Rumble!

The huge smoke of gunpowder almost obscured the fort, and the cannonballs weighing ten catties were far from being comparable to the sound of the cannons, and they flew out with a terrible scream, making the formation of the banner army that could stand out of the tread riot.

There were thousands of enemies in the entire council square, and they made a gesture in unison in all directions to hold their heads in their hands.

"! This eighth master is really nonsense...... Chen Mu almost instinctively fell down, raised his head and glared at the turret, but he glanced at the enemy formation in the meeting square, and the word nonsense was taken into his stomach, and he blurted out in praise: "It's really good!" ”

The battle line composed of miscellaneous sailors was scattered in the blink of an eye by a huge cannonball falling into the formation, and all the morale and momentum were ghostly, and the landing point was like the ground cut by an iron plow, except for a few unlucky ghosts who hit the bull's eye, the entire army formation seemed to be drawn a clear line by the cannonballs, and even if there were no shells to continue to strike, they still involuntarily flashed open the way and squeezed towards the two wings.

"Forward!"

Chen Mu, who raised his knife and strode forward, straightened his iron helmet and ordered loudly.

"Rack cards!"

"Little Banner Arrow!"

The hundreds of households and the banner army were also excited by the realization that the shelling was coming from their own robes, and they ordered to move forward, and ran forward ten steps in the blink of an eye.

The artillery bombardment also had a great impact on one's own formation, the front was no longer upright and orderly, some flags were a few steps ahead, some were a few steps behind, but they could still maintain their formation, and the enemy was much more miserable.

Chen Mu, who had walked to the front, roughly glanced at the front line, and immediately ordered: "Light the fire and release the small flag arrow!" ”

Laugh at...... Sou! Whoosh!

In front of the line where the flags were spread out, the firemen fired two small arrows one after the other, and this consumable firearm, which had a range of only 100 paces, was undoubtedly capable of exploding in front of or behind the enemy's most elite sailors, overhead or under his feet.

Bang! Bang bang!

The damage of a small banner arrow exploding in a military formation is negligible, but the simultaneous explosion of hundreds of small banner arrows can cause heavy losses to the enemy facing them.

They didn't even know which unlucky man they would shoot within ten paces of their width and height, and the enemy couldn't dodge.

The lead pellets shuttled in the smoke of gunpowder, and in the miserable cries mixed with various languages, a few gunshots sounded in front of the enemy formation, and a few lead pellets and arrows scattered towards Chen Mujun, and the quasi-head really didn't dare to compliment.

The arrows that drew a parabola made Chen Mu burst into a few exclamations in the array, and the lead shot shot from the gun's mouth, which was originally difficult to accurately and even raised or lowered by the influence of friendly forces in the smoke of gunpowder, was even more difficult to hit, even if it flew to the front of the formation, it was just a muffled sound for the flag army standing behind the long card - there was only one exception.

The lead shot that was slightly larger than the bird's gun penetrated the long card, penetrated the wooden card after eighty or ninety steps, and then injured the small flag officer behind it, which happened next to Chen Mu.

The lead pellet was embedded in the iron leaf armor of the flag officer, and even so, the projectile carried a huge impact force that knocked down the sturdy flag officer, losing the ability to continue fighting.

Chen Mu didn't have time to pay attention to these, after a round of attacks by the enemy, he pushed away the long card in front of him and went out of the formation, and led two flag-waving soldiers to his own flag army and shouted: "Raise the gun—release!" ”

Bang bang! Bang bang bang!

Hundreds of birds roared in unison, and the smoke of gunpowder covered the front of the formation, and then without Chen Mu's order, Deng Zilong, who was standing on the left wing with an eight-foot eyebrow knife and armor, could not hold it back, and raised the long knife and shouted, "Hurry up and get out of battle!" ”

The Bird-Bearers gave way one after another, and the three general banners composed of the Tan people under their command led the crowd out under the cover of the long card, and the spearmen followed closely behind, striding forward with Deng Zilong.

Brave and fearless!

The soldiers are bearing, and the soldiers who follow Deng Zilong have a momentum, carrying weapons and shuttling in the center of the battle array, but they are calm and unmatched.

The three hundred households of Deng Zilong's department on the left flank had already rushed forward, Chen Mu's right arm stretched out and waved forward, and the two hundred households led by Sun Ao on the right flank were slightly slower, but the pace was faster, almost rushing out of Miura Liantai who led the ronin group and the black slave army in the enemy formation.

They had no other means of attack, and after each flag long player, they all had spears like a forest, and they rushed out with their uprightness, seeing that the posture was to collide with Renta Miura.

Miura Renta's current appearance is much more embarrassed, half of his face was beaten by a few small lead pills and his flesh and blood were blurred, the exaggerated iron pocket has long been out of sight, the bald head is against the sky, but the spirit is more fierce, both hands drag the three-foot knife step and stumble, the bird screams and rushes out of the line, behind him is a group of ronins, some have armor and some have no armor, some raise knives and some hold guns.

If it weren't for the tiny lead pellets that allowed them to suffer different degrees of damage, they should be full of power.

But his opponent is Deng Zilong, the only one under Chen Mu who was born in the Ming Dynasty and was born in martial arts!

At a distance of forty paces, Deng Zilong's footsteps stopped, and the long card frame of the flag army behind him was made in a row, and the thirty fast guns were set up, and the fire flag army behind the fast gunner was immediately ignited, and the fire gun of the extended pole spewed out fireworks, and the lead shot shot out.

Bang bang bang!

"The first column is on the spearhead, and the second is on the second!"

The smoke-filled guns were taken away, and the second row of guns was set up and ignited again.

Bang bang bang!

"The second row is the head of the gun, the last column!"

Bang, bang!

In less than twenty breaths, hundreds of lead pills shot out almost against the face of the ronin led by Renta Miura, and a fluffy blood mist rose on the battlefield.

But this is just the beginning for Deng Zilong.

"Chop this birdman!"

The eyebrow knife swept out, and the collision of Deng Zilong's clothes and armor brought out a crisp sound, leading the troops to break through the enemy formation.

The five hundred households were all pressed, Chen Mu turned around at this time, glanced at the surrounding twenty soldiers and the military strength of only one general banner, and his eyes finally fixed on the face of the county commander Zhou Xing, this person who had dared to stand fearlessly in the meeting square when more than 400 Yi people with weapons questioned their rebellion obviously had never seen such a bloody fight, his eyes were staring at the battlefield intently, his right hand was holding the official belt, and his left hand was clenched in front of his chest.

The joints were white from the clenching, his eyes were blazing, and his lips were slightly pursed.

There is a little cowardice in instinct, but also a little perseverance in the backbone.

This is not contradictory, even if Chen Mu thinks that the county order's legs must be weak, he also has enough respect for this middle-aged man who gritted his teeth and did not take a step back.

"You guys stay by the county magistrate's side - help me."

whispered the last three words to Qi Zhengyan, Chen Mu looked at the battlefield with his waist knife in both hands, and ordered: "Come with me, the left flank of the enemy." ”

He didn't have many soldiers, and there were only 70 of them when he counted the full number of soldiers, but his firepower was very strong, and only 70 of them had a full 10 bird guns and 20 guan guns.

If Deng Zilong and Sun Ao can't suppress the enemy army if they can't suppress it, then it will not be beneficial for the overall situation for him to fill in the seventy people.

But this is not the case now, Deng Zilong knocked the sailor coalition army to the point of losing his armor and abandoning his armor, and the armor is complete but the few Francos have not come out of the smoke after being blown up by small flag arrows, and the ronin is dead at the beginning of the battle with Deng Zilong, and the South Asian sailors are naturally afraid of the Ming army and have now begun to disperse.

Deng Zilong Sun Ao's current opponent is those black slave soldiers, brave and brave, too simple.

Chen Mu only needed to take his proud bird gun team to cross the parliamentary square with his proud bird gun team stepping on the corpses of the enemy before Deng Zilong and Sun Ao pushed Heifan into the street, stood on the foundation stone of the tall church, and adjusted the direction of the thirty bird guns under the witness of the Zhou County Commander and the leader of Pereira in the guard tower of the garrison camp, Father Peles, and others.

He pursed his lips lightly like Zhou Xing, but his head with an iron helmet rose slightly, and he waved his waist knife to draw a stop to this battle.

"Put!"

Bang! Bang bang!