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Chapter 20 Mingcheng (3)

The weapons of the Chinese soldiers were too poor. Perhaps the Spanish were afraid that these local indigenous people would jeopardize their rule, so they deliberately reduced the military preparations of the Luzon natives.

But what they would not have thought was that it was precisely because of this that the foreign soldiers outside the city immediately became the targets of the Ming army's slaughter.

The Ming army on the city wall shot arrows and fired, while the foreign soldiers under the city ran away.

Due to the blockade of the fire, the Ming army no longer had to be afraid of the attack of the foreign soldiers.

Fearing the bloodthirsty personal soldiers under Bolu, these veteran soldiers did not dare to run back.

For a time, the entire battlefield became the one-sided shooting field of the Ming army.

"Did you see that child?"

"Whoever shoots him to death will be rewarded with 3 taels of silver." A co-master shouted to his soldiers below his finger.

Several good men quickly set up bows and shot arrows in succession.

The son screamed,

The right knee of the right leg was shot directly by the arrow.

The right leg was in pain, and holding the vine shield in his hand couldn't help but tilt downwards. It was just this breath.

Two arrows hit his eyes directly, and the huge inertia caused the foreign soldiers to fall backwards and die of pain.

"good!"

The Ming soldiers present applauded.

Never fought such a smooth battle in my life.

This made the Ming army present shoot down the city with a bow and desperately shooting.

Even the honest Zhu Honghuan is eager to try it out at this moment.

He personally picked up a Lumi gun and aimed at a Shengfan with one shot.

A few dozen steps away, a Shengfan was shocked all over and felt a pain in his throat, as if something hit his neck.

When he touched it with his hand, bloody blood filled his fingertips. Before he could figure it out, he fell down.

"The Ming King is mighty,"

"The Ming King's Shooting!"

Seeing that Zhu Honghuan picked up the musket and shot it,

The Ming generals nearby shouted immediately,

Although most of the people present did not see clearly and did not hit the target, after all, God knew the arrow he shot out on such a chaotic battlefield, what did the lead bullet hit?

But the one who shot the Ming Dynasty,

Then no matter whether you see it or not, or if you hit it, the Ming King will shoot!

General Bolu looked at the scenes that happened on the battlefield with a blue face, especially the sudden sound of cheers on the city wall, which made him even more angry.

Is this the Han people my grandfather talked about with me when I was a child?

A question suddenly flashed in his heart.

Although it only flashed by, it made him sweat...

The loud sound of cannons made his troops frightened.

Even the fierce horse under his crotch was trembling and roaring.

In this kind of offensive, the prospers finally collapsed.

Fear on the battlefield will gradually accumulate.

The fear of the Ming army far exceeded that of the Bolu personal soldiers.

The surviving soldiers didn't bother to attack the city, and threw down their weapons and rushed back.

"Don't retreat, go back." A personal soldier roared, and the bright big sword wheel kept waving in his hands, trying to stop his subordinates from escaping.

Suddenly, a scrambled into his chest accurately, and the light vine armor blocked the arrow. The personal soldier had not yet come back to his senses.

A cold light flashed by, and the soldier's eyes went dark before he understood what was going on and fell into the mud.

A Bangbang man didn't say anything, holding a scimitar and slashed, and the tragic personal soldier fell to the ground before he could react.

The bright red blood splashed Lao Gao.

The fear of death finally made these soldiers desperate.

Even if Bo Luchen voluntarily scolds the defeated soldiers, it will be useless.

In the end, he was careless.

I thought the Han people were sheep and could be killed by him.

But who would have thought that the Ming arms in front of him would be so fierce, and hundreds of tribe warriors fell under the firearms of these aliens?

Bo Lu roared, his two blood-red eyes staring at Mingcheng.

How good would it be if the Ming army in the city fights with oneself? As a warrior, he should face the battle head-on rather than hiding on the city tower and firing hidden arrows.

He grabbed the Spanish township chief next to him and said with a ferocious face: "Tell Gil'an, let him send troops to support him as soon as possible, otherwise he won't use it anymore, just go back to Manila."

It's time to say this, it's really unreasonable to not do anything.

The Spanish town chief was not vague and nodded quickly when he was about to go to find Angel.

A shell landed beside Bolu's mount.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, flesh and blood flew everywhere and thick smoke rolled.

This scared the Bolu's personal soldiers silly. After a while, someone realized it.

The Bolu's personal soldiers rushed up quickly,

I saw Bolu's mount lying horizontally, pressing a person under the mount, which was undoubtedly Bolu.

And the Spanish town chief had been blown up long ago.

Bolu's personal soldiers lifted the mount pressing on Bolu, dragging Bolu out with blood all over his body.

Bo Lu, who survived the disaster, was covered in white smoke and his mouth was trembling.

I am not a fool either. The Ming army artillery was bombing there, but I just came to get there.

I am obviously far from the Ming army artillery range, more than a mile away.

According to common sense, how could it be so accurate? Moreover, the cannon is too powerful.

If I hadn't just pulled the Spanish village chief to block him for a while, I guess I would be the one who was split into pieces now.

The foreign soldiers were also frightened by the cannon.

The sound of the cannon was like thunder rolling in the sky, from far to near, rolling in.

As soon as the shell landed, thick smoke suddenly rose everywhere, and more than ten people around were sank into the thick smoke and disappeared.

When the smoke was gone, a big pit appeared on the mud.

These veteran soldiers naturally would not know that in addition to the Folang machine cannon, the Ming army guarding the city wall also prepared two red cannons.

These two red cannons were dismantled from the Fu Ship, which destroyed a lot of the Ming army's manpower.

This is just used to fight against the original anime.

"put!"

"Blow me hard." General Huang Liang gave the order,

Two red cannons trembled suddenly, and rolling black smoke suddenly rose.

Two balls of black smoke rose in an instant, a mile away.

The shells hit the Shengfan soldiers, and for a moment, the bones were broken and blood was splattered everywhere.

The Folang machine cannon on the side was not to be outdone and fired the shell continuously.

The soldiers under the city had already died and injured.

More soldiers of the world had already fled far away, exceeding the range of muskets and bows.

Suddenly,

With a loud bang, the iron-cast cannon trembled all over, and a huge explosion swept across the entire East Gate wall.

The rolling smoke covered the city tower, and the huge impact force made Liu Yu fall to the ground.

"What's going on?"

Blood was dripping beside his ears, and a buzzing sound in his head.

The personal soldiers on the side hurriedly helped him up.

The Ming army around was in panic,

Screams, cannon sounds are not determined by ears.

Finally waited for the black smoke to dissipate,

Liu Yu looked closely and saw that there was only a pile of scrap iron and minced meat left on the Red Barbarian Cannon's cannon position before.
Chapter completed!
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