Chapter 3011: The Red Yi Mercenaries' Regimental Annihilation

Fausto suddenly realized that if the enemy army had not forced the crossing of the Pearl River, then the group behind him would be ......

He hurriedly shouted to the officer beside him: "Let our men beware, there may be traps!" ”

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of horses' hooves on the north side, and although he couldn't see how many cavalry there were, hundreds of shining steel swords reflecting the morning light lined up in a straight column, like the sickles of death and slashed towards the flanks of the Cantonese army's position.

In fact, Chen Xiongfei only brought four six-pounder guns, which were mainly used to suppress the enemy's artillery. Therefore, the first few rounds of shelling did not kill many enemy soldiers, but even so, Tong Yizhen's people were frightened by the cannonballs whistling behind them.

When more than a hundred hussars rushed to them, no one dared to come up to stop them. The cavalry of the Dragon Guard Army also had no intention of entanglement with the infantry of the Cantonese army, and cut down those who were close along the way, but did not shoot at the enemy soldiers who were far away.

The hussars in a neat queue were in a no-man's land, and fought until they reached the heavy artillery position behind the earthen ramparts, and then aimed at the gunners to take turns firing their guns.

After two rounds of fire, the Portuguese artillerymen on the left flank of the earthen ramparts were left with only two or three people hiding behind the corpses, and the rest were killed.

When the Cantonese troops saw that the enemy cavalry was obviously trying to get past the artillery, not only did no one come forward to save them, but they avoided the heavy artillery as if they were avoiding the plague.

Then a cavalryman dismounted, stuffed one end of several fuses of a long length into the gunpowder next to the cannon, lit the other end, quickly turned over and climbed into the saddle, and nodded to the company commander who commanded the hussars.

The latter saw that the task had been completed, and he did not like to fight, so he chose the most sparse place of the enemy and led the team to kill it again.

It took less than ten minutes for this entry and exit, and with an earth-shattering bang behind him, the Portuguese cannon was completely extinguished.

The explosion of gunpowder turned the still slightly dim morning in red, and the terrifying movement further aggravated the confusion of the Cantonese army.

Thousands of frightened soldiers scattered and fled, and despite Fausto's screams to keep them grounded, no one paid any attention to him.

Fausto was in a hurry, grabbed a Cantonese army who looked like an officer, and shouted and gestured for him to restrain his subordinates.

The officer made the second monk confused by the Portuguese language, and he was anxious to flee for his life, but he was stopped by Fausto, and in a hurry, he drew his saber and slashed at the neck of the red-yi, who was not long-eyed.

The interpreter surnamed Song on the side was rushing to help Fausto translate, when he saw him being cut down, and pointed at the officer in shock, "You, you ......"

The person who killed Fausto did not stop doing anything, and simply cut down the interpreter with a backhand, and then lowered his head and got into the chaos of the army.

On the other side, Nunez, who led the team to block the Ming army behind him, finally saw the enemy from a distance, a total of about 700 people, lined up in a dense and narrow strange formation, which made him feel a little relieved.

With his nearly 300 Portuguese mercenaries, plus more than 300 Cantonese saber spearmen covering them, he had full confidence to quickly defeat the Orientals who were close in number.

"These damn artillerymen, why don't they do support fire?" He was complaining to himself when he heard a loud noise behind him, and when he turned around, he saw the skyrocketing fire, which was obviously his own position under attack.

"Steady!" He shouted to the mercenaries, "Keep in formation, don't mess around!" ”

Trying to keep himself calm, he looked up at the enemy's position, which he estimated to be a hundred and eighty paces away......

One hundred and fifty steps......

One hundred and ten steps......

Nunez shouted, "Get your fingers off the trigger!" It's still far away, don't rush to shoot! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a large field of fire suddenly shining in front of him.

The enemy shot? He was overjoyed in his heart, these Orientals really lacked combat qualities, and they were in a hurry to open fire at such a distance, and with the accuracy of arquebuses, it was impossible to hit anyone at a distance of seventy paces.

Shoot as much as you want, he sneered to himself, and when you start to reload your ammunition, my troops will be able to reach the best firing distance, and it only takes two or three rounds of guns to let you know how powerful it is......

But in the next moment, the screams of dying around him instantly drowned out Nunez. He turned his head to look at the mercenary phalanx in horror, and he almost fell to the ground in fright—the shot that had been "impossible to hit anyone" just now had killed nearly thirty percent of the soldiers in his phalanx!

Could it be that there was a problem with his judgment of the distance, he was busy looking at the enemy troops in the distance, yes, at least about one hundred and ten steps, how is this possible?!

Nunez is almost doubting his life - don't say that the distance is so far, even if it is sixty or seventy paces, there are only four hundred musketeers at most among the seven hundred or so people on the opposite side, how can he kill himself close to two hundred people with a single salvo?!

Of course, he didn't know that he was facing more than 600 Dragon Guard infantry who were all equipped with Type 2 Chasseur guns.

The rifled gun's straight and stable trajectory ensures a very high hit rate, in fact, at about 13 steps, Mini bullets can effectively kill.

Zhang Jiayu also considered that this was the first time that the Dragon Guard Army had used a huntsman gun to conduct a long-distance line salvo, so in order to be safe, he waited until the enemy reached a distance of about 110 paces before giving the order to shoot.

It was also because the light was dim at this time, which affected the aiming of the soldiers, otherwise Nunez would have to pay nearly 100 casualties under this salvo.

The battle formation of the entire Portuguese and Cantonese troops suddenly froze, and the casualties far beyond their expectations brought a great sense of unreality, but made them stunned and did not collapse immediately.

But the sound of the salvo of Ming guns on the opposite side immediately woke them up, and the dense bullets flew by, taking the lives of more than 100 people.

"Run!"

"They must have used witchcraft!"

"Those people are devils......"

These Portuguese mercenaries, who were accustomed to seeing life and death and licking blood with knives all year round, were so frightened that they screamed, threw the heavy Spanish muskets in their hands, and scattered in all directions.

On the contrary, the Cantonese army, who was accustomed to running away in the past, stood in a pool of blood and minced meat, their legs were weak, and their minds were blank. It wasn't until the Portuguese ran a few dozen paces away that they reacted and ran after them.

Nunez didn't even stop the mercenaries from escaping, and although he didn't know what the enemy in the distance was doing, the casualties were real.

According to this casualty ratio, all of his men would be slaughtered before they could reach effective range.

However, before the rout could run far, the hussars who had just finished loading the reed wheels had already outflanked them in a group, shouting, "Kneel to avoid death!" ”

The Cantonese soldiers did not hesitate at all, and immediately knelt on the ground as if they had received an order.

It's just a pity that the Portuguese can't understand Chinese, and they still run with their heads down. The hussars sighed helplessly, chased after them, and killed them one by one, either with their guns or with their swords.