Cannon fire roared, and the white smoke spewing from the muzzle instantly obscured Anning's vision.
He couldn't see the effects of the shelling at all.
In this era, firearms all had this problem; as soon as they fired, everything in front turned into a white haze that you couldn't see through until the wind dispersed the smoke.
But the cheers of the people around him assuredly were not fake.
The crowd cheered and surged forward, clearly something had been blasted open by Anning's cannon shot.
Anning grabbed De Mulan, who also wanted to rush forward: "Wait a minute! Are you crazy? The design of the bastion is meant for the garrison to slaughter the enemy soldiers who breach the first gate."
De Mulan looked at Anning puzzled: "What should we do then? Are we totally out of options?"
Before Anning could answer, gunfire and screams erupted from the direction of the city gates.
Anning: "Look!"
