Lin Furong, who has become the leader of the Minzhuang, led the Minzhuang to cut down trees. They were told that there was life around them, and only by repairing the earth city and protecting themselves in it could they start to develop the land with peace of mind. Not only can the earth castle resist the living area, but the earth castle on the side of the river can also act as a dam and can withstand floods. Because there is no gate in Tucheng, only a ramp can be reached through a suspension bridge.

The people sweated like rain, and sawed off towering trees with pulling saws. Some of the sawn trees were used to build barracks, arrow towers, watchtowers, wooden fences and livestock sheds, while some of the trees were placed by the river to dry and be used to build fishing boats in the future.

Just as Lin Furong and the others were working hard, suddenly a soldier in charge of vigilance shouted: "Shengfan! ”

Lin Furong, who had been recruited by the Qing court to be a city guard, still moved very quickly, and when he heard the shouting, he immediately lay on the ground and hid behind the pile of wood.

Before the vigilantes could speak, arrows made of animal bones shot out of the dense primeval forest, and they rained down on the people.

"Be careful! Find Hide! Several heavily armored soldiers ran over and shouted for Minzhuang to find concealment.

Still, several people were shot by arrows and fell wounded. One of them was hit by an arrow in the throat, pierced deeply, and looked hopeless.

The soldiers rushed to him and pulled the wounded Minzhuang back.

In the jungle, hordes of Sulu natives screamed "wah-wah" in their mouths, brandished bows and arrows and spears, and slaughtered the people.

"Shoot the arrows!" Wang Xinyu shouted decisively.

Li Rui and eighty of his own soldiers drew their bows and arrows, and a row of sharp feathered arrows was thrown into the air, and then fell heavily, burrowing into the crowd of Sulu native soldiers. Only a scream was heard, and suddenly a dazzling burst of blood sprayed from the crowd of Sulu native soldiers, and the Sulu people who rushed to the front fell one by one.

These Sulu natives had no protection at all, and every arrow that hit them was an arrow into the flesh, and the Sulu natives who were hit by the arrow were either killed or wounded.

"Array! First row forward! The musketeers shouted Gong Xiaoda.

The Ming musketeers moved very quickly, and as soon as they heard the alarm signal from the vigilant soldiers, they were already lined up.

"First row, put!" Gong Xiaoda pointed forward with the small flag in his hand.

The flintlock pistol spewed fire, and a row of projectiles flew towards the crowd of Sulu native soldiers sixty or seventy meters away.

Buckshot drilled into the crowd, ruthlessly tore apart**, drilled into the body, wrangled muscles and internal organs, and squirted out from behind. Only a heart-rending scream was heard, and the Sulu native soldier who had been shot convulsed and fell in a pool of blood.

Eighty of his own soldiers fired a second row of feathered arrows, and another group of Sulu natives fell.

"The first row is back, the second row is up!" Gong Xiaoda yelled.

The second row of musketeers stepped forward, raised their flintlock muskets, and aimed them at the densest crowd of Sulu natives who were rushing towards them.

"Second row, put!"

There was another deafening burst of gunfire, and the Sulu people who rushed towards them fell like peeled onions.

At the same time, the pro-army team released another volley of sharp arrows, overturning a row of Sulus.

The gunners of the sailors had already lit the tiger squat cannon, only to hear a loud "boom", a fireball erupted from the muzzle, and the shotgun formed a killing fan, and a dazzling blood mist rose from the crowd of Sulu native soldiers who had rushed to fifty meters away, and a large number of Sulu people turned into sieves in an instant, and they fell backwards on their backs.

"Third row, put!"

The musketeers fired another volley, and at the same time the archers fired a volley.

The Sulu people also rained arrows at the Ming army, but the arrows made of animal bones hit these heavily armored Ming troops, which was like scratching the itch. The arrows were shot at the Ming soldiers, and they were all bounced off by the iron armor. Some arrows were fired at the front gate, but the Ming soldiers only needed to lower their heads slightly, and the brim of the six-petaled hat on their heads could block the arrows and drop the Sulu arrows to the ground.

The arrows and lead bullets of the Ming army brought fatal injuries to the Sulus.

The Franc gunners of the sailors were also ready, and the two Franc guns were fired in turn.

After the gunner in charge of igniting the Franc machine ignited, the cannon shook and shotgun fired, and a group of Sulu people in front of him fell in a pool of blood. Immediately after that, another gunner hooked out the hot gun, and then stuffed a new gungun into it, and the reload was completed, and with a little fire, another piece of shotgun flew out.

There were also some sailors who came ashore, and although they did not have flintlock muskets in their hands, these sailors also killed and wounded Sulu people in large numbers with their birds and bows and arrows.

"There are too many enemies!" Li Rui shouted anxiously.

Wang Xinyu shouted: "Prepare for the sword soldiers!" ”

The Sulus braved a hail of bullets and bullets, and they fell an unknown number of corpses, and rushed to the pile of wood.

At this moment, Lin Furong, who had been hiding behind the pile of wood, suddenly jumped up and chopped down a Sulu man who had passed by him in a pool of blood with a single axe.

"Lin Furong, come back quickly, danger!" A soldier shouted.

Wang Xinyu roared: "Long knife soldiers, line up, forward!" ”

"Longsword soldier, forward!" The long knife soldier shouted at the general Zhang Wei.

A hundred heavily armored infantrymen armed with broadswords more than a foot long and marched in orderly steps towards the Sulu people who rushed forward.

"Kill!" Zhang Wei roared.

Rows of long knives turned into spears and stabbed forward, crashing into the Sulu people in the formation of the long knives, leaving two more bloody holes in their bodies.

The long knife stabbed into the **, and then pulled it out, and the blood splattered several meters away.

"Kill!" The long knife is in the direction, and the flesh is flying.

Occasionally, the spears of the Sulu people pierced the long-handled soldiers, but the spears made of stone could not pierce the iron armor.

"Short knife soldiers, attack!" Wang Xinyu roared.

Wu Pigsan pulled out his sharp katana and pointed forward: "Short sword soldier, forward!" ”

"Musketeers, free fire! Always ready for hand-to-hand combat! Gong Xiaoda drew his sword and pointed at the Sulu people.

The Sulu soldiers had already rushed in front of them, and the sailors' soldiers had thrown away their bows and arrows and birds, drew their swords, plate axes, or picked up spears and harpoons, and shouted at the Sulus.

At this time, Lin Furong had already cut down three Sulu native soldiers in a row, but he was also stabbed in the leg by a native soldier with a stone spear, and he immediately bled profusely. Lin Furong endured the severe pain, grabbed the wooden handle of the spear with one hand, pulled it hard, and pulled the native soldier in front of him, and then cut off the head of the native soldier with an axe. But another Sulu native came up from the side, aimed his spear at Lin Furong's neck and stabbed it fiercely.

Seeing that the spear was about to stab Lin Furong, a flintlock gunner more than ten meters away decisively shot and killed the Sulu soldier.

"Quick! The skirmishers will take back the people first, and then we will line up! Wang Xinyu shouted.

Li Rui pulled out his steel knife and pointed in the direction of the Sulu people: "Brothers, go up!" ”

All the soldiers put their bows and arrows on their backs, drew their steel swords, jumped on their horses, and shouted at the Sulu natives.

Eighty iron horsemen rushed into the crowd of Sulu people, and with the help of their swords, they moved over, and the head of a Sulu soldier flew into the sky.

The speed of the iron cavalry was quickly raised, and eighty horsemen rushed back and forth in the Sulu crowd, slashing horses with knives and horses' hooves, killing flesh and blood alleys in the crowd of Sulus.

At the same time, the flintlock musketeers also carried their muskets on their backs, drew their swords, and engaged in a fierce battle with the Sulu natives who had already appeared in front of them.

The officers and soldiers of the naval division in wooden armor rushed to the Minzhuang who had not had time to retreat, and while slashing and killing the Sulu native soldiers who surrounded them from all directions, they covered the retreat of Minzhuang.

Seeing that the people were all rescued, Wang Xinyu shouted: "The sword soldiers are lined up!" Musketeers in line! ”

A soldier standing beside him waved a large flag and commanded the various arms to line up.

Originally, only the longsword soldiers lined up, and the short knife soldiers and musketeers had already dispersed in formation. Seeing the order of the banner, the shortsword men quickly assembled, blocked in front of the musketeers, and covered the retreat of the musketeers. The swordsmen also rushed forward, fighting their way through the Sulu crowd, forming a formation with the swordsmen and musketeers.

Each of these soldiers, who had been trained by the methods of later generations, was indeed an elite, and was able to quickly regroup after the formation was dispersed.

However, the officers and men of the Navy Division did not have such a fast speed, they only had time to cover the retreat of the people, and each officer and soldier of the Navy Division fought separately and fought hard. Although they were only wearing wooden armor, the Sulu stone spears could not pierce the wooden armor.

The formation was re-formed, and the officers and men of the naval division surrounded Minzhuang in the middle, with their swords and guns pointing outward. And some of the people have already put on paper armor, picked up weapons, and joined the line.

The pro-soldiers rode back and forth on horseback, constantly scattering the Sulu native soldiers.

Short-sworders, long-swordsmen, and musketeers formed in a neat formation and fought head-on into the crowd of Sulu natives. The short knife hand in front swings the short knife and slashes back and forth. The long knife hand in the back is like a razor, plowing a bloody path between the Sulus. The musketeers fought on both sides of the column, shooting the surrounding Sulu natives from time to time.

The pro-army team rode their horses and rushed back and forth five times, killing the Sulu people who rushed to the front of the officers and soldiers of the sailors, and then dismounted and threw them with bows and arrows. The officers and men of these sailors also took up bows and arrows and birds, and the gunners reloaded their guns and opened heavy fire into the distant woods.

Wang Xinyu looked at the Sulu people who kept coming out of the woods, and gasped: "Good guy! It's a lot! It looks like it's tens of thousands of people! ”

However, the Ming army had only 380 people in the marine battalion, 200 sailors who went ashore, and about 800 people who could fight, so they had to face more than ten times the enemy.

At this moment, someone from the sailors who stayed on the boat shouted: "Shengban! They came down from upstream! Lots of canoes! ”

Wu Haodong yelled: "Fight! Bombard them with shelling! ”

The Tiger Squat Cannons, Bowl Guns, and Small Franc Cannons on the small boats roared one after another, and the Sulu flesh and blood flew down the river. The shotgun swept over the canoe, and a large number of Sulus screamed and fell into the river, where the clear water was stained red.

It was also when Yanping Port was attacked by the Sulu people, and the Ming warfleet anchored at the mouth of the sea was also attacked by a large group of Sulu canoe fleets.

Lin Rui, who stayed in the fleet, found that the canoes were densely packed in the surrounding small rivers, and immediately ordered the fleet to pull the anchor.

Canoes full of Sulu soldiers rushed over, and the Ming warships that had not yet accelerated, muskets and artillery spewed out puffs of white smoke, and the Sulu canoes were sunk one after another, and they were beaten to pieces, and none of the canoes could get close to the Ming ships.

The speed of the Ming warship had already increased, and Lin Rui commanded the big ship and rushed directly towards the Sulu canoes, knocking those canoes over, breaking them in two, and sweeping to the bottom of the boat.

The water at the junction of the river and the sea was full of the heads of Sulu native soldiers, floating and sinking in the water, struggling desperately. There were also some Sulu people who were good at the water and tried to grab the big ship and try to climb it, but the seaweed was so smooth that they didn't have any tools, so they didn't even want to climb up.

Wang Xinyu is not worried about Lin Rui and them at the mouth of the river, because the Sulu people have no way to deal with these big ships, and they are not worried about the land, because as long as there is a sailor and land battalion on the land, the Sulu people will not be able to gnaw down, and they will have to break their teeth. What he was worried about was Wu Haodong's small fleet.

Once the Sulu people approached their boat, it would be difficult for the officers and men of the Sailor Division, who were weak in strength, to resist such a large number of Sulus.