The sun slowly crept into the air, and the smell of corruption rose from the tropical jungle, buzzing mosquitoes, almost carrying people away.

On the water dividing beam, sixty Xishan soldiers carried swords and shields, rushing forward quickly, without slogans, not even words, they were quiet like a poisonous snake that had found its prey!

Seeing that it was getting closer and closer to the slope occupied by the Tang people, a short and stout Xishan army team swallowed a mouthful of saliva nervously, he didn't believe that the other side didn't see them coming, what level was the opponent, the team that had fought for more than ten years only smelled the smell and knew that the Tang people on the opposite side would definitely be difficult to deal with!

Huang Laosi counted silently in his heart, the mountain road was narrow, and he couldn't shoot the platoon of guns, so he could only put people closer to fight, and the soldiers of the first company squatted behind a dug ditch to watch their battalion commander, waiting for Huang Laosi to give an order!

"XXXIII,

thirty-two

thirty-one

Thirty! ”

When Huang Laosi counted to thirty, he shouted violently, "First team, call me!" ”

"Boom!" Fifteen soldiers of the first team stood up from the ditch suddenly, and pulled the trigger on the Xishan army that rushed towards the cat's waist, even if they were already very distracted, but because there was not much place to hide except for the trees, seven or eight Xishan saber and shield men fell to the Lin with a scream.

"Second team, fire!" Before the gunfire stopped, Huang Laosi roared again, and more than a dozen soldiers stood up in the ditch, and five or six Xishan saber and shield men were hit.

Without waiting for Huang Laosi to shout that the third team fired, the remaining forty or so Xishan saber and shield men retreated, but it was not an embarrassed escape, but an organized retreat, they had already touched Huang Laosi's approximate location, and they also knew the other party's firepower, and the task of the temptation was completed!

The soldiers of the first company behind the ditch had no one to say, they were busy filling or drinking water, and even if they were old in battle, they knew that these people were here to test, and the real battle was about to begin.

Sure enough, after only three or two minutes of waiting, the passionate drums sounded, and the boundless soldiers of the Xishan Army appeared under the water dividing beam, in front of them were also musketeers with flintlock pistols, followed by hand-to-hand combat soldiers with armor and hammers and broadswords.

This can't wait until thirty meters, if you put it so close, it is likely that someone else will go to the high ground in waves, and there is no need for Huang Laosi to roar, he only needs to wave the red flag in his hand, and the soldiers of the first company will know how to fight.

With each swing, more than thirty flintlock muskets were fired, yes thirty, and the first team lay on the edge of the ditch, and the second team stood up, and if only fifteen guns were fired, as he had just tried, this fire would be too much.

The blazing buckshot whistled and flew towards the ranks of the Xishan Army, their formation was too dense, and twenty-seven or eight of the thirty flintlock muskets were successfully fired, and at least twenty-five of them successfully hit the target.

Suddenly, there was a burst of blood mist flying in the ranks of the Xishan Army, and the soldiers who walked in the front trembled and fell down as if they had been electrocuted, and then rolled into the bushes on the right side of the road with a cry, and then rolled directly down the hillside!

The Ye Jiasui musketeers on the hillside are getting smoother and smoother, and the loading speed is getting faster and faster, and the feeling of wanton harvesting lives makes them feel as if they have been beaten with chicken blood.

The flintlock musketeers of the Xishan Army also fired the flintlock pistols in their hands, but they were attacking from the back, and they couldn't shoot a row of guns, and the lethality was not strong, and they had no way to stop and load, so they could only start charging after firing a shot, and the people who charged in front would block the line of sight behind them, and the effect of the flintlock pistol was likely to be better than a direct charge.

This short distance of more than 60 meters has simply become a death channel, and several people scream every second, but this has not affected the determination of the soldiers of the Xishan Army, in the current Xishan Dynasty, whether you are a farmer or a landlord, you are all living a tight life, and the only one who can eat enough and eat meat is the soldier.

In particular, they are also the guards of the king of Beiping, the most elite place in the Xishan Dynasty, the harsh punishment is matched with the rich salary, and all the soldiers of the Xishan Dynasty have no more than fighting in their minds.

"Free Fire!" I don't know how many rounds of platoon guns were fought, anyway, when the screams were louder than the guns, Huang Laosi could only order free fire, because even the elite soldiers of the first company couldn't shoot a salvo, and some of the Rao Sui muskets were even damaged.

When the Xishan army rushed to a distance of more than ten meters from the first company under the rain of bullets, the casualties were even more terrifying, and basically every shot on the opposite side could successfully take away a life, but now they can finally hit the Tang people on the opposite side.

A short and stout soldier of the Xishan Army howled and threw out the short spear in his hand, and a soldier of the Ye family screamed miserably and was stabbed in the shoulder by the short spear, but before he was inserted, the flintlock pistol in his hand also fired, and the soldier of the Xishan Army who threw out the short spear snorted and knelt down directly on his knees, and a stream of bloody arrows suddenly burst out of his chest.

"Kill!" A few Xishan soldiers howled and jumped to their feet, and then jumped at the soldiers of the adjacent company, but they were immediately dumbfounded, because behind the ditch, there were all hand-to-hand soldiers with long knives and axes waiting for them, not the musketeers who were in a hurry as they imagined.

"Pounce! Strike! Strike! A few of the soldiers of the Xishan Army who jumped in first were cut into meat sauce in an instant, but more soldiers of the Xishan Army had already rushed up, and both sides were holding long knives, hammers and axes that were conducive to melee combat, and they started a fierce fight across a ditch.

What kind of battle is the most tragic, it is undoubtedly hand-to-hand combat with cold weapons, because there is no bloodier way to harvest human lives than this, the Qing army that is so bad after a few decades, if it is a musket shooting, most of the time it can still hold on for a while, but when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, it often collapses in ten minutes, which is the cruel embodiment of hand-to-hand combat.

Liu Chonghan just hammered the head of a soldier of the Xishan Army with a red turban into a dead ball, and a long knife next to him cut it over, but Liu Chonghan couldn't avoid it at all, because there were people crowded around, he could only roar wildly, and tried his best to deviate, not to block, but to smash the hammer at the guy with the long knife.

"Flutter!" The long knife slashed at Liu Chonghan's arm, and he didn't feel much pain, but fortunately he tried his best to deflect it, if he didn't deflect this one, the knife should have slashed at his neck.

"Boom!" The hammer seemed to hit a ripe watermelon, and the head of the Xishan Army soldier who had just slashed Liu Chonghan was like a smashed watermelon, and the blood-red blood was accompanied by milky white brains, spraying everywhere!

This kind of battle is happening everywhere, just such a mountain road that can be about ten people side by side, one side is a cliff, the other side is a deep ditch, both sides have no way to retreat, the front is dead, and the back is stepping on the front to spare the corpse and rush up.

However, the soldiers of the first company still took advantage of a little advantage, they were condescending, although the slope was not too steep, but it still gave the soldiers of the neighboring company a few advantages, they could not only swing more easily, but also arrange a dozen flintlock musketeers with good marksmanship to shoot at the Xishan army continuously.

A commander of the Xishan Army, wearing an iron short armor and a helmet, howled, and slammed into the formation of the neighboring company, he did not swing his knife to slash, but held a rattan card and crashed in, and suddenly the tight formation of the first company was knocked into a chair.

Immediately afterwards, four or five more Shi Chang who were dressed in the same way crashed in, and the iron short armor and helmet they wore were once worn by the elite of the southern army of the Ming Dynasty, and after the fall of the Ming Dynasty, many of these standard armors flowed into the territory of Annam, and Ruan Hui had a lot of them in his hands!

Hit by these five or six people, the first company of the line, which was still stable, was immediately rushed into chaos, these elite officers wearing iron and short armor have been lying in ambush behind the Xishan Army, waiting for the battle to heat up, before rushing in, as soon as they arrived, the nearby Xishan Army was like a chicken blood, and the first company, which was not high in casualties, also began to have skirts continuously!