Carlos was very mature in his judgment of the enemy's strength, and the army assembled from the western outskirts of Bordeaux was indeed led by two counts, this army belonged to the two families of Lauzan and Alesmu, who had marquises, and these knights were also from the side of the family, but not to the family.

More than half of the knights came from the knights of pardon stationed in Bordeaux, and they were paid by the third of the kings, so that despite their origins from the families of these two marquises, the same allegiance as these marquises was to the king.

As the second son, no matter how large the family is, they can't give them a fief and enough glory, but the third child's pardon knights can.

On the wall of the fortress, he looked through the telescope at the army that was gradually emerging on the horizon in the distance, and remembered Carlos's earlier introduction to the French knights of pardon, and watched the richly decorated knights who appeared in the jungle in the telescope row out of the wall with spears and pony steps, slowly bowing their heads.

The policies and environments of each country are different, but there is no difference between people, and they always strive for the top.

There was no shortage of knights without fiefdoms in the various legions and mercenaries of Spain, and the French provided an opportunity for this group.

In Chen Jiujing's consciousness, he had to face more than a hundred martial artists.

A few miles apart, the enemy troops from Bordeaux began to line up, and the knights who had gathered together slowly dispersed, and the retinues with the colorful flags held high behind them divided into a square of ten dozens of horsemen, as Carlos had said.

The barons led knights, and knights and servants, and the weapons used were different, but they were all five or six horsemen in each row, and five or six rows were discharged, man to man, horse to horse, and ten cavalry squads lined up in a line, standing silently on the battlefield.

More infantry came out of the woods, and formed a phalanx before the knights' squad, but their unseemly appearance was a group of bitter haha compared to the knights, and their uniforms and equipment were as chaotic as the ranks they had assembled, and twelve phalanxes of three or four hundred men were also arranged in a chaotic line in front of the formation.

Then the artillery arrived, and more than thirty mules and horses with one cannon appeared on the edge of the battlefield, and the artillery pulled them forward and moved forward, and finally dispersed in positions higher than the infantry.

Chen Jiujing put down the binoculars and licked his lips unconsciously, and looked sideways at the naval artillery all over the ground in the protrusion of the fortress, "The head gun?" ”

It may seem funny, but the French head cannon is useful, and at least the infantry line formed by Juan, Agi, and Salazar in front of the formation collectively retreated.

The position of the French artillery was only three miles from the front line, and if they did not retreat, they would have to eat the shells, while their artillery was on the fortress four miles behind them, and could not provide them with supporting fire.

It's a mercenary again, it's normal to retreat.

Chen Jiujing's front line, with three phalanxes of 300 infantry on each flank, and only two phalanxes near the edge in the middle, completely gave up the center, but the rear line was strengthened in the middle, and fourteen Spanish mercenary infantry companies were planted under the two wings of the cavalry led by Franco, which looked better than the French army.

The position under the fort is the Baishan battalion led by Kangguru, more than 100 cavalry are stationed in the fort, the Jurchen heavy infantry outside the camp is densely packed in the trenches, and four Korean bird guns are placed in the trenches on both sides, which is the only firearms unit in the Baishan battalion.

Their muskets were fewer than the mercenaries, and the mercenary phalanx was arranged in the same way as the regular Spanish army, consisting of six spearmen, one sword and shield infantry, one crossbowmen, and two musketeers.

Huang Xi, a Korean guerrilla in the Baishan battalion, also stood at the head of the city overlooking the battlefield with a divine eyepiece, and raised his arm to Chen Jiujing after the French set up the formation: "General, their artillery is a little lowly and I don't know it, but it seems that there are many Francos, and if you advance one mile, the gunners under your command can bombard the military formation." ”

"There's no hurry."

Chen Jiujing raised his hand to stop Huang Xi's idea of bombarding the enemy on the offensive road, and said: "We have an advantage in artillery, so we don't need to rush to release it, wait for them to enter the range of the five-jin cannon before releasing it, and leave the ten-jin cannon and sixteen-jin cannon under the city." ”

In order to fight this battle, the Korean soldiers of the Baishan battalion specially unloaded the two thousand material ships from light to heavy and pushed them to the city, if it were not for the fact that the 20 pound guns weighing more than 3,000 catties were too heavy to transport, Chen Jiujing would even have to move those things to the city wall.

In the end, the Baishan Battalion is not a Beiyang descendant army, we admit that we have suffered a loss in the bird gun musket, but we must not suffer a loss in the artillery, otherwise it will be called losing the duty of the Beiyang Military Government!

If the commander of the French army in Bordeaux could also see the muzzle of the black hole on the fortress with a telescope, he would probably be angry.

They brought in 36 field guns from Bordeaux, all breech-loading guns with Fur or wedge tails, sacrificing range and power for rapid-fire.

The Ming army was good, and the ships that could not turn around were loaded with sixty-four light and heavy Zhenshuo generals on the city, and there were still French craftsmen in this fortress who had not had time to escape under the supervision of the soldiers of the Baishan battalion to make two-wheeled gun carriages for them.

This battle will have to be dragged on a little further, and Chen Jiujing's cannon will complete the transformation of the ship into a field battle.

However, in the process of Chen Jiujing and Huang Xi's conversation, there was a strange and funny situation on the battlefield.

The French army marched forward a hundred paces, and the front of the Ming army's Xiyong battalion retreated a hundred paces in unison.

The few cavalrymen sent by the French to carry the flag in front of the battle also helplessly followed a hundred paces, and they were very melancholy.

The cavalry were ordered to shout to the enemy before the battle, according to common sense, the nobles would talk to the opposing general after the formation was completed, and then start the battle if it was not appropriate, but because Chen Jiujing did not appear last time, the earl who led the army this time did not want to lower his body to talk to the Ming soldiers, so he sent a few riders.

But this formation doesn't seem to be over, the front army has been retreating, and it hasn't said that the war will start, what do you think you have been retreating?

It stands to reason that someone appeared in front of the battle with a flag on their shoulders, and the other side should have sent someone out to contact them, but no one in the Ming army paid attention to them.

Every time the cavalry had just taken a few steps forward from their horses, and they were ready to make a shout that the enemy could hear, the opposite side retreated in unison.

There was no way, and the French formation also shifted forward.

One retreated, the other advanced, making the two French earl commanders cry and laugh...... There are only three miles left to retreat from the coastal fortress, and the army will enter the range of the Ming Empire's artillery.

"Don't go any further, stop all of them, we've gone a long way, and the soldiers won't have the strength to fight if we drag on like this, Sir Rauzin, send someone to Bordeaux to bring the tents, this battle looks like it's going to be very ......."

Before the words fell, there were several loud bangs, and the smoke of gunpowder exploded on the fortress in the distance, and more than 30 shells slammed towards the infantry phalanx at the front of the battlefield.

"Fight without declaring war?"

In the noise, Sir Alesmu, who was halfway through the conversation, was dumbfounded, and immediately pulled down the helmet and visor on top of the bat, drew the sword at his waist and said to the herald waiting at his side: "Forward, artillery fire!" ”