The terrain here is flat, and occasionally the hillsides are very gentle. However, there are a lot of water networks and there are a large number of rice fields and shrubs nearby. For the army, the terrain is not conducive to large-scale marches.

The Ming army's multi-column column came from a small path between rice fields one after another, and stopped moving forward less than two hundred steps away from the enemy's formation. The general ordered each team to organize the square formation in a horizontal line. The soldiers kept queuing and gradually formed a flat square formation. Only when the cross-section was wide enough, they would not be surrounded by the enemy's infantry.

The flags floated among the teams, mostly with Chinese characters written on numbers. After a while, a sun and moon group with a blue background and yellow dragon flag moved over.

Then a serious and thin middle-aged general walked to the front of the military formation by pressing the hilt of the knife. The generals in the queue clasped their fists and said, "Commander Lin." This person was Lin Zixuan, one of the commanders of the navy. Perhaps the food at sea was not very good and he often ate cold food. There were few fat people in the navy's generals.

Lin Zixuan kept nodding and responding to the generals' greetings. He watched for a while in front of him. There was still a faint wet mist in the air, but the terrain between the two armies was clear at a glance.

The terrain between the two sides was not easy to walk, with wastelands with rocks and weeds and dry fields. The most important thing was that the two paddy fields divided the open land. Lin Zixuan summoned the hundreds of households and arranged for a while, and then ordered to move forward immediately.

After a while, a flute was blown from the military formation. Amid the light military music, the shouts of generals came from everywhere: "Go in step!"

The teams began to line up in the horizontal blow, and the team soon became less neat. Because some people had to climb up the ridges of dry fields, it was difficult to maintain a horizontal and vertical formation when walking through the rocks. However, the soldiers generally still advanced in a queue.

When people arrived between the two rice fields, the hundreds of households in the middle stopped and the soldiers stood there. The square formations on both sides walked from both sides toward the dry land in the middle. Only when the square formations on both wings passed by the hundreds of households in the middle followed.

Gradually, the Ming Dynasty's official army approached 100 steps and had entered the range of the enemy's infantry bows. The expressions on the faces of the soldiers gradually became nervous.

The thin mist drifted in the air. Apart from the sound of blowing horizontally, the noise of the enemy troops in the distance was vaguely heard. The Ming soldiers didn't say anything and kept moving forward at their speed.

Most of the people were still very tired on their faces. The troops of Commander Lin were not the troops stationed by Zhu Zhen on the land, but the navy soldiers. They had been wandering on the sea for many days. They had just fought in Saigon Bay yesterday and only got off the warship today.

"Papapapapa..." The sound of strings came from a distance, and dark shadows in the air were dotted, and the arrows of the real La people flew over. The arrows were crackling on the wooden shields of the Ming army's guns and shield soldiers in the front row, and there was a crisp sound of metal hitting in the crowd. Some soldiers were caught in the helmets and armor. From time to time, people fell to the ground with screams of pain.

But the Ming army was still advancing, and the generals did not order a counterattack.

People passed through the mist in the rain of arrows, as if they were walking a pioneering road full of thorns. Some sacrificed their lives, and some shouted in pain, but the overall progress of the Ming government army did not stop or hesitate, and their firm momentum was unstoppable.

After the second round of the enemy's bows and arrows were intensively thrown and shot, the front of the Ming army finally walked through two rice fields, and they began to separate to the two wings. The gun and shield soldiers in the front row held their shields towards the enemy formation, blocking the side of their bodies.

Because the Ming army did not fight back at all, the Zhenla army did not charge, and the archery formation in front still carried out unilateral shooting on the Ming army formation. Ming soldiers were constantly injured and left in place.

At this time, the Ming army soldiers looked both dull and stupid, constantly being shot by bows and arrows, but without any response. The brisk horizontal singing songs in the military formation seemed particularly funny. However, the queue was not at all chaotic, and the military discipline was extremely strict. This scene might have shocked the enemy.

The hundreds of families had completed the formation adjustment step by step, and continued to advance towards the Zhenla people with a flat square formation. Within fifty steps, the Ming army still did not stop. The Zhenla people's archers began to aim at the Ming army's flat-fire, shooting at close range, and the arrows were nailed into the wooden shield, and sometimes the gun shield heavy infantry were injured.

The Zhenla Army archers shot happily, as if they were shooting a living target.

When it was only about twenty or thirty steps closer, the Ming generals shouted and the horizontal blow came to an abrupt end. Two soldiers with waist drums waved the drumsticks and quickly knocked on them "dong dong dong..."

As the hundreds of households shouted, the guns and shield soldiers in the front row of each team squatted to the ground, and the infantry holding muskets raised their firearms behind them. People could already see the dark faces of the real wax men on the opposite side, and even the confused and surprised expressions on the faces of those people, could clearly see them.

The hundreds of households in each team raised the goose-ling sword, pointed to the direction of the attack, and shouted: "Let it go!" The bright flames shone, and the muzzle "bang bang bang bang..." exploded densely, and the smoke flew over.

At such a close distance, the enemy army had a deep military formation, and the lead bullets were almost shot. The Zhenla soldiers who were shooting happily before suddenly screamed and fell to the ground. Some of them were hit by several shots in a row, and their bodies twitched. The Zhenla soldiers were in casualties like harvested rice.

A round of volleys was like a killing skill. The enemy's bow and arrow formation was already in an uproar, and many people ran away with their bows and arrows. The gentle slope opposite was full of noise, and it was like a blowout.

The official army had already changed teams, and the dense guns of the second row of volleys quickly rang out again. Many fleeing enemy soldiers were shot in the back and fell on the slope. The military formations everywhere there were scattered, and the crowd fled, and the hillside was filled with people.

After the three strikes of the Ming army's front team, they were originally planning to advance again. But what surprised Lin Zixuan and others happened at this time.

The Zhenla army did not retreat. After the bow and arrow formation dispersed, the elephant soldiers behind them did not retreat but advanced, and brought a large number of infantry to counterattack!

The enemy troops were very chaotic, and after ordinary troops launched a large formation, it was indeed difficult to maintain their formation during the attack. However, each enemy team gathered in one place and came up together to kill the generals.

Lin Zixuan ordered a change of teams. The Baihu team in front retreated, and the Baihu teams spread horizontally behind went up. The soldiers who fired the muskets were busy reloading as soon as they stood. They were now using a scattered strip to clean the gun barrels to ensure that there was no remaining sparks. The military formation was busy, and countless arms were waving back and forth.

The elephant soldiers wearing hard-clad armor advanced with heavy steps, and the soldiers on their backs held long weapons. The elephant's nose was swinging back and forth in the air. The large group of infantry behind them were holding various weapons and shouting loudly. The shouts on the hillside were deafening, as if they resounded through the mountains and forests on the earth.

At this moment, some strong men in the Ming army walked to the front of the formation from the gap between the team. With the order of the general, everyone picked up short torches, lit the leads, and then rushed forward to throw the pig iron thunder in their right hand out.

"Boom! Boom boom boom..." A huge explosion sounded, and the pig iron thunder ignited on the ground flashed with flames, and gunpowder filled with smoke, and countless iron pieces flew everywhere.

The deafening explosions and dazzling fires scared the elephants panic and yelled. The elephants all turned their heads and ran away, and rushed backwards like crazy into the infantry crowd of the Zhenla Army.

The huge animal, which was usually docile, was completely desperate at this time and rushed around the crowd. The situation of the Zhenla military crowd was simply terrible, and they were running around, screaming in chaos.

The various hundred-house teams of the second formation of the Ming army used the Chunhan Light Gun as they were used to maintain firepower with three-stage strikes, and launched close-range shootings on the Zhenla infantry. At this time, it was adding fuel to the fire.

The Zhenla soldiers were like a large group of ducks drifting with the flow. They first rushed forward, and then fled to the hillside together.
Chapter completed!