The Spaniards had reached a distance of fifty steps, which allowed the Spaniards' musket to be exerted to the extreme.

The well-trained Spanish soldiers had muskets one after another, and the guns and bullets were hitting the defense line like raindrops. Bao Derong and his subordinates gritted their teeth and insisted on counterattacking, but the effect of the counterattack became weaker and weaker. Every moment, the soldiers and even officers on their own were knocked down, and the front was wailing and in danger.

Even at this time, deserters appeared. After all, these soldiers were ordinary people who had not been strictly trained. Faced with such a powerful blow, the morale he had just raised had been exhausted. Seeing his companions falling down one by one, either struggling and crying in a pool of blood, or dying directly, even if the undead had only stared at their eyes that had gradually lost their expression, opened their mouths and spitting blood, but they could not say a word.

Faced with this situation, the soldier with some psychological fragility collapsed in his heart. He screamed and threw down his weapon and turned around and ran away. At this time, in order to prevent the soldiers from escaping, Bao Derong rushed over and slashed at the head of the escaped soldier without hesitation. With a scream, the soldier was hacked to death on the ground on the spot.

After wiping a handful of blood splashed on his face, the supervising officer shouted: "You must not retreat, those who retreat will die! They will all die. Brothers, instead of dying like this, it is better to fight the death of these red-haired ghosts, even if they die, they will be a man!"

"Brothers, who has never died since ancient times? Death is death! Eighteen years later, he is another hero! Everyone will fight to the end with me, and for the sake of the elders and brothers and families behind me, they will not give in!" Bao Derong had already taken off his coat, half of his body naked, holding a big knife in one hand and a short musket in the other, shouting with a ferocious face.

As soon as he finished speaking, the officers beside him took off their coats at the same time, and turned naked like Bao Derong. They gritted their teeth, and showed determination and determination in their faces.

With Bao Derong and the officers leading by example, the morale of the soldiers was slightly stabilized, but they still could not change the situation of being forced to be beaten step by step by step by step by step.

Seeing that his casualties were getting worse, the Spaniards simply stopped moving forward and kept shooting at them from a distance of 40 to 50 meters. If this continues, it will not take long for the Spaniards to be eliminated step by step even if they do not collapse. Thinking of this, Bao Derong said to himself that it is time to sacrifice his life for the country and die on the battlefield. Instead of waiting for death, it is better to let go of the last try, kill one to make a profit, kill two to earn one, and even if he dies, he will take away a few bastards.

Making up his mind, Bao Derong shouted loudly and greeted the people around him to prepare for counterattack against the opponent's muskets. Everyone also understood that the last moment was coming, but the officers were all fearless and even showed expectations. Then the soldiers who supported him to the present also followed their commanders to make a silent counterattack. When Bao Derong gave the order, he took the lead and rushed out, and waved the big knife in his hand forward: "Run! Kill!"

"Run! Kill!"

A shout of killing suddenly sounded, and one person after another kept jumping out from behind the front. The deafening shouts surprised the Spaniards, and even panicked for a few seconds. For a moment, the gunshots actually stopped for a short time.

Taking the right time, Bao Derong rushed towards the opposite side quickly. He tried to take this opportunity to rush to the opponent in one breath, and then fight against the Spanish in close combat.

The distance between the two sides was not far, only forty or fifty meters away from the nearest Spanish soldiers. If they ran desperately, it would only take more than ten seconds. However, in just ten seconds, it was not so easy to get there. The well-trained Spanish soldiers quickly resumed their shooting after a brief loss of consciousness. When a gunshot was heard, dozens of people fell down on Bao Derong instantly. Even Bao Derong felt a sudden numbness in his left arm, and the short musket in his hand flew out.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Bao Derong knew that he had been shot, but at this time he could not care about anything else? He had red eyes, stared at the Spaniard, held the big knife in his right hand, and screamed in anger.

"Kill!... Kill!"

There are always 3,500 defenses on the manor. The casualties in the battle with the natives before were extremely small, so there were still more than 3,400 troops before the official war with the Spaniards.

After the war started, the Spaniards kept pressing against Bao Derong to fight, resulting in heavy casualties on the defense line. However, the people who rushed out with Bao Derong still had more than 2,000 troops, which was almost twice the number of Spaniards who were only over 1,000.

Although the Spaniards have always taken the initiative since the war started, Bao Derong's tenacious counterattack also brought casualties to the Spaniards. Although the number of casualties is not large, only that Spain has brought less than 20% of the casualties to the manor, the casualties are still casualties, which also caused the Spaniards to suffer losses.

Now, the manor was obviously the last desperate attempt. Colonel Martinez, as the commander, knew this. He had rich combat experience and immediately conveyed a new order. The entire column of square formation began to retreat slowly alternately and keep shooting continuously.

He did not want to use the flesh and blood of his soldiers to collide with the enemy. Although the spearmen in the Spanish phalanx could protect the musketeers and had extremely strong attack power at the same time, the Chinese resistance army, which had reached the last moment, was obviously at the end of the force and did not need to do these meaningless losses at all.

His troops only need to retreat a little, keep a certain distance from the opponent, and then continue to shoot with normal tactics. It is like a boxer. When the opponent punches hard, he dodges a punch that accumulates the opponent's strength with clever and flexible steps, then retracts the previous fist and then hits violently at the point of dealing with the weakness, so that the opponent can be completely defeated and thus win.

It has to be said that Colonel Martinez is an excellent commander, and his soldiers are also elite soldiers. The entire phalanx retreated slowly in an orderly manner, but it always kept a distance from the Chinese soldiers rushing in. At the same time, the shooting of one row after another did not stop. Each shot would take away the lives of dozens of Chinese soldiers, watching one soldier fall down next to him, and some were even officers from his own office.

These people have been with Bao Derong for many days. Although some of them cannot name their names, their faces are familiar. At present, they are lying on the battlefield and die like this before they are killed. Bao Derong's heart is like a knife, and his eyes cannot help but burst into tears, but he has not stopped his steps and still rushing forward.

With a bang, Bao Derong felt his legs become weak, and he couldn't help but rush forward, and a scream came from behind him.

"Kill! Kill!" Bao Derong ignored where he was shot, and raised his right hand with all his strength and pointed forward.

Seeing that Bao Derong was not dead, the soldiers who were following him were immediately overjoyed and hurriedly surrounded him and tried to lift him back.

"Let me go, don't worry about me, kill! Kill these red-haired ghosts!" Bao Derong struggled to throw him to pull his soldiers and shouted loudly.

But at this time, the Spanish phalanx had retreated another twenty meters away. At this position, Colonel Martinez issued an order to stop retreating and continued to fire. On Bao Derong, more than a hundred people had fallen down in less than a minute, and there were constant charge soldiers who were constantly knocked down. Seeing this scene, Bao Derong closed his eyes in pain. He knew that the defeat was decided and he was powerless to turn the situation back.

"Is it over like this?" Bao Derong only felt the strength in his body flowing out of his body, and a burst of severe pain came from the wound.

He was unwilling to give up and supported him for so long, but failed at a critical moment. Without them, what would happen to the compatriots in the manor behind him? Can they be rescued? Ming Dynasty! My Ming Dynasty! Where is our army now? Do you know that the compatriots have reached the last moment and are waiting for you to rescue!

Due to blood loss, Bao Derong's consciousness began to gradually blur. Just as he felt his eyelids getting heavier and he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly seemed to hear a sound of gunfire, and at the same time there was a messy noise.

The source of the gunshot seemed not to be ahead, but to his left, while the direction of the noise was the Spanish in the front.

Bao Derong was a little uncertain whether what he heard was true. Did the reinforcements arrive? He tried hard to open his eyes and looked forward. When he saw the Spanish phalanx in front of him was in chaos, the Spanish musketeers who were still in an orderly manner showed a look of horror at the moment, and the Spanish officers who were in command were constantly shouting.

"Here are you here! Reinforcements are coming?" Bao Derong gritted his teeth and continued to look to the left. That's right! It was indeed the reinforcements. Just in the jungle on the left, two rows of troops wearing Ming uniforms suddenly appeared. The troops lined up into long gun arrays, raising the muskets in their hands and firing at the right wing of the Spanish phalanx.

At the same time, nearly ten Flang machine cannons were on the left and right of the array. The gunner skillfully put the cannon sound on the ground, then stuffed it into the sub-gun and fired directly. After one shot, he replaced it with a new sub-gun at a rapid speed. For a time, these nearly ten Flang machine cannons actually fired a salvo effect like musketeers, and immediately defeated the right wing of the Spanish phalanx.

"Brothers! Reinforcements are here, kill them! Kill them!" Bao Derong was overjoyed and shouted with all his last strength.
Chapter completed!