In skirmishers, the Japanese who lacked similar training and were not professionally equipped were beaten so badly that some people were constantly hit by arrows and fell to the ground, and some even tripped over their comrades.

The impact formation of the pirates became more chaotic, and the ronin in front still walked fast, but the ordinary pirates in the rear began to hesitate, and many of them walked and walked to the back row.

"No backwards!"

With a shout of rage, the heads of several of the last widows separated.

The commander of the Japanese invaders rushed to the battlefield with more than two dozen bald men wearing bamboo and wood armor and holding young knives.

These strong men are the most trusted warriors of the monks and the great commanders of the Japanese Sect, both in terms of equipment and combat effectiveness, they are outstanding among these pirate groups of thousands of people, and these monks hold the "protection of the Buddha and Bodhisattva", and they always seem to be very fanatical in battle, so they are regarded as a great danger by the great warlords of Fuso.

However, the presence of these monks also has some advantages for those warlords who are not strong in power or have good relations with the Yixiang sect - as long as they show their devotion to the Buddha and hand over a part of the looted goods as "Buddha property", they can get the military support of the monks.

In addition, spiritual comfort is also very important, and the more bloody your hands are, the more you want to "put down the butcher's knife" before you die, and then "become a Buddha on the ground".

This is the case of the monks in this group of pirates, the so-called great commander is a devout believer, and every time he plunders, he will sacrifice 20% of the spoils to the temple, so he can always be accompanied by 2 or 3 ten monks, who can be used as both guards and as a warlord.

With the opposing main player on the field, the battle quickly entered the decisive stage.

Xie Zhen looked back at the distance of his array behind him, and felt that the two sides were close enough, so he shouted, and under Xie Bao's response, the brothers each took 4 stragglers to the two sides, revealing the front of the Xu family's army.

At a distance of 50 paces, the front-row ronin began to accelerate, and they were not tall like a group of sword-wielding monkeys, half-running and half-jumping towards the new army.

Hush!!!

The bamboo whistle made a rapid sound, and then, with a bang, the array of the new army stopped instantly, and in the tense atmosphere, Xu Shiyang could still feel an irrepressible sense of pride - the speed and neatness of the new army standing up today were much stronger than the last time they fought bandits.

Xu Shiyang opened his mouth slightly, let the bamboo whistle in his mouth fall to the ground, and then let out a shout:

"Wooden cannon shooting!"

Rumble! Rumble!

With two loud bangs, the wooden cannons on the trolleys on the left and right wings of the front roared at the same time, and the gravel weighing a total of about 6 catties hit the Japanese array like a storm, instantly knocking down two entire rows of people!

In order to prevent the bore from exploding, the charge of the wooden cannon is only about half of that of the metal smoothbore gun of the same caliber, so the muzzle velocity is not high, and the lethality of the stone shotgun is not strong, but it can still achieve very good results by bombarding dense unprotected targets at close range.

"Front-row musket shooting!"

Xu Shiyang continued to issue orders, and his voice was a little hoarse.

This was followed by a dense burst of muskets, and seven of the ten arquebuses in the front row were fired, which was not bad as a weapon for the first time to participate in actual combat.

Three people were hit on the other side and fell to the ground screaming.

"Reload!"

At present, the new army has only 10 arquebuses, and the firing regulations for musket guns stipulate that in a field offensive, each person is only allowed to fire one shot from a distance of 10 paces, and it is impossible to play any tricks such as three-stage shooting.

The skirmishers on both sides began to shoot at the pirates with heavy arrows, and at this distance the archers outperformed the musketeers, as they were equally deadly to the enemy and had a much faster rate of fire.

After two rounds of long-range firepower, the elite ronin in the front row suffered heavy losses, but the large army was still advancing under the pressure of the monks.

They didn't know what the kind of weapon on the other side was that sounded and lit up and was actually very lethal.

It's just that as a man who begs for a living at sea all the year round, escaping is not in everyone's consideration at all - on the ship, it is impossible to escape alone at a critical moment, and when you can't beat it, either the whole boat will escape together, or the whole boat will not be able to escape.

Now that there were still many people on the Japanese side, many people thought that their side still had a chance to win, so they shouted loudly and continued to close the distance, preparing for a white-knuckle battle.

"Don't be afraid! Forward, forward, forward! Kill them all! ”

The small leaders of the various groups of pirates gradually came to the front of the line, and instead of the ronin, who had lost nearly half of them, they encouraged the soldiers to continue the charge.

Ten paces away, they could already clearly see the eyebrows of the New Army soldiers on the opposite side.

'A bunch of kids? Someone can't help but think, 'So young? Can you fight? ’

Two more cannons followed.

This time, the wooden cannon on the left flank of the new army was still loaded with shotguns, and the dense debris like rain smashed over the head and face, and more than a dozen Japanese robbers fell to the ground with brushes.

And the wooden cannon on the right flank, I don't know if it was because the operator was too nervous, actually chose a Mark 2 model that was double-reinforced and used to fire solid bullets.

The three-pound round granite cannonball slashed diagonally into the formation of the Japanese invaders, knocking two heads and breaking three leg bones.

Looking at the limbs and fragments of weapons flying everywhere, Xu Shiyang found that these solid bullets, which were originally used to deal with solid targets (such as siege equipment, city gates, walled gates, and small ships), seemed to be effective in shooting crowds at close range.

After the second round of shelling, the elite of the front row of the Japanese invaders suffered heavy losses, and the miscellaneous fish in the rear inevitably wavered, and the guys who were slightly ahead unconsciously began to retreat, and the guys in the back row could only rush forward under the pressure of the monks, and the entire Japanese front was crowded into a ball, becoming a dilemma.

"Fire!"

Xu Shiyang carried out the final round of long-range strikes in accordance with the pre-war plan, and the reloaded ten arquebuses and the twenty muskets that had been prepared were fired at the same time, and at such a close distance, the Japanese front was like a dead target that could not move, not much worse than shooting haystacks on the training ground, so that the new army musketeers achieved an astonishing hit rate - about 15 people were hit, including a second kill after a breakdown.

This volley destroyed the morale of the Japanese invaders, and the stragglers on both sides fired several heavy arrows, and the opposing three were brought down, and the momentum of the Japanese advance was completely stopped, and all the enemies began to fall backwards.

"Musketeers, stand back and put on your bayonets! Lancers forward! ”

Xu Shiyang's hoarse voice sounded again, and the musketeers immediately turned around and retreated from the gap left by the pikemen in the back row to the back row.

Ahead, under the guidance of the flag gun in Xu Shiyang's hand, fifty spears were flattened at the same time, and the tips of the spears flashing with cold light pointed directly at the chest of the wolf.

"Assault!"