Once again, a difficult scenario arose before the Earl of Shire.

Seeing that the infantry of the Ming army was getting closer and closer, many nobles had just helped the left wing phalanx to stabilize the morale of the army and regroup, when they saw that many fires rose in the Ming army's formation and hit the front of the formation, and the smoke of gunpowder exploded in the noble horse team and heavy infantry line in the lead, and the French conscription legion infantry behind began to flee in large numbers.

He could only send his only followers to join the left flank phalanx as a reserve and regroup them into the group.

The better one was the right flank, the battle-hardened Swiss mercenary corps, and the Count of Charles knew that the Swiss were very unhappy with his embarrassing deployment when the riverside camp was besieged, but these loyal and brave warriors on the battlefield were very reliable, and had their own internal captain-officer system, which could be effectively restrained without the need to send nobles.

And because of the existence of the military order, even if two Shenwei machine arrows smashed into their formation, there was not even a single deserter.

Speaking of them, they are a bit like the recruited Qi family army, soldiers and soldiers are fellow villagers and neighbors, when the rout occurs, the first deserter will be caught and hanged in public, they are very afraid of this, because even if they die, their parents, brothers and even descendants will be ashamed of their cowardly actions, which will further lead to them being eliminated by mercenaries when recruiting.

On the other hand, if anyone fights bravely, even if they die because of it, their parents and brothers are well taken care of, and they are treated especially favorably for their actions when recruiting.

This is a legion with great endurance on the battlefield, with the only bad thing - they don't listen to orders.

Do not listen to the orders of the Count of Charles.

Charles thought that at this time they should retreat gradually, and delay as long as possible until Marshal Mathion succeeded in snatching the powerful artillery, and then engaged when the artillery attacked the heads of the Ming army; The Swiss Legion had no cavalry, and lacked a long-range offensive force, with only a small number of crossbows and muskets, which Charles considered extremely risky to engage the Ming army, but the Swiss did not heed the advice.

The left-wing phalanx had not yet recovered from the process of collapse and regrouping, and the right-wing Swiss phalanx had already marched towards the Ming army with the snare drum and flag.

The Swiss responded to long-range fire in two ways: if the opponent had more bows and arrows, their soldiers in the back would station their spears and shake them constantly in the hope of knocking down the arrows that were thrown; If there are more direct crossbows or muskets, they will respond more directly: charge.

They knew that the muskets of the Ming army were equipped with short knives instead of spears, but the length of the weapons was about the same length as the swords of the German Dubler swordsmen, far less than the Swiss axe spears, let alone spears, and they did not have an advantage in hand-to-hand combat, so the best chance of victory for them was in close combat.

As soon as the chaotic melee is achieved, the musket is muted.

The width of the battlefield of the two troops is similar, the Ming army is 100 people wide, and the Swiss army is three small phalanxes of 30 people wide, the difference is that the Ming army only has four rows of depth, while the Swiss phalanx has a full ten rows of soldiers.

The attack on the Swiss was Xu Jin's horizontal team, and their troops stopped when they were about 250 paces apart, and the sappers in the front row paused their shields, set up the general flag arrows, blew the fire folds, let the enemy continue to approach, and then released rockets.

The Tiger Squat Cannon of each General Flag Department was fired more than three times, and the portable loose cartridges and medicine packs carried by the Banner Army were exhausted, so the Tiger Squat Cannon could only be omitted in the wave of attacks, and the enemy was directly put into the range of the General Flag Arrow.

Amid the screeching of the rockets, the Swiss were very successful in shaking their spears, knocking down the arrows that were supposed to be empty from mid-air, stabbing obliquely at an unlucky ghost, pushing him backwards and knocking others back a few steps away, pushing away the sturdy human wall, and blowing up all the soldiers around him who gave way to him into hedgehogs.

Many legions will be scattered when they are attacked by rockets, and the most resilient armies will stop charging as a result, except for the Swiss Legion, which suddenly increases its pace after being attacked by rockets, and stands out from the smoke of gunpowder, and the formation is not chaotic.

Their heroic performance won the respect of the Ming army, and Xu Jin and two other hundred households invariably praised it: "Little flag and arrow ready!" ”

The sapper who took the lead behaved very unsocially, and he shouted for the sapper to take off the palm thunder hanging from his waist.

In the dense formation, the Swiss legions, who were holding their strength, also returned fire at the Ming army, and a small number of steel crossbows and muskets were fired at the opposite side by the bare Swiss infantry at a distance of nearly one hundred and fifty paces.

They didn't fart, but the behavior of wearing tight linen pants in winter was no different from a bare fart in the eyes of the Daming Banner Army with cotton jackets and cotton armor on the opposite side.

The buckshot came, and landed on the shield, so that the sappers crouching behind it did not feel anything, and landed on the shoulders and chests of the banner soldiers behind, as if they had been struck by stones.

Then the angry little flag arrows with smoking tails flew densely.

The Swiss phalanx marched one after the other, and they had only one conviction that they would rush in front of the enemy no matter what the attack was on, and they would win in close combat.

With this belief, no one even noticed that the three phalanxes were already a third shorter.

The two armies entered a distance of 100 paces, and the two small phalanxes on the left and right flanks distanced themselves from the Chinese army, trying to divide them in three ways, and the Swiss army entered the most nervous moment in their hearts, they knew that the Ming army had a lot of muskets, and the power of the salvo was extremely amazing without thinking about it, and they were all waiting for the musket salvo.

Once the salvo is complete, they will be able to speed up their pace for the rest of the reload time, charging the enemy and forcing them into close combat.

But the Ming army never fired.

The tall and burly Ming warriors in blue bubble nail iron cotton armor held their muskets and quietly seemed to be asleep.

Eighty steps, no shooting.

Sixty steps, no shooting.

Forty paces, they were close enough to hear the soothing drumbeat of the Ming army on the opposite side, and the Swiss musketeers finished loading their rounds on the march and began their second shot in a scattered manner.

Some of the shields of the Ming army were penetrated, some of the standing Ming banner soldiers were startled with crossbow arrows inserted in cotton armor, some were hit by muskets and snorted, covering their wounds and slowly squatting, and some people squatted for a while and stood up with calm faces.

But they still didn't shoot.

The soothing drumbeat and the performance of the Ming army even made the Swiss infantry wonder if the Ming army on the opposite side was running out of gunpowder.

They didn't shoot even thirty paces.

But behind the shields, the crouching figures with their spears exposed, made a movement that the Swiss soldiers could not see, and the three rows of infantry straddled to the left and right, until they were twenty paces apart.

At this time, the dense formation of the Ming army was scattered, the two wings were separated from the shield protection, and each soldier was spaced one person apart.

Twenty paces, thirty meters, this distance the Swiss soldier has already started to run with a spear, and it only takes a few seconds to run to the distance in front of him.

Suddenly, the soothing beat of the drum joins a singularly high-pitched instrument, rapid, sharp, loud, and high-pitched.

The muffled sound of hundreds of birds hitting the chests of the Ming soldiers was like beating a drum, and the birds and guns all sent out a cloud of gunsmoke.

After a brief pause in the smoke, the sappers behind the shields each threw a smoking iron ball forward.

In the next moment, the first row of gunners stepped back to the right rear to reload, and the second row of infantry stepped forward with their guns raised and continued to shoot; The first-row gunner pulls out the bar while continuing to push back in the second row, takes out the cartridge and pours it into the gun, and continues to retreat to the third row; The third platoon of infantry took one step forward to fill the position, and continued to fill the position after the second platoon fired.

While the second platoon fired, the sappers behind the shields continued to light and throw a grenade in unison.

The three platoons of infantry then fired and retreated to the flanks and rear, the sappers threw a third grenade and grabbed their steel pickaxes and sailor axes.

When the first row of infantry returned to their original positions, the military order did not let them continue to shoot, they clutched the loaded bird guns, held the snow spurs and lowered their body lunges forward, and set up their shields to prepare for the stabbing attack.

With a boom, the first grenade exploded.