"Boom! Rumble! Boom ......."

The deafening sound of artillery bombardment was incessant, and clouds of smoke erupted from the front of the Jingwu army, and solid iron bullets whistled and swept towards the Wufan soldiers 500 meters away.

The radiance of God enveloped the pious Matos, so that he did not turn into a mist of blood in the cruel cannonballs.

Several fist-sized buckshot bullets whizzed past Matos, and Matos was stunned for a while before he came to his senses: it turns out that the enemy army also has cannons! It seems that there are quite a few of them, and the power does not seem to be weaker than that of the Zheng family's army!

Regarding the understanding of Jingwu Army, Matos is not much better than his employer Zheng Zhilong, otherwise he would not have led more than a thousand people to attack rashly.

Matos lacked experience in big battles, and after encountering the fierce head-on attack of the Jingwu army, the huge pressure caused his brain to short-circuit for a while, and he could not make any effective response.

When Matos was frightened, dozens of small and medium-sized Francophone guns of the forward battalion of the Jingwu Army bombarded non-stop, forming a continuous blow to the Wufan soldiers.

The sturdy Wufan soldiers had become a mess in the formation, screaming for a long time! Many soldiers were hit by shells, smashed into flesh and blood, and died, and corpses began to pile up on the ground.

Matos only felt that his body shook violently, only to hear a terrible scream from the beloved horse under the seat, his limbs were weak, and he fell to the ground, Thomas's strong body was swept away for several meters, and he rolled on the ground two or three times in a row to stabilize his body.

The horses under him were killed, the soldiers around him continued to fall, and the sound of enemy shelling continued to sound, and Matos was completely awake from such blows.

Even though the formation of the Wufan soldiers was chaotic, they were not defeated, showing the demeanor of the first-class strong soldiers of this era, which made Matos extremely pleased.

As a commander, Matos understood the qualities of being a good commander, and he decisively ordered: "Retreat, run!" ”

Although it didn't take long for the fight to start, and the two sides didn't even have a chance to look at their faces, it was embarrassing to spread it, and the Fujian infantry and artillery behind also rushed over, but Matos was very rational and did not choose to be tough.

Under his leadership, the Wufan soldiers shouted again and ran back with him, which can be said to be fierce in coming and fierce in retreating.

The Fujian foot soldier who was late in the back looked at the scene in front of him and became depressed again, but he didn't say much and continued to run obediently behind.

Huang Degong glanced at the deputy general beside him and said with a smile: "Today is really a long experience, go catch a few people who are not dead and come over for questioning!" ”

.......

At the water distribution pass, Zheng Fusong and his three subordinate officers were eating and chatting in the pass, waiting for the battle report of the Wufan soldiers.

"Report! Grand Prince, Matos is back! ”

Zheng Fusong looked forward to it: "So fast? What was the situation of the battle, and how many Jingwu troops were killed? ”

"Back to the eldest prince, the Wufan soldiers were defeated, and it seems that they were defeated as soon as they handed over......."

"What!" Zheng Fusong stood up with a loud voice, he immediately ordered to strictly guard against the water dividing pass, and asked the defeated Matos and other Wufan soldiers to learn more about the previous battle and want to analyze the opponent's situation.

Matos and the Ufan soldiers ran too fast, where could they describe the situation of their opponents, and after a few words, they became distracted.

Zheng Fusong can be sure that it is by no means an ordinary Ming army that he has seen in the past, they have a certain number of artillery and muskets, and they should be able to use them relatively skillfully, and at the same time, they are also quite numerous, and the forward battalion alone has at least 3,000 people.

Based on these two points, Zheng Fusong realized that with the strength of the Zheng family's land war, it was impossible to confront the imperial court, but it was not impossible to concentrate elite troops to win one or two battles, and it was not without a chance, and after winning, he could negotiate a truce and peace with the imperial court.

Unlike Viscount Matosdo's recklessness, Zheng Fusong appeared very cautious, and immediately ordered a defensive position to be set up at the Fenshui Pass, preparing to meet the enemy, and at the same time sent a message to the surrounding Fujian garrisons, inviting them to come and join the battle.

In less than half an hour, the water dividing pass had been prepared, the musketeers had already taken refuge behind the short-walled rocks, set up their muskets, the cavalry and pikemen had found their own hiding places to hide, and dozens of small and medium-sized artillery pieces had also been erected.

At this time, the news of the appearance of the Jingwu army reached the water dividing pass, and Zheng Fusong walked quickly to the wall of the pass and looked at the Jingwu army that was slowly approaching.

I saw that the military flags in the large array of the Jingwu Army were unfurled, and the layout was strictly organized, not at all like the rumored guards who were negligent in training and vulnerable.

As the Jingwu army gradually came into view, Zheng Fusong and other Zheng generals couldn't help but take a cold breath, because the number of the Jingwu army far exceeded their estimates, nearly 20,000 horses.

The number of people is still second, in front of the position of the Jingwu army, hundreds of artillery pieces of all sizes were launched, this is the most chilling place for Zheng Fusong, I didn't expect that the officers and soldiers would have so many artillery, although there were fifty Franc machine guns in the water pass, in terms of firepower, the Zheng family would still be at an obvious disadvantage.

"It seems that it is not an easy task to block the attack of the Jingwu army.......

Zheng Fusong became more and more desperate to win a battle through an assault and increase the momentum of the Zheng family.

Zheng Fusong shouted to the surrounding generals: "Let them attack the pass for a day first, and when they have worn off their sharpness, I will attack again in one fell swoop, and send orders to all departments of the Iron Man Army to preview the Spanish phalanx!" ”

A Japanese general, Xie Jiyuan, asked: "My lord, the enemy is several times stronger than me, and we can't resist it at all, should we retreat first?" ”

Zheng Fusong said: "Do you think I don't know? But don't you see that their cavalry is ready? We don't have a chance to run away now. ”

Xie Jiyuan said: "Then shouldn't we attack first while they haven't set up their positions yet?" ”

Zheng Fusong said angrily: "Their troops and artillery are three times more than ours, and they are all placed in front of the formation, what do we take the initiative to attack?" Isn't the defeat of Matos not profound? ”

"When their artillery is almost used, we will press over with the Spanish phalanx and wipe them down in one fell swoop, as long as there is no threat from artillery, even if they have more men and horses, it will be difficult to stop the strength of the Spanish phalanx!"

Matos did not feel the slightest shame of losing the first battle, and he reverently shouted: "Yes, the Spanish phalanx has been blessed by God, and it is the most invincible!" ”

There are two countries in history that have been called the empire on which the sun never sets, and they are the Spanish Empire and the British Empire.

The Spanish Empire during the Age of Discovery established a large number of colonies in Europe, the Americas, Asia and Africa, and even Portugal and the Netherlands, which were also seafaring powers, were split from Spain.

Spain's military strength is extremely strong, especially the Spanish phalanx, which has been awesome for 200 years, using the powerful power of firearms and the left stab tactics of pikemen, sending the army of the traditional cold weapon era into the garbage heap of history, and its emphasis on absolute discipline has also laid the foundation for the establishment of the modern army.

The leader of the Urfan soldiers, Matos, had served in the Portuguese army, and Portugal had just gotten rid of Spanish rule last year, and the mercenaries such as Matos highly respected the Spanish phalanx, and trained the Zheng family's 3,000 elite armor according to the model of the Spanish phalanx.