The heavy bombardment, the flintlock guns were fired, and the bayonets were chased. The simple and rough tactics caused the Burmese army to suffer consecutive defeats and retreat in panic.

In fact, weapons and equipment are only one aspect, and the high fighting spirit of the Ming army soldiers is the key to victory.

In the emperor's opinion, even if the weapons are of the same level as the Burmese army, the Ming army that regained its roots and eliminated the accumulated problems would be invincible.

The example is not far away. When fighting with Jiannu in Liaodong, was the Ming army not advanced? The decadent spirit and will and the accumulated problems in the army are the reasons for repeated defeats.

There were also living facts in my previous life: Xiaomi and rifles defeated automated weapons by relying on combat will and heroic spirit.

The battlefield was in chaos, and the chaos was naturally the Burmese army.

In Mandalay, the last line of defense north of Awa City, the Burmese gathered tens of thousands of troops and hundreds of war elephants, hoping to defeat the Ming army's unstoppable offensive.

At the beginning of the battle, the Burmese army wanted to attack quickly, which made the Ming army's artillery not have time to be deployed. But what came towards us was the fierce bombardment of hundreds of rockets, exploding and burning among the Burmese soldiers and war elephants.

The war elephant is very powerful and it is difficult to be blocked from the front with the impact of weight. If the war horse is an ancient tank, then the war elephant is the tiger-like style among the tanks.

But the war elephant also has weaknesses, fearing fire and smoke, and goes crazy after being injured, and trampling without distinguishing between enemies, making it difficult to control.

During the Yuan Dynasty's conquest of Myanmar, the Yuan army concentrated on bows and arrows to shoot war elephants, which also caused the same result.

It can be said that the war elephant is a double-edged sword, and for both the enemy and us, the lethality is basically the same.

"Wansheng, Ming Dynasty!"

"Ming Dynasty, thousands of victories!"

Xu Hongyu pulled out his waist knife, raised his head high, and swung the flag with it. The Ming soldiers shouted excitedly.

Reveling the fighting spirit in his heart, the Ming soldiers aimed at the gun, staring at the Burmese army rushing forward, and the uninjured and frightened war elephants.

The Burmese army was already in chaos, and the ones in front were still rushing, while those covered by rockets were hit by frightened and injured war elephants that were unable to form formation.

Such an attack was actually declared a failure at the beginning.

The sound of war drums roared, followed by the roar of the light Fran machine cannon in front of the formation. White smoke rose and countless lead bullets shot out.

The war elephant under Hana's seat let out a miserable hiss and pounced down with the inertia of running. Several Burmese soldiers fell down the war elephant in a panic, and Hana also fell down, making him dizzy.

Hana saw his beloved mount screaming on the ground, like blood flowing on his face, and one eye had turned into a blood hole.

Another scattered flesh and blood splattered, right next to Hana, the Burmese soldier who had just gotten up exploded with his head like a rotten watermelon.

Hana's face and neck were filled with warm feeling, which scared him to hold his head and lie on the ground, and never dared to get up again. He was surrounded by people, screaming and screaming, as if he was in hell.

After finishing the five sub-nests as fast as possible, the roar of the Franca machine cannon finally stopped.

The loud trumpet sounded, and the Ming army's muskets began to roar again. First, they bombarded the remaining battle elephants, as if they were storming the battle formations.

The power of the heavy musket is irresistible even if it is a thick-skinned war elephant.

Accompanied by the fierce roar, war elephants fell to the ground and made heavy sounds. Some war elephants fled back and knocked over Burmese soldiers, and threw the people on the elephant's back to the ground.

Burmese soldiers were constantly hit by flesh and blood, screaming and wailing sounds one after another, and were submerged in the roar of muskets.

The shells flew up in the air and smashed towards the Burmese army's central formation amid the rumbling sound of cannons, making the chaos difficult to contain.

Long-range and powerful, minimizing casualties of soldiers on your own without considering ammunition consumption.

The Ming army's tactical styles have gone from exploration to formation, quite like the tactics of a wealthy country in later generations.

Long-range rocket bombardment first makes you look heavy, medium-range and close range, Franc aircraft, muskets, and hand-to-hand combat with bayonets.

After such a set of attacks, whether it is the enemy's front, middle, or back, they are covered by the Ming army's firepower.

Just imagine, in such a wide coverage, how many troops can still maintain the battle formation?

Boom, boom, boom...

The sound of war drums shook the earth, and the Ming army advanced forward with the drum beats. Muskets were fired one by one, sweeping across the enemy in front.

The failure of the Burmese army was finally unstoppable, and they all began to retreat from officials to soldiers, from front to back.

The defeat is certain, and the Ming army's style of fighting is unsolvable for the Burmese. No matter if you fight like a rushing formation or you line up to defend, it means bombing first, and then fire a musket to advance.

The era when the flintlock rifle and bayonet dominate the battlefield was finally staged in advance by the Ming army.

The sound of war drums became faster and faster, and the speed of the Ming army's battle formation was also faster and faster. The figures of Burmese soldiers were already running away, and there was no need to shoot muskets anymore.

"kill!"

"Kill!"

Countless shouts of killing resounded throughout the battlefield, and the Ming soldiers raised their cold bayonets and launched the final charge.

The Burmese soldiers threw away their helmets and armor, even their weapons affected the speed of escape, and they didn't even dare to turn their heads back, and ran away with their silence.

The sound of horse hooves sounded, and a thousand cavalry rushed out from the slanting, surpassing the infantry, sweeping like a strong wind, towards the defeated Burmese army.

The sabers shone with cold light and were raised high in the air; the cavalry opened their eyes and mouths, shouting and shouting, slashing horizontally like a ferocious god, slaughtering the enemy mercilessly.

Due to the terrain of Myanmar, the Ming army did not have many cavalry, with a total of only three thousand. The number of mules and horses was quite large, and all of them carried ammunition and medicine.

But for the defeated enemy, a thousand cavalry is enough to chase the dead and chase the north, causing the most severe casualties to the enemy.

"Kill!" Xu Xiaoqi dragged his sabre, and with the strength and speed of the horse rushing forward, the head of the Burmese soldier was easily cut off, and blood was spurted out from his neck.

The saber went from bottom to top and followed the trend. Xu Xiaoqi slashed with his backhand, and another Burmese soldier was chopped to the ground.

Killing makes people excited, especially for soldiers, fighting is a profession. The more you kill, the more you get, the more you gain.

After snorting, Xu Xiaoqi pulled out his horse's head and flew past several smart Burmese soldiers.

Leave your back to your opponent and run away with your head, you will probably die.

The Burmese soldiers stopped running away, kowtowed to the ground, begging for mercy, and two of them cried loudly, crying and their faces were already scared.

More and more Burmese soldiers gave up fleeing and knelt down and begged for mercy.

Individuals, in groups of three or five, large groups of them knelt down, kowtowed, wailed, and trembled all over, and they all changed from soldiers to poor people who were humble and cowardly, fearing death.

Following the local soldiers of the Ming army, they rushed out with great power and began their work - cleaning the battlefield.

Corpse everywhere, swords, guns, flags everywhere, prisoners everywhere...
Chapter completed!