In the valley, 120,000 Indian soldiers and Li Zhi's 110,000 soldiers attacked together.

Li Laosi couldn't see the whole picture of the battlefield, and the dense mountains and forests of Burma blocked his view, so that he could only observe the range of twenty meters around. A little farther away from the battle, it was covered by dense tree trunks.

What Li Laosi could do was to let the trumpeter blow the horn again and again to encourage the whole army. At the same time, let the drummers of the Chinese army beat the drums hard, and let the tom drum sound inspire the soldiers to rush and kill.

In response to Li Laosi, there were non-stop gunshots crackling on the battlefield.

The Indians also used muskets this time. Grabbing muskets, they rushed to the front of the Yizi battalion and the samurai army, trying to shoot at Li Zhi's southern expeditionary army with muskets.

But they apparently didn't figure it out.

Firing at a distance of ten meters with a long-handled firearm is extremely low. Because the enemy is not stationary, the Yoshiji Battalion and the Samurai Army tend to move sideways quickly when they see this side firing. Under such circumstances, for every half or one meter that Li Zhi's soldiers moved, the Indian soldiers had to turn their rifles weighing several pounds more than ten degrees.

With such a fast angle turn, the hit rate is extremely low.

The longer the barrel, the heavier the barrel, the more difficult the angle of movement, and the lower the hit rate.

Therefore, in later generations of street battles, gangsters and policemen often used pistols to kill the enemy, and no one would use a long-handled rifle in narrow terrain without knowing whether to live or die, which is the reason.

The Indian soldiers, however, had no choice. They did not have handcuffs, and could only use bulky rifles at close range, trying to use this weapon to close the weapon gap between them and the Ming soldiers.

The results speak for themselves.

The lynx saw three Indian soldiers rushing out from under a big banyan tree opposite, scolded his mother, and hurriedly rolled to the ground next to him.

"Bang Bang!"

Three bullets hit the ground where the bobcats rolled, sending sawdust flying at the roots of the intricately branched banyan trees.

The lynx stood up straight from the ground, reached out and shot forward.

"Boom!"

Huge shotguns shot out, covering a distance of more than a meter in diameter. Although the Indian soldiers on the opposite side tried to dodge, they could not avoid the huge impact range at all. The Indian soldier in the middle was shot, a mist of blood rushed out of his body, and he fell under the banyan tree screaming.

The hemp seed rushed out from behind a salt tree and shot the Indian soldier on the opposite side.

He failed to aim at his target, and the shotgun struck the banyan tree, causing the old banyan tree's skin to turn into debris and splash out, revealing the yellow trunk inside.

But a green onion rushed out with hemp seeds hit the spot.

"Boom!"

The two Indian soldiers who tried to rush up immediately fell one. As if his throat had been broken, the soldier gripped his throat with his hands and struggled to roll on the ground full of fallen leaves and roots.

The last Indian soldier threw away his rifle, drew his Persian scimitar, rushed up and slashed at the hemp head.

Hemp Zi pulled out his Fanjiazhuang big steel knife and blocked the Indian soldier's scimitar with one sword.

Crawling all over the ground suddenly shouted: "Hemp, get out of the way!" ”

Hearing this, the hemp son jerked to the side and fell to the ground.

At a distance of five meters, the "crawling all over the ground" shot at the Indian soldier wielding the knife with a "bang" with a shotgun, and immediately beat him to a thousand holes.

Crawling all over the ground and looking at the Indian soldier he had killed with wide eyes, watching him fall little by little, he laughed excitedly.

"Hemp! Look how majestic your grandfather is crawling all over the ground! ”

Hemp Zi glanced forward and suddenly yelled: "Get out of the way!" ”

A crisp "pop" sounded in front.

An Indian soldier hid behind the trunk of a banyan tree and fired a cold shot at the ground.

Hemp and the Lynx widened their eyes and looked at the crawling all over the ground, hoping that the crawl would not be hit.

However, to their disappointment, they were shot all over the ground. He clutched his stomach in pain, was overwhelmed by the sharp pain, and fell down little by little.

The "big bowl" rushed up and shot at the trunk of the banyan tree ten meters away.

The Indian soldier who was hiding there was immediately wounded by the shrapnel that enveloped him, and several pieces of steel slag were pierced into his head, and he rolled on the ground with his head covered.

However, the battle had only just begun, and more Indian soldiers rushed out from behind the banyan trees. And on the Yizi battalion, a large number of soldiers were also killed from the depths of the woods. On the battlefield of more than ten meters, soldiers on both sides held rifles and shotguns and fired fiercely.

Hemp rushed to the side of the crawler and looked at the wounds on the floor.

"Big... Hemp, I can't do it. I am... I am from Wangjia Village, Song County, Henan Province, and my mother has no one to take care of me. After I died, you helped me put my pension... The pension was brought back to the village... So that my mother can have a bite to eat..."

Hemp Zi shouted: "This is an arquebus, you can still be saved!" ”

The projectile of a smoothbore arquebus is round, does not rotate and does not churn organs inside the human body like rifled gun bullets. If the person who was shot is lucky, the lead bullet does not break after entering the body, and it can still be removed with simple surgery.

"Big Bowl! You crawl all over the ground to the medical team! ”

The big bowl shouted, rushed over, put the crawl on his back, and walked backwards in large and small steps.

Hemp quickly reloaded the shotgun and said with a grin in his mouth: "Thief! ”

A tall Indian soldier rushed to within five meters of the hemp with a scimitar, and was about to cut the hemp with the scimitar.

The hemp seed aimed at the Indian soldier and opened fire. The Indian soldier's face and chest turned blood-red and he let out a heart-rending scream.

After taking a few steps back, he fell to the ground and there was no movement.

But two more Indian soldiers rushed in front.

At the critical moment, a Japanese samurai behind him rushed up with a scream, he shot and killed an Indian soldier, and then he drew a short knife and fought with the Indian soldier in close combat.

There were more and more soldiers on the battlefield of more than ten meters, and more and more soldiers drew their swords and slashed together.

He pulled out two handcuffs from his waist and fired two shots at a group of Indian soldiers who rushed up. He didn't have time to care if the shot hit or not, and he was forced to throw away the handcuffs by the Indian soldiers two meters away.

He wielded his large steel knife and fought with the Indian soldiers.

The battlefield turned into a scuffle.

Li Laosi looked at the chaotic battlefield around him and frowned.

Li Dingguo pondered for a while and said: "Uncle, don't worry, the Indian soldiers were killed by our shotguns in the morning more than 60,000 strikers, and now they are bombarded by shotguns when they are close, and their courage has been lost. ”

"Don't look at these Indian soldiers who can still rush and kill, but as long as they hold on for a hundred seconds, these Indian soldiers will collapse."

Li Laosi looked at Li Dingguo and did not speak.

Li Dingguo counted to himself: "One hundred." ”

"Ninety."

"Eighty."