The natives began their second attack today, but compared to the previous aggressive momentum, this time the natives seemed cautious. Especially those who fought in front of them, they all held door panels in their hands to cover their bodies, or carried bundles of banana leaves, and branches and thatch were hidden behind their companions in front, and moved forward slowly.

Seeing this scene, Zhazha frowned immediately. It would be impossible to drag it forward like this. He immediately shouted at the front. Several small leaders under Zhazha immediately understood the spirit of the leader, scolded and kicked the hesitant natives, and asked them to hurry up, but he stopped tactfully in the muddy area.

The natives in front stopped at the same time when they were about to enter the mud, and then threw the bundles of banana leaves, branches and thatch in front, and then caught fire on their butts. They turned around and flew back as ten times the speed, for fear that they would get bullets flying from the opposite side if they stopped.

Because of this, most of the things that were thrown down did not fall into the mud, and many were scattered in places that were less than the mud. This made the little leaders even more angry. They immediately blushed and shouted loudly. Several of them even took out sharp knives and threatened them. If anyone else threw the wrong direction, let him taste the smell of the blade.

The situation was a little better. The fear of the blade in the leader's hand made the natives take a little serious, but the effect was still limited. However, seeing the natives busying back and forth like moving ants, Bao Derong on the manor immediately frowned.

The local people's efficiency is not high, but the efficiency is not high, which means there is no effect. At least the local people have come up with a way to deal with muddy land. Even if they move inch by inch, the muddy land of a hundred meters will eventually be filled by the local people.

By then, the obstacles that block the other party will no longer exist, and the natives can directly cross that area at the fastest speed, thus directly colliding with the defensive forces on the side of the manor.

Although the soldiers on their side have been reborn after two battles, and the weapons they have given them are much better than those of the natives, and compared with the short natives, the Chinese have better figures and strength than the other party, and fighting each other is no problem, forming a formation to deal with two or three times the natives.

But you should know that the defensive power on the manor is limited after all. The people on the front line and the reserve team in Bao Derong's hands are only more than 1,500 at most. In front of them, there are nearly ten times more natives. Facing the natives who are coming like a tide, Bao Derong has no confidence in stopping the other party.

No! You can't let the other party continue like this anymore.

Seeing that the natives had covered nearly ten meters of muddy land and continued to move forward, Bao Derong made a decision in his heart. He immediately ordered the fire on the other party and stopped the other party no matter what.

After the order was issued, the musketeers began to shoot in the direction of the natives under the command of the officers. As the gunshots, the natives on the opposite side were shocked. But then they were surprised to find that this time they did not suffer too many casualties.

Because the distance was far away, the natives were still carefully blocking it with wooden boards. In addition, the natives who had suffered were particularly careful. A row of guns shot, there were only three natives who were hit, and only one person was killed on the spot. The other two were shot only on their limbs. Although they cried in pain and called their parents, they did not lose their lives after all. They were taken back by their companions and fled back in a hurry. Then other natives made up for the absence.

Seeing this scene, the commander on the manor suddenly looked a little ugly, but he was still performing his duties and loudly ordered the musketeers to hurry up and load them, and at the same time ordered the archers to shoot.

As before, the archers who had already prepared a lot pulled the bow in their hands. With a light sound, the arrows flew out and headed towards the direction of the natives. Unfortunately, similar to the previous musket shooting, the power of the archers' shooting this time was not effective. Most of the arrows were blocked by the wooden boards held by the natives, and some of them were shot in the air, and only a few were shot.

Seeing this result, the natives who were terrified before were ecstatic. The weak attack on the manor allowed them to see hope for victory. The morale of the natives began to recover, and the leaders were promising that as long as they attacked the manor, the leader of the Zhazha would give them the first batch of plunder privileges.

Driven by huge interests, these natives were so excited that their eyes turned red. They were energetic for a moment, and their movements became much more flexible. Some brave natives even ran two more steps forward with the falling arrows, and then threw the east and west in their hands into the muddy direction, further causing the area to shrink continuously at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Compared with the situation on the natives, the atmosphere on the manor is solemn. Although the muskets and bows are constantly shooting, the effect is not as good as before. In addition, the natives continue to extend forward, the situation begins to become more critical. If the other party can no longer be blocked, the consequences can be imagined.

"Go on the rocket!" The command officer finally issued an order to shoot the rocket, and the archers immediately replaced the arrows in their hands. Compared with ordinary arrows, the so-called rocket was just a stick of arrows tightly wrapped in cotton cloth on the arrow head. The specially treated cotton cloth of the arrow head was soaked in tung oil, ignited before launching, and then shot towards the target.

The Chinese have used rockets for thousands of years. As early as when bows and arrows were invented and applied on the battlefield, the Chinese used rockets to deal with special situations. Fire attack is also a common way of war and is used more frequently in the history of Chinese wars.

The fire burning of Red Cliffs, fire burning of Bowangpo, etc., among which the rockets are inseparable from the use of them. Moreover, when burning down enemy baggage, carrying out sneak attacks, siege camps, rockets are even more indispensable.

Rockets were shot out, and the arrows flashing with fire fell from the sky like meteors and flew directly into the natives opposite.

Faced with the sudden rocket, the natives who had just recovered their confidence suddenly seemed a little panicked. When the rocket fell on them, some rockets instantly lit the wooden boards in their hands with the help of tung oil, and even lit the banana leaves, branches and thatch they had thrown, and then rolled up black smoke suddenly rose.

Before the natives could react, the red flames in the black smoke suddenly rose up. The scorching fire scared the natives so much that they threw down their things, turned around and ran back in a mess.
Chapter completed!