Pain!

Saigo Takayu felt a sharp pain in his right chest!

He hurriedly looked down, only to see that a hole two or three fingers wide appeared on the right chest of his ashigaru carcass, and ...... There is also a red liquid squirting out of the hole!

This, this seems to be human blood!

Saigo Takayu wasn't sure at first. Although he was a dignified samurai, he was as burly as a big bear, and he was extremely incongruous and intimidating when he stood in the midst of a group of small and small people. But it is precisely because of his appearance that he is so big that he rarely fights with people, never cuts people, and has never even seen human blood. He dipped his right hand, which suddenly trembled for some unknown reason, into a little red liquid that could squirt from his body, and then put it in his mouth and licked it...... Sure enough, it's blood!

Saigo's head buzzed with damn fear!

I didn't expect him to see so much blood for the first time, and it was actually his own blood!

What's going on? Saigo said: Okay, why did I squirt blood? Yes! Did I get hit by a Ming farmer's bullet? How is this possible? It's so far away! Doesn't it mean that the musket can't hit anyone at 30 paces? Why did you beat me up? Could it be that my character is too bad...... Or am I too big? Alas! I knew that I would be able to recruit bullets, so I shouldn't be so greedy!

Saigo Takayu thought of this, his whole person had softened, and he didn't know where the strength in his body had gone? He couldn't stand on his feet anymore, and he staggered and fell down!

At this time, there was a scream, shouting, roaring, and gunfire like fried beans in his ears.

Saigo Takayu struggled to turn his huge head, looked around, and found that he was not the only one who had fallen, but he had already fallen to the ground!

Could it be that these were all killed by the Ming farmer's red musket?

How is this possible!

Woowoowoo......

Just when Saigo's breathing was getting harder and harder, and his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, he suddenly heard the trumpet of the charge faintly in the noise of a battlefield.

It's time to charge! Saigo thought to himself: Is it the warriors of Saskatchewan who are going to charge?

"Kill to ......"

"Kill, give!"

The last thing Saigo Takayu heard was the shouts of the Japanese samurai as they charged!

It turned out that Kiyoo Youme, who commanded the musketeers belonging to the ten ashigaru teams to attack in front of the battle, gave the order for the whole team to charge.

He had already discovered that the marksmanship of the musketeers of the Ming army was unexpectedly good, and they fought hard and accurately, but more than a thousand musketeers, without even firing a salvo, used scattered long-distance shooting to kill and wound their own team.

At least one or two hundred Saskatchewan warriors were knocked down by the guns and bullets of the Ming army!

If the Saskatchewan warriors continued to advance at the current pace, firing a salvo within 30 paces, then the Ming army's muskets would be able to kill at least four or five hundred of their own men...... That's a one-third of the loss!

Even if it's a Saskatchewan samurai, it may not be able to withstand such a loss rate, right?

Unwilling to fail, Kiyoo immediately made a decision and gave the order for the whole team to charge.

Hearing the sound of the trumpet, the Japanese musketeers, who were originally a little dazed by the long-distance shooting of the Ming army, immediately mustered up their fighting spirit as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and rushed forward with a strange scream.

"Chew ......"

Xie Xun blew his whistle desperately, he blew the assembly whistle, the whistle ordering his subordinates to form a horizontal line. At this time, he was just as surprised as Saigo Takayu who was killed by a shot of lead bullet from the Ming army sixty paces away.

What surprised him was that the Japanese soldiers on the opposite side still had the courage to launch a group charge after being knocked down so many people by the accurate shots of their own marines with flintlock guns!

Moreover, more than 40 large bird boats on the sea were still hitting the backs of those Japanese soldiers round by round to block their reinforcements...... In this kind of situation, where the front and rear killing guns, the mountain opening guns, and the heavy casualties, they actually did not retreat but advanced!

What madness are they having!

On the muddy tidal flats, more than 1,000 Ming marines who had already landed quickly formed a double-row horizontal formation in the face of the sudden charge of the Japanese army, and more than 1,000 people pulled out two "slender" red lines on the tidal flats, one on top of the other.

The Japanese samurai were still charging, barely holding on to their five rows, each with arquebus, each holding an arquebus, screaming and rushing forward.

"Reload! Reload! ”

Xie Xun gave a loud order, and as he expertly stuffed a silk-wrapped bullet into the chamber of the gun, then pressed it tightly with the strip, then laid the musket flat, the butt resting on his shoulder, and aimed the muzzle at a bald samurai (with a strange white-haired headdress) in front of him, but instead of firing, he waited for orders.

It was a long-range diffuser (free fire) just now, but this time it's going to be a close-range salvo!

Compared to diffuse, it is much easier to fire a salvo at close range, how could the marines of the Ming army not?

Historically, the line infantry in Europe liked to put the enemy close to shoot a salvo, the biggest reason was the lack of training, most of the line infantry were worthless consumables, usually only a few weeks of training, poor marksmanship, and there were not so many fine flintlock pistols to use for them. You can't hit it at all if it's far away, so it's more powerful to hit a salvo when you get closer.

The marines of the Ming army were all elite veterans, well-trained, with good muskets and high psychological quality, so they would not be frightened by the Japanese musketeers who were talking nonsense.

"Forty steps, thirty-seven steps, thirty-five steps......" Xie Xun's platoon stood in the forefront, estimating the distance of the enemy in his heart. When he reached the thirty-five steps, a layer of cold sweat also broke out on his forehead.

At this distance, even a low-level gunner can use a mediocre arquebus, and there is a relatively high chance of hitting a humanoid target......

"Woo ......"

The Japanese muskets have fired!

It was not a salvo, but a sporadic fire, and it was a part of the advancing Japanese samurai gunners who fired their arquebuses out of nervousness or confidence.

These warriors are undoubtedly very brave warriors, but that doesn't mean they don't have fear, and it doesn't mean that they only need a month or two of training to become the best warriors - Xie Xun and his marines are veterans who have been in the army for more than five years and have participated in many bloody battles, and everyone has military merits! And they have also received strict training from "997" for a long time! The current combat effectiveness is watered with sweat and blood!

And the Saskatchewan samurai actually didn't go to the battlefield - the last war of Japan was the Shimabara Rebellion, which was twenty years ago. The people who participated in the Battle of Shimabara are now at least uncles, and they do not meet the age requirements of the Saskatchewan New Army at all......

So on a battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke and the smell of death everywhere, it was inevitable that these young samurai panicked and opened fire on their own without receiving orders.

Kiyoo was almost out of breath as nervous, and although he was walking in the rear of his own troops, he was still so nervous that he didn't even notice that his soldiers were shooting indiscriminately!

However, the indiscriminate fire of the Japanese musketeers was not without any use, because the distance was close enough, and the formation of the Ming army was particularly dense, so several people were still hit by bullets......

"Pursue, the distance is close enough, let's charge after shooting the platoon of guns!"

One of the retainers of Qingxiong reminded loudly at this time.

"Okay, stop moving, whole team!" You have no idea, and when you hear someone say this, you immediately do it.

"Bang Bang ......"

Just when the Japanese troops stopped advancing and began to organize their formation, a piercing gong suddenly sounded, which was the signal for the Ming musketeers to fire a salvo.

"Medium!" Xie Xun shouted, and then pulled the trigger, the flintlock pistol in his hand shook violently, and a hot lead bullet was pushed out of the chamber by the explosive gunpowder, rolling and flying forward, but in an instant, the "white-headed warrior" in front of him was knocked down with one shot!

"Bang Bang ......"

Two more gongs, this is the order to charge!

The so-called bayonet hand-to-hand combat of the line infantry is to first give the enemy enough damage with firepower to make him panic, and then give a swift bayonet assault to end the battle!