But what happened next was far beyond Earl Santa Cruz's imagination. Before his order could be conveyed, the good guys around him were hit by bullets fired from high places, and they all cried out miserably.

cried out.

"As you command, Count...ah!"

"Ah! God!"

"Count, I've been hit!"

"God, Mike is dead!"

"my God......"

It was not just the people around Count Santa Cruz who were wailing and screaming, but the whole valley was filled with screams. The bullets fired from above were not only dense, but also accurate! In a short time, the whole valley was filled with bullets.

The Spaniards suffered heavy casualties, with corpses and screaming wounded everywhere. The remaining people were also in a panic, raising their muskets and firing randomly, and groups of people were attacking the people at the other end of the valley.

They rushed towards the exit, desperately trying to escape from those bullets that were shot with surprising accuracy. But those bullets seemed to have eyes, knocking them down one by one.

The Count of Santa Cruz was also protected by a few strong boys who could still move and fled out of the valley on foot. The defeated general was completely confused at this time and had also lost control of his subordinates. He could not think of anything.
Chapter completed!