurtles at high speed... Just looking at it makes your scalp tingle! Mortal flesh and blood simply cannot withstand it! Getting hit by it will cause injury, touching it will cause death!

This iron ball... no, "cannonball" would be a more accurate description. It crashed into the enemy lines, spraying out a staggering cloud of blood!

Those hit directly by this shell either had their bodies broken or were torn to pieces... carving out a horrifying bloody path!

Using the word "plow" to describe the destructive power of this solid weapon is no exaggeration; its destructive force is just like a sickle cutting grass!

With just one shot, the enemy formation was shattered.

In the blink of an eye, the shell slowly landed as its potential energy dissipated, bounced once on the ground, and then jumped high into the air, just in time to hit the thigh of some unlucky guy behind him—whose thigh was bent at an unbelievable angle.

"What kind of weapon is this?!"

"Aaaaaah! My...my legs!"

"Quick! Stand up! That guy is coming at us!"

"Those with guns, fire! Those with arrows, shoot!"

The sudden appearance of strange weapons and the severely damaged array threw the opposing side into brief chaos.

Qing Deng pressed his advantage, quickly throwing away the empty cannon in his hand and reaching to his right—when Date Koichi, standing to his right, saw this, he swiftly handed over the cannon in his hand.

Qingdeng quickly set up the brand-new large-caliber gun and pulled the trigger again.

boom! !

New shells, new bloody paths.

These four large barrels are quite heavy, and under normal circumstances, at least two people are needed to use them properly.

Because it is such a rare behemoth, the shells it can carry are also enormous! The resulting destructive power and recoil are terrifying!

Every time Aoto pulled the trigger, Date Koichi and the others standing behind him could feel the strong wind coming towards them—a wind generated by the powerful recoil.

If a person with a weak constitution were to operate this large drum, they would most likely suffer arm injuries from the recoil, or even dislocation or fracture.

But Qing Deng, with his strong physique, managed to handle the cylinder with ease and even endured the recoil that was enough to send a person flying without changing his expression, leaving Date Koichi and the others dumbfounded.

And so, Qingdeng slowly approached the enemy lines while repeatedly pulling the trigger.

After firing a shell, he quickly threw away the empty cannon in his hand, reached behind him, and took a new cannon from Date Koichi and the others behind him.

One shot, one shot, and another! After four deafening explosions, all four cannons missed their targets.

After throwing the last large cannon at his feet, Qing Deng looked on with emotion—it was a rare moment when he thought, "This is even better than a sword."

With just four shells, he inflicted damage that he might not have achieved even with ten sword strikes.

There was a time when he longed for a pistol but could not obtain one.

Now, he can buy countless firearms simply by asking.

If he wanted to, he could easily have pistols tucked into his waistband, pull out a gun at anyone he met, riddle his opponents with holes, and then casually say something like, "Times have changed," "Take my big gun," or "Is a sword such an inconvenient thing? Everything can be a sword."

But he didn't do that.

Firstly, he was used to swords and knives and had developed a path dependency on them. Whenever he encountered any trouble, he would subconsciously draw his sword to solve it.

Secondly, the firearms available now are too outdated, with insufficient rate of fire and inadequate accuracy. In most cases, shooting with a gun is less efficient than wielding a sword.

However, the complete dominance of firearms over cold weapons is an inevitable trend of the times. Before long, these shortcomings of firearms will be corrected one by one.

At this moment, Qingdeng couldn't help but think: When the day comes that firearms are fully upgraded, I might as well transform into a "gun hero" who carries a heavy machine gun in each hand and shoots anyone he sees!

These random thoughts are fleeting.

Qingdeng quickly dismissed this distracting thought and refocused his attention on the unfinished battle before him.

In just a few seconds, all four shells were embedded in the enemy lines.

Looking up, the once formidable enemy formation had become a terrifying slaughterhouse!

What would it be like to be hit by four solid bullets the size of basketballs?

Human language can hardly describe it accurately.

Layers of bloodstains stained the stone floor of the stairwell a dark brown.

Although many were fortunate enough to escape the shelling and were still able to fight, the heavy losses made their arrows and gunfire much thinner and less threatening than before.

bass!

Qingdeng drew his Vairocana sword from his waist, the clang of the sword striking the ground mingling with a loud shout:

"Shinsengumi! Samurai of the Ou-Yu Alliance! Follow me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Date Koichi and the others who were right behind him were the first to respond.

In fact, they came with a mission.

On the eve of their departure, Date Yoshikuni specifically instructed them: Fight to the death! Serve the Prince of Ni wholeheartedly! Restore the image of the Sendai Domain in his heart!

Although Date Yoshikuni had many ulterior motives, wanting the Sendai Domain to remain independent and playing both sides, he could only tuck his tail between his legs and pledge his loyalty under Aoto's power.

Since serving Emperor Nioh is an unchangeable reality, the only option is to cling to Seito's coattails and strive for more benefits for the Sendai Domain!

Ida Keibang has placed his bets on Ching Teng—he's betting that Ching Teng will be the biggest winner in this chaotic world!

Although being Qingdeng's ally is tiring, as he will not hesitate to order you around whenever he needs your help, he is truly generous to those who have made contributions. Even commoners of humble status can be promoted to samurai for their merits.

As long as we wholeheartedly serve Aoto, the power of the Sendai Domain might rise to another level after he rebuilds the country!

Faced with the lord's order, the "Seven Spears of Sendai" dared not disobey.

Moreover, in the recent "Oyu Trial", Qing Deng had already conquered the "Seven Spears of Xianzhou" with absolute force.

Their prized martial arts skills were easily defeated by their opponent... The worldviews of the "Seven Spears of Immortal Continent" were shaken to varying degrees.

Now that things have come to this, the "Seven Spears of Xianzhou" are like mice facing a cat when they encounter Qingdeng. They don't even dare to breathe loudly and have no thought of resisting.

"Samurai of the Sendai Domain! Rout the enemy!"

Koichi Date shouted, becoming the first to catch up with Aoto.

Immediately afterwards, Shinpachi Nagakura, Heisuke Todo, Jiro Oishi... the dazzling blades once again filled this world!

Led by Qingdeng, the soldiers charged down the ladders like a flood, crashing heavily into the enemy ranks, and a brutal hand-to-hand battle immediately ensued.

At point-blank range, the effectiveness of muskets and bows is greatly reduced, and the enemy's advantage is significantly suppressed.

Qing Deng leaped into the enemy ranks, his first slash sweeping across, sending three enemy soldiers flying; his second slash swung upwards to the left, felling two more enemy soldiers to the ground; his third slash was a sheathing motion, his skill of "turning the sheathed slash into a strike" was exceptionally proficient, and with each flick of the blade, three more corpses appeared at his feet.

The next moment, he swung his fourth knife.

The attack was not forward, but backward—the enemy soldier who tried to ambush Qingdeng had no time to make a move before Qingdeng struck him first.

The other person's entire chest was cut open, flesh and blood were torn apart, and white bones were exposed, as if you could see the heart beating "thump, thump".

However… the other party did not fall! He spat out blood and glared fiercely at Qingdeng.

Qing Deng's eyes flickered slightly—he was already very experienced in such situations.

Before the opponent could retaliate, he preemptively launched a pursuit, spinning his body and blade to decapitate the opponent.

As Qingdeng shook off the remaining blood from the blade, he shouted a warning:

"Watch out! Some of them are drug addicts! Cut off their heads and hearts!"

Upon hearing this, Nagakura Shinpachi and the others tensed up.

Having learned from the lesson of the "night raid on Hakodate Bay", Qing Deng specifically announced to the entire army on the eve of the battle: the enemy does not have any so-called "immortal body" at all! They are not unkillable monsters at all!

To this end, Qingdeng deliberately told a lie, saying that the enemy's invincible guys had all taken special secret medicine and were just normal human beings.

Qingdeng gave them a nickname: "Medicine Pots".

This is a psychological trick, a name with a strong sense of mockery, which can reduce the soldiers' fear of these monsters.

The appearance of the "medicine pot" was entirely expected, and the soldiers calmly met the challenge.

Not only Qing Deng, but also thanks to the precedent of the "night raid on Hakodate Bay", Nagakura Shinpachi and others have accumulated experience in dealing with "medicine pots" and are no longer as flustered as before.

"Be careful! Don't cut their limbs or abdomen! It won't work!"

"Damn it! This is so painful! My best move is stabbing people in the stomach!"

"Damn it! I even ripped out his intestines, and he's still not dead?!"

The incredible vitality of the "medicine pot" certainly brought considerable trouble to the Mu army.

Cut off their heads and hearts—it sounds simple, but not everyone is a sword master, and these parts aren't easy to cut.

Humans and Ainu; warriors and hunters; those who bravely rush forward and those who fight to the death; the increasingly fierce army and the monsters that refuse to fall... In this chaotic battle, there is no distinction between front and back.

Whether they are Horen or Ainu, they can find both enemies and allies in front, behind, left, and right with just a glance.

The two sides were mixed together, intertwined, like a chaotic stew, with every place a front line! There was no safe zone at all!

At this time and in this place, schemes and strategies are no longer of any use.

At this moment, the only thing both sides can rely on is their individual strength and willpower to see who can hold out longer; the only thing they can do is attack all the enemies within sight and try to survive.