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Tang Mo's battle line was wider than normal, which could fully exploit the advantages of having rifles with faster rates of fire and more powerful gunfire.
However, to an opponent unaware of the existence of breech-loading rifles, his battle line seemed far too loose, almost like child's play.
But he knew, and his soldiers knew, just how strong their striking power was when spread out like this.
"Fire! Fire!" As Tang Mo led his troops forward towards the Suthers forces, Tucci's confidant finally gave the order.
Accompanying his command, white smoke belched from the artillery position at his side, and a row of shells charged toward Tang Mo's line of soldiers.
"Boom!" The enormous roar of the cannons, along with the whistling shells, pierced through Tang Mo's formation, directly bisecting a soldier at the forefront.
He didn't even have time to scream before his upper body was flung out, splattering blood on the face of the soldier behind him, startling him.
