The dense Franco-mans, taking advantage of the first tentative attack, immediately began to assemble, and they brought in artillery, one by one, under the escort of the infantry, slowly forward, and the horses transporting the artillery, in the mud, with difficulty.

War horses were also transported ashore by the ships that landed.

Then the cavalry turned over and got on their horses.

In this era, the world of cavalry is still the world, even if it is only a musketeer, but for the conscripted farmers, they can quickly make them qualified soldiers.

The cavalrymen in armor stared at the cavalry in the distance in shabby scarves, and they unfurled their banners and lined up in a line.

They actually brought in a full regiment of infantry.

Three columns, each with 1,200 men, these people, apparently professional battlefield killers, spearmen quickly lined up in dense three horizontal formations, each with 50 to 60 men in front and 20 columns in depth. On the four corners were arquebusier soldiers lined up in dense squares, and immediately afterwards, a slow advance began, with the cavalry wings on either side, and the artillerymen began to arrange the formation.

Above the procession, a royal flag painted with lions and the castle emblem representing the royal family of Castile is unfurled.

Thundered......

The artillery began to roar.

Above the gray sky, it was like a meteor falling.

It was a test firing of artillery, which was very powerful, but there were not many casualties.

In the gathering place, a group of Fang Jinglong's personal soldiers also manipulated the artillery to 'shoot back', and both sides seemed to be half-hearted, both of them were trying to fire.

Through test firing, immediately after each other, calibration began, the elevation angle and the position of the muzzle were calculated, and the weight of gunpowder began to increase or decrease as appropriate.

Gathering place.

Yang Shu, the personal guard, hurriedly came to Fang Jinglong's side and said, "Grandpa, the opponent has a lot of artillery, and the gunner is obviously experienced, so I'm afraid of ......."

Fang Jinglong bowed his head: "Hold on, you must defend it when you die, Xinjin must not fall, pass the order...... Hold! ”

"Yes!"

The herald Pegasus, conveying Fang Jinglong's order to fight to the death.

Behind the rammed earth wall, the peasants with fire guns and spears shouted cheers.

Their attitude is more resolute than that of their grandfather, they may not be killed, but what they are afraid of is that their grandfather will give up Xinjin and avoid the war.

They have had a great deal of difficulty to get here, and they have chosen this fertile land to settle down, where mosquitoes and beasts are full of mosquitoes and beasts, and the natives who are hidden in the woods are watching, and they have built farmhouses on top of the farmland, and they have dug and built canals for irrigation here, and their farmhouses, tools and household goods are increasing day by day, and their crops are about to be harvested, and the wine they hide in the cellars will soon be brewed, and their lives and lives are all here, retreat, where to retreat? Die, die and die here.

Thundered......

The artillery finally began to roar.

This time, countless shells landed precisely in the gathering place.

In the gathering place, the artillery returned fire.

The drummers of the Franco-mechanics began to beat the drums of war, and the priests who accompanied the army shouted loudly, and they were in the procession, drawing crosses and chanting loudly; The chief of the gendarme, with six assistants, pressed in the rear, and the spearmen and musketeers began to march to the beat of the drum.

Shells fell, people fell in pools of blood, and then, in the phalanx, the position of the dead was quickly replenished.

In the gathering place, scattered arrows flew out.

Still could not stop the spearmen and musketeers from attacking.

On the other side, the Confucian scholars have begun to sharpen their knives.

They were wandering outside, and Song Yan, the leader of the sect, had already raised his knife and shouted: "Kill!" ”

Killing the word exit, without urging, countless Confucian scholars flocked to the target...... Apparently the artillery corps behind the Franc phalanx.

Liu Jie in the team, the horses under the seat galloped wildly, in the seventy or eighty people of the horse team, he brandished a knife, gnashed his teeth, his eyes, covered with a layer of mist, this time into the enemy formation, obviously there is no life or death, Fran machine people fighting, well-trained, free advance and retreat, well-armed, not under the Ming army these pioneers, these professional officers and soldiers, almost Liu Jie from the Ming Dynasty to the Golden Continent, the most powerful army encountered.

His ears were blown by the wind, and the war horse galloped faster and faster, and the previous instructor Song Yan left Liu Jie with a back, a sloppy instructor, and under his weak body, he was murderous.

Liu Jie's eyes were a little blurry, and he didn't know if it was because of the wind and sand, or at this moment, when he was about to rush into the enemy formation, he remembered something, in this world, there is always a little thing that can't be let go, for example, the father who had great expectations for himself, such as ...... The teacher who taught him by word and deed, and the meticulous teacher.

"Kill!"

The long knife stabbed diagonally into the haze sky, and the iron rider roared.

Immediately afterwards, the heavy cavalry of the Francos also began to move, and their heavy cavalry was directly opposite the Confucian scholars, and the light cavalry was responsible for maneuvering on the two wings.

Rumble......

The cavalry crashed into each other.

Liu Jie almost collided with a heavy rider on the opposite side, and at the moment of collision, inertia caused the two bodies to fall together.

The heavy rider stabbed out the cavalry spear, but Liu Jie was able to avoid it, and the two fell off their horses at the same time.

The heavy armor pressed on his body, and he felt that his internal organs had been squeezed out.

The heavily ridden knight, apparently wounded, had also been wounded, but he had abandoned his riding spear, and his whole person, like a stuffy can with limited mobility, clumsily tried to draw the saber at his waist.

Liu Jie struggled, his hands went deep into his neck, and he desperately pinched his throat.

They were all gasping for air.

This moment.

There was still the rumbling of cannons, and countless bullets rained down, streaking tail flames across the sky.

Guns and gunfire erupted around the rammed earth wall, and the militiamen leaping out from behind the wall fought with the spearmen who tried to cross the rammed earth.

Liu Jie felt that he was dead, he didn't even know if the heavy knight who fell on top of him was still alive, his hands were still pinching his neck, and he was panting for breath.

Seeing the scattered cavalry, they were still fighting together.

Song Yan, the instructor on horseback, was blocked by three or four rangers, he raised his knife and laughed: "Hahaha...... Heaven and earth have righteousness, and miscellaneous manifolds ......"

His hand was wounded, and a Franc Ranger slashed at him, and he misturned, and a backhand slashed at the Ranger's back.

The Frangi screamed and fell off his horse.

The long knife with blood and water was raised again, and Song Yan still laughed: "Come on, let's see how the old man is?" ”

His voice was hoarse, and he continued to chant: "The lower is the river, and the upper is the sun and the stars......"

It's just that at this time, his good luck ends here.

Out of nowhere, there was a boom, and a musket rang out.

Immediately afterwards, Song Yan's predecessor was scorched black, his knife began to hang down weakly, and the blood in the corner of his mouth dripped down his long beard.

The enraged Fran spearman, taking advantage of this opportunity, stabbed out a spear and plunged it into his abdomen.

Blood gushed out like a fountain.

Song Yan was still sitting on the horse, but his head was already hanging down, and his long hair was soaked with blood.

"Kill!" In all directions, there were still shouts of Confucian scholars to kill.

Someone roared angrily: "Do you still remember Qi Taishi Jian, remember Jin Dong Fox Pen, and remember Zhang Liangzhi's spine and Su Wu's Festival?" Today, it is exhausted, there is only death, if we are timid, the holy learning is extinct, if we die, the holy learning will be eternal! Kill......"

"Kill ......"

…………

The horses are destroyed.

The rammed earth wall had collapsed with a bang.

Countless people, in the trenches, behind half of the walls, in the wooden buildings, are still fighting.

Fang Jinglong had already drawn his sword, and he saw more and more Francos starting to get closer.

He turned around and smiled at a young guard: "You go to Xijing." ”

The young guard said, "Grandpa...... Humble...... Don't go. ”

"Get out of here." Fang Jinglong glared at the guard: "Your father, just such a son as you, he followed Lao Tzu and died, I agreed, leaving you a bloodline for the Qin family." You go to Xijing and tell the Xijing guard, damn it, remember to avenge Fang Jinglong. Also, I have a letter from home here, which has not yet been sent, you take it, send it out, at least, let Lao Tzu's son, know his father, and find a few concubines in the Golden Continent for him, Lao Fang's family, to pass on the ancestry, a few more, a few, of course, this is a secret, and it must not be known. And ......"

Fang Jinglong was silent for a moment, staring at the young guard: "When I reported to the imperial court, I used the sixth poem, thinking that at the beginning, my ancestors used this one in Tumubao, but it's a pity...... He was lucky to have survived and was useless, and now ...... The father died and the son succeeded, the old man used this one, let's live this life, live well, I don't have the time to explain to you more, and I will ...... in the future You go to my son and tell him that as a father, death is death, there is nothing to regret, but you can't see Zhengqing before you die, it's a pity, okay, get out. ”

Kicked the young guard, the young guard refused to leave, Fang Jinglong roared angrily, and he staggered away.

Now......

Fang Jinglong's long knife in his hand.

Look at the countless Franco-robots.

Occasionally, the fire bolt shoots fire.

On the ground, there were corpses overlapping everywhere.

He roared, and countless people hiding behind wooden buildings, ravines, and corpse mountains came out one after another.

It suddenly rained in the sky, and this drizzle actually had a bit of hometown flavor.

The only fly in the ointment is that there is blood in the rain.

In the mud, everyone was killed, and people were rolling in the mud, trying to get their blades into each other's bodies.

Until noon......

On the raging waves on the sea, the fleets flying the sun and moon flags slowly broke through the mist and appeared on the ocean surface of Xinjin.

…………

The first one was delivered, and it was counted.