The accuracy of the newly made Shenwei Trap Arrow has exceeded General Mang's expectations for rockets.

Shao Tingda, who was holding the binoculars, watched eleven rockets spew out black powder and burn thick black smoke and white smoke into the enemy formation, and happily said to his close relatives: "Damn, the new rocket is too good!" Write down, I'm going to write a letter to the little gatekeeper. ”

The pro-soldier looked dazed and asked, "What to write?" ”

"Just write that when you cast the rocket shell in the future, you will cast the words on the outside, just cast, whatever you want, the world is peaceful?"

The scurrying rockets and the dense Spanish phalanx were a perfect match made in heaven.

Thirty-six rockets flew in Herrera's direction in a very short time, blasting the dense and determined formation to the point of almost scattering.

But they did not disperse, even in the two phalanxes there were still less than half of the soldiers who could still hold their weapons and stand, and after three rounds of rocket fire, more and more soldiers who were so frightened by the explosion of arrows that they crawled to the ground stood up and looked at each other for wounds.

Herrera, holding the red fork flag of New Spain, looked at the high helmet that was blown in half not far away, and looked around the military formation on his horse, only then did he look up at the Ming army slowly approaching in the array, and ordered the military musician: "Blow the military trumpet, call back the cavalry, we are in trouble." ”

Compared to the terrifying momentum of the rockets, the accuracy is a bit ridiculous, most of the rockets fell on the grass where no one was around, and only three rockets actually landed in the phalanx, causing huge casualties to the soldiers of the Half-Blood Legion.

Some of the other rockets were pushed into the ground by gunpowder when they hit the ground, and some were far away, and most of the iron pellets that exploded inside were blocked by armor unless they hit the Spaniards directly in the face.

As the trumpets sounded on the battlefield, Herrera took the reins and asked the monk who was holding a huge cross with a long pole under his horse: "Monk, the enemy seems to be flanking us, can we win?" ”

The chief clergyman, who held a cross in one hand and a Bible in the other, was an old man, and when the commander asked, he was praying and did not immediately answer his superior's words.

After hanging his head and silently reciting a few verses, he slowly stuffed the Bible back into his pocket, drew the slender steel sword at his waist with his right hand, and after kissing the blade hastily, he looked up and said: "There are many enemies, and God has no experience in fighting such infidels, and the cavalry may not be able to hear military music when they are far away from us, but God will definitely respond to the devout believers!" ”

"Before the monk draws his sword, you should take care of this treasure."

Herrera smiled and pointed to the tall cross, handed the banner in his hand to the servant, raised his arm on horseback and waved his command scepter and shouted: "The artillery moves nine hundred feet to the east, and the infantry company moves to the northern artillery formation in an orderly manner." ”

In the Renaissance era, the common image of the military portraits handed down by European nobles was wearing plate armor and holding a stick in his hand, which was the Commander's Scepter.

The length of the scepter varies from long to short, depending on their military tradition, and the length of the command scepter is usually three feet, equal to the distance between the standing positions of the soldiers in the phalanx.

Herrera and his fellow Habsburg Austrian Sergeant Major also had a commanding scepter, which was more elaborate and had a gilded square root table at the end.

The guide to the calculation of the formation published by the Italian military engineer Ginoromo Cetagno in the 42nd year of Jiajing can help the sergeant major quickly and mathematically calculate the arrangement of the various arms of the phalanx.

Herrera said, and then said to the standard-bearer: "Take a few people and pretend to be frightened by this weapon, and run to inform the three companies in the forest to the west, and when the Ming army attacks me in front of them, attack from behind them, and we can still win this battle!" ”

After giving the order, the commander of the regiment rode his horse and slowly paced to the predetermined place without hurry, and while pulling his throat to boost the morale of his subordinate soldiers, he said: "Everyone will be flanked in this battle, and the key to determining the outcome is who has the stronger fighting spirit - it must be the brave Spaniard!" ”

Half-breed riders with various aristocratic banners ran away from the formation in both directions to the west and north, they were the herald cavalry of the Herrera Legion, and since they were all new nobles, no one could recognize what family their banners represented.

Although Spain was probably the most feudal country in Europe during the Renaissance, knights were not valued so much from top to bottom, and in contrast to France, they placed more emphasis on light cavalry.

The Spanish hussars were not called hussars, but 'Genetes', meaning genitals, derived from the shape of their Moorish shields.

Despite their not-so-honorable names, their galloping across the battlefield was more than enough for the most dangerous jobs, and in an instant they traversed miles of corpse-strewn pursuit battlefields, issuing orders to return to the five companies that were pursuing in front.

The news of the appearance of the Ming army in the rear did not need to be conveyed at all, and the commander of the company in front already knew that the main general was attacked when the rocket whistle sounded behind him, and the two companies slowed down in the pursuit, rested in place in an orderly manner and waited for orders, leaving the two companies in front to continue the fierce battle with the Indians with the help of light and heavy cavalry.

During the pursuit, the army formations assigned by the chief of the white horse from the rear were constantly encountered, and the formation of the half-blood company dispersed and gathered and scattered in a short time, and many soldiers died, but still did not see the company of Bernal's regiment from the north, which should have appeared long ago.

The two companies at the front have held out for a long time, and less than half of them are still alive, but they can only hold on to the military formation, relying on the phalanx they can kill several times or even ten times the enemy, but once there is no phalanx, they will be quickly eaten alive by the aborigines who are far less than the enemy army.

The most dazzling in the battle was still the knights who had ruled the European War for hundreds of years, and the Spanish cavalry spontaneously divided into four squads during the battle, each team of about ten people wore plate armor that had reached the peak of forging ability, and drove the tall and strong Andalusian horses in armor, wielding maces and bayonet swords across the battlefield.

Behind them were forty or fifty light cavalrymen in cotton armor with iron greaves below the thighs and above the ankles, and these light cavalry, armed with strange round shields and armed with spears or swords, were in no way inferior to the knights in front of them in terms of killing efficiency, and even faster in galloping charges.

There are few drawbacks other than being more easily knocked over by feathered arrows.

They scattered the influx of Indians again and again, and with each breakup, the musketeers, who had long since retreated behind the spearmen, poured lead pellets into the scattered formation, and overturned a figure of man.

Farther north, Chief White Horse watched the more than half of the half-bloods slowly retreat in front of him, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief that he had a chance to regroup, he received a report from his hunters that four Spanish companies in the north were crossing the river.

To the west of the battlefield, a Spanish rider who had crashed into the forest ran briskly through the tropical woods, looking for the three companies that had come out of the camp in the morning to ambush the Ming army.

When the first Ming army led by Baihu swaggered into the maximum range of the muskets of Herrera's third company, thirteen Spanish knights with light cavalry and two infantry phalanxes from five miles away turned around and slowly approached them.

The gunfire of the Spanish mulattoes blooms at this time!